Quailist

Like being punched in the face with barbecue sauce that was poured down a chimney. For fragrance nerds & challenging scent aficionados only!

Minty sweet patchouli supported by a cuddly sandalwood-tonka-vanilla trio. Fresh, subtle and charming, but it didn't move me.

Smells like the fumes from an ashtray or a barbecue pit—not just a smoky accord, but an overdose of stale burntness.

Emanations from the furry armpit of a saffron farmer. Perplexed by the glowing reviews; deeply confused as to why this even exists.

Zesty pineapple opening triggers hopes that are quickly dashed by the truly fetid, unwashed odor that follows. A repellent experience.