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Discipline Sport is the first fragrance from the relatively young label Ron Dorff. The label was born from the collaboration of the Frenchman Jérôme TouRON and the Swede Claus LinDORFF. The label stands for high-quality elegant sportswear and has long since made its way into more exclusive men’s clothing temples.
I like to shop there because the clothes are stylish and functional at the same time, and even after frequent wear during sports and regular washing, they still hold their shape and remain comfortable to wear.
What I particularly like is that new collections are constantly being introduced, which lean on classics of sports fashion, incorporate retro details, and reinterpret them.
The label gradually also released body and skincare products, and it was only a matter of time before the first fragrance appeared.
Discipline Sport takes up the term Discipline, which is often used by Ron Dorff, frequently as a statement like “Discipline is not a dirty word” and similar.
Behind this lies the philosophy of the label that discipline allows no excuses, neither in sports nor in general.

Discipline Sport is an Eau de Cologne for sports, work, and leisure. It starts with citrus freshness. Clear and pure like an untouched lake in Sweden. You feel refreshed and clean, like when you dive in after jumping off the wooden dock into the cool water after a hike or a run.
But it is not just one of those synthetic shower gel scents; it follows up with warming woody notes. The lake with its mirror-like surface lies in a forest. Masculine and striking, completely without sweetness and without fuss or frills, the scent envelops the wearer. For me, it reflects exactly the elegance that I appreciate in Ron Dorff's sports wardrobe. One should show elegance even during and after training, and one should smell good afterward as well. It shouldn’t look sloppy and it certainly shouldn’t smell that way in the locker rooms of this world.
Close to the skin, the Eau de Cologne lasts quite a while for me, even into the evening. It hardly changes, but gives the wearer the feeling of having done something for oneself, for one’s own body. There’s no intrusiveness of a gym rat, but rather a gentle winding down from the day, where one can feel satisfied and proud to have still shown discipline. You’ve swum a few laps, trained on the machines for a few sessions, or run a few kilometers.
My sample is now used up, and I need to get a bottle. Just in time, so that I don’t lose my discipline right after a few days of this young year.

Wild Leather is the new fragrance from the Le Vestiaire series by YSL. What have they hung in the wardrobe for us this time, after we had to wait a long time for its release: Wild Leather or Suede? Because suede doesn’t necessarily have to be wild. Everyone has their associations. For me, they are often the suede men's blousons from the 1990s. Stubborn wearers still sport them today. One looked and still looks quite well-dressed in them. Otherwise, there are shoes, bags, gloves, upholstered furniture.
However, the name likely does not refer to suede, which in English is more commonly referred to as suede or velour.
It is supposed to be wild leather. Or is it not? The fragrance pyramid indicates suede. Also black leather. Although with my eyes closed, I probably couldn't smell a difference between a black and a brown leather jacket.
To make it short: it is not wild or even wicked leather. It is a soft, yet noble leather. It even starts a bit fresh-peppery with a bouquet of flowers. Clearly unisex. The accompanying leather note is not dominant; it blends in, and thus the overall impression leans more towards a fine handbag, briefcase, or leather gloves that come from a department store where the leather goods section is right next to the perfumery. It is not the leather smell of a new school backpack, and the leather does not come fresh from the tannery. It has taken on a fine hint of flowers and spices, yes, I would even say a hint of luxury, without being ostentatious.
I see, or rather: smell this fragrance on ladies and gentlemen, not particularly on the younger ones. For me, it could have been a bit rougher. Ah, the listed licorice note does not reveal itself to me. At times, I quite like the combination of licorice and leather.
The longevity and sillage are enormous, and the scent lingers even a day later in the shirt.
Would I wear it in summer - probably not. Maybe on a cool summer evening when the citrus cologne or the aquatics worn during the day has long given up the ghost.
Wild Leather is nothing new or unusual, and in terms of price, you can often find comparable fragrances for less.
But it fits well into Le Vestiaire - into the wardrobe of men and women who appreciate quality.

Here it is, this new Valentino, the yellow dream born in Rome or whatever message the name of the fragrance was meant to convey.
The yellow could describe the fruity, juicy pineapple and mandarin. The scent itself doesn't really surprise; it comes across as very unexciting with adaptations of well-known fragrances. A bit of a mix from some trends of the past decades. I tested it in an office environment at spring-like temperatures. However, the surveyed ladies perceived it as pleasant. Probably because I often confront them with truly polarizing scents, and on some days I can work completely undisturbed in my office because more sensitive noses prefer to bring up their concerns on a more olfactorily suitable day. For me, it was not very versatile, doesn't challenge, which doesn't have to be a bad thing. Vanilla provides the sweetness and, for me, combined with the fruit mix, feels a bit thick and sticky, like a cocktail at the wrong time of day in summer. But it's definitely a matter of taste. I can hardly relate to cedar. Personally, I would have appreciated a much stronger hint of gingerbread and the oriental finish. Because that's exactly what made me curious about how the interplay of gingerbread, pineapple, and mandarin could turn out.
I will wear it again on occasion. Perhaps with a bit more distance from Christmas, when the typical gingerbread scent is not so present.

It's the first time I wanted to get to know a fragrance simply because it comes from my birth year.
Who isn't interested in what fragrance was probably in vogue when their parents were young and thinking about having children? One could also ask what fragrance might have been worn when an attractive young woman and an equally appealing young man became passionate in 1972, the product of which you might be.
Pour Monsieur is definitely a scent of its time. But one of those that have survived in the hearts, even if not available on every corner.
But I was able to acquire the fragrance at a good price, and not only does the packaging and the bottle immediately transport me to the shapes and colors of the 1970s, especially in the 240 ml version. Was the phallic reference intentional? One might also think of a depiction of a television tower or the design of long-stemmed vases or ball clocks, which were also products of the early 1970s.
The fragrance also provides a time travel experience. And what a journey it is.
The opening for me corresponds little to the fragrance pyramid described above; it quickly becomes very spicy, with nothing fruity-citrusy present. Bergamot, lemon, and orange are thus strongly muted. And already while one seems to perceive lavender and basil, this 1972 fragrance powers through. Especially patchouli and leather are what I notice. I love the clove in this interplay. Not intrusive, but balancing. I can't even detect geranium and iris myself; perhaps the floral trio is so finely woven that I subordinate the notes more to the clove.
Sandalwood naturally belongs in this 1972 fragrance. I even smell a bit more spice rack: cinnamon, clove, cardamom. Yet these are supposedly not included. Pour Monsieur then becomes more leathery, slightly animalistic. It even gains a bit of sweetness. The soapiness that some comments describe settles in for me quite early and is not perceived as disturbing at any stage.
H/S testify to the potency of good 1970s men's fragrances. There was no skimping, but rather boldness. I also feel a closeness to Habit Rouge EdC (as FabianO).
I see or smell the fragrance more on men over 40, perhaps from birth year 1972 and earlier. But anyone who can appreciate spice and leather will be well served here. A certain presence should be brought by the wearer. Because the surroundings will perceive it as a statement.
If I had been presented the fragrance and bottle separately during testing, I would not have associated it with this bottle, which almost appears somewhat futuristic. I see in the bottle a Sputnik design of the Space Age era.
The leathery-spicy fragrance fits more into a classical form. It is a rescue of a classic fragrance pour Monsieur into a design that was highly modern at the time.
Both delight the heart of retro lovers.
And what does that have to do with me? I am once again proud to be from the class of 1972. Pour Monsieur will be worn on each of my birthdays and surely also in between.

I must admit, the name "Last Night" seduced me into buying this fragrance. What could be more beautiful than a memory of a fulfilled night, the scent lingering in the pillows or in the wardrobe afterwards? Well, there are also last nights that one would rather forget and others that one simply cannot remember no matter how hard they try. After those, the laundry quickly disappears into the washing machine and you yourself into the shower.
However, this last night is different, it is special. Rose, leather, smoke hint at how this night unfolded. Through the clubs or bars, perhaps a rendezvous at the restaurant beforehand. Maybe even the rose that was freshly bought from the flower vendor who makes his rounds through the restaurants in the evening. But it could also be the rosy scent that some lipsticks give off. With this rose scent in the nose, one heads into the night bars or clubs. Whether it was the leather jacket or even another leather outfit that was worn, or the smell of the leather chairs where drinks were taken throughout the night, it is left to one’s own imagination or memory of that last night. The fragrance allows exactly this space to sniff out what each person wants to associate with a beautiful past night. The smoky note is restrained. It is not an intense tobacco smoke, perhaps more like the dry ice smoke of a fog machine, which I love, or a light whiff from the smoking area that got caught in the hair or clothing.
From the jet-black packaging, one retrieves a beautiful glass bottle with beveled edges that displays the yellow Eau de Parfum uncovered. A simple cylindrical black magnetic cap closes the bottle. The white label on the packaging and bottle is kept clear and unadorned in a simple font, as if it were printed on one’s own printer.
For me, the fragrance is clearly unisex. It vaguely reminds me of scents from J.F. Schwarzlose, not as body-close-sensual as Leather 6 / Fetish and not as strong as Trance, somewhere in between, gentle and linear, if dosed discreetly, which I would strongly recommend.
The night that I smell from this fragrance is one that one would like to experience again. But precisely those nights that we still like to remember the next morning and long after are rare, and that makes them so special, just like this fragrance.