Schmutzfuss

Welcome, Agent Schmutzfuß!
Nice of you to make it to our secret command center. Let's get straight to the point: We have a job for you!
Your task: Find more information about "Oversized" by Création Lamis.
If you fail, you won't be able to write a report on parfumo, and you & all other fragrance addicts will have to suffer in silence!
However, if you manage to complete this task, you will be showered with trophies and positive comments on parfumo and will be praised to the skies (or is it "praised to the heavens"?).
Good luck!

Mission accepted and a basic image created:
On parfumo itself, there is no further information about this fragrance: Neither the release date nor the meaning of the name ("Oversized" - but you can figure that out with basic school English skills) and no information about the fragrance pyramid.
So, the simplest and most sensible thing to do is activate colleague Google and enter "Oversized by Création Lamis" as the search term.
72,900 hits, there must be something useful in there and some information to grasp.
After 15 minutes of searching, total disillusionment sets in - nothing further, no details, no decent background on the fragrance - nothing, nada, njente!!! This can't be true! What do I do now? A sense of helplessness spreads, then the saving idea: Include foreign language sites in the search, and indeed: Tadaaaaa! After battling through Czech and Polish sites and not really getting any wiser, just before giving up, one lands on a strangely designed Russian perfume site that at least holds a few rare bits of information:
"A natural and impulsive, spicy fragrance for a man who is open and gentle, seductive, attractive, and elegant. The main notes: bergamot, mandarin, cedar, geranium, rosewood, sage against a background of nutmeg, amber, and sandalwood notes." Long live deepl.com, the best translation site in the world. It doesn't translate the words and word order 1:1, but rather meaningfully. This means you can understand the translation much better and don't have to rework the sentence structure.
Unfortunately, the site doesn't provide any more information, so Agent Schmutzfuß must now share his personal impressions of Oversized with the virtually gathered fragrance community out there:
The fragrance opens fresh-fruity with light floral scents in the background. It is really pleasant at first and the combination is very appealing. If you give the fragrance some time, a more woody-herbaceous note begins to emerge without being too dominant or disturbing. This woody-herbaceous aspect supports the fruity opening scent very well and rounds off the positive overall impression I could gather from Oversized. I can only complain a bit about the longevity of the fragrance.
I have worn the fragrance three times so far, and each time, the perception ended after three or three and a half hours. There is still room for improvement!
The fragrance is a good everyday companion (don't forget to reapply!) and delivers an overall decent performance. I received it as a bonus in another fragrance auction for free. "And a gift horse" etc... but you know that already.
I am very satisfied with this free addition and will certainly use it a few more times. It is not suitable for parties, anniversaries, or other highlights; for that, I have other, more elegant fragrances in my cabinet.
I hope I was able to convey a bit of informative content about the unknown phantom fragrance and I look forward to seeing you shower it with trophies now. :-)

Agent Schmutzfuß signing off: Over and Out!

I really scored something good on eBay for a very small amount of money!
I wasn't sure what to expect, but as a fragrance nostalgic and given the manageable financial risk, I bid on ALTO (original packaging and unopened!). And in the end, I won the bid and was very much looking forward to my package.
Here on parfumo, there hasn't been a comment yet, so I have the honor of being the very first to comment:
Even though ALTO translates from Italian to "high," the name does not do the fragrance justice at all. The scent does not soar high; it is rather down-to-earth.
Alto is another representative of the classic school: quite simply structured and thus very straightforward in its orientation. Some different fruity nuances are detectable right at the beginning, and the start is generally quite fresh. But after a while, it comes back: the classic men's fragrance of the 80s.
I would describe the scent as dry-woody, but it is still pleasantly "non-scratchy." It seems to be due to the amber according to the fragrance pyramid.
The longevity is also acceptable at 6-7 hours. Honestly, I would have wished for just a little more staying power, at least for the length of a workday. But in the end, that is still manageable.
ALTO was created in the late 90s. But I think it was designed as a tribute to the classics of the
70s and 80s. At least, I would undoubtedly categorize it scent-wise into those decades.
My partner usually does not like these old men's fragrances at all; she finds most of them absolutely unbearable. But here she actually asked me what delicious scent I was wearing on my skin. And since her approval of my classic scents (e.g., Denim, Brut) is extremely rare, ALTO naturally earns an honorary place in my already totally overloaded fragrance cabinet.
Conclusion: ALTO gives me a feeling of elevation and ultimately lives up to its name.

Congratulations! Le Mâle and I are celebrating a round anniversary this year: 25 years of mutual disdain.
I don't know what it is, but Le Mâle is one of the few fragrances that I have a heartfelt and deeply felt aversion to.
Shortly after its release, many people went crazy, and suddenly Le Mâle was the "hot shit" of the moment. No matter where you met on the weekend, the majority of the guys smelled like the sailor.
I guess about 90% of my male friends owned Le Mâle. I was not one of them.
I had the chance back then to sniff my buddy's freshly acquired bottle of Le Mâle and discreetly treat myself to a spray on my wrist. The scent annoyed me right from the start; even 5 minutes later, it didn't get any better, and certainly not 2 hours later. I couldn't understand all the fuss and hype around the striped man. The minty scent and the overly swirling nuances were just not my world. The fragrance naturally became more pronounced and deeper. But still, Le Mâle was simply a meaningless disappointment for me. Azzaro was more my thing, and that scent was also quite popular among many others.
While I found Azzaro to be a truly masculine fragrance at the time, Le Mâle just seemed like a pretender fragrance to me. It wanted to be more masculine than it actually was. It was more of a skinny lightweight sailor than a real sea dog!
It wanted to shine with variety but ended up just being overloaded with various scent directions.
I also believe that I didn't like Le Mâle because the advertising with the sailor didn't appeal to me at all and was rather annoying. Additionally, my antipathy towards the perfume probably also stemmed from Jean Paul Gaultier himself, whom I found - for some reason - totally unsympathetic and pretentious. His attitude always struck me as a bit too flamboyant. (And I must emphasize for safety's sake: I have nothing against gay people!)
Maybe I'm being a bit too harsh on Le Mâle. Perhaps I'm just the one who is wrong and who simply cannot or does not want to understand the French sea friend.
Nevertheless: Even after 25 years, my leniency with age is limited. I had the chance to sniff Le Mâle again about a year ago, and I still think: Vive la déception!

My name is Retro-Man and my superpower is sniffing out scents from the past.
And with this thing from Aigner, I'm fully in reception mode!
You have to like this soapy-clean old man trinity (wood, moss, musk), otherwise you'll just find this combination terrible. There will be no middle ground: hate me or love me! Penetrance is the powerful opponent of subtlety. And this opponent is overwhelmingly strong.
I tie on my superhero cape, adjust my hero mask, and proudly and nobly raise my two thumbs up: Aigner, I like you!

How much I loved this scent and how much I would like to call it my own again! But on the auction sites, mostly only greedy cutthroats and light-shy riffraff are lurking :-(
My first contact with the fragrance was only at the beginning of the 2000s. To earn a little extra money on the side, I worked as a waiter, or rather, I was the "Zappes" behind the counter of a restaurant/bar/pub owned by a good acquaintance. The job was fun, you earned good tips, and the guests were 99% nice and friendly. Back then, I wasn't as hooked on fragrances as I am today (Unfortunately or fortunately?), but one of the most striking memories is the scent of one of our regular guests. Guido showed up every weekend with his wife and a couple of friends, and they always occupied one of the tables near the bar. Thus, he was in my "responsible territory." Guido was a well-groomed man in his late thirties, with a typical Cologne mustache, and always dressed in summer with a polo shirt (only the real one with the rider on it) and chino shorts, as well as deck shoes. Moreover, this group of guests was always very nice, uncomplicated, and humorous.
One day - when Guido & Co were our guests again - I went to the standing table to take their order. Immediately, I noticed a wonderful scent that I had never smelled before. When I asked who or what smelled so good, Guido grinned knowingly. "Photo" by Lagerfeld, apparently, was what I was smelling. Unasked, I sniffed at his neck, the group giggled, and I was smitten!
I quickly noted the name of the fragrance on a beer mat and tucked it into my pocket.
Over time, a certain ritual developed when Guido stopped by for a Kölsch. I would sniff (often exaggeratedly theatrically) at his neck and roll my eyes. And Guido rarely disappointed me, as he almost always wore the fragrance back then.
This went on for a few weeks, and eventually, one evening when Guido was once again our guest, he came to the bar. He handed me a bottle of Photo that was about 1/3 full and grinned. He had bought this bottle some time ago, but he had now "grown tired of it." He knew how much I liked the scent and would like to gift me the rest. He knew I would appreciate the gift. Wow, was I happy! I thanked him appropriately by making sure Guido didn't have to pay for quite a few Kölsch that evening... I didn't have to either, as I was right there at the source. :-)

Oh, shoot, I should write something about the scent. Almost forgot, sorry!
As far as I'm concerned, there's musk and moss in it. That’s almost always enough for me to like a scent. I'm easily swayed when the mix between the two fragrance components is right.
The start is not typically masculine but rather pleasantly fruity-fresh. However, after a while, it develops a truly distinctive dynamic: Masculine, spicy, woody. And yet it doesn't lose its freshness and fruitiness, which, although more subtle, are still noticeable. A fantastic combo that I haven't smelled anywhere else in a long time!
As I write, I really get nostalgic about the "good old days" and hereby treat Guido to another Kölsch in my thoughts and say nostalgically and warmly, "Thank you very much!"