Stinki

everybody knows that. The exotic coconut note, especially in summer evenings, is extra class.
If there wasn't something every time that almost corrodes my lungs (proper nutmeg + aldehyde ?) and is very exhausting in the long run. Definitely a matter of taste - but still a really good fragrance

i don't want to comment all these vampire, cemetery, church, tomb, from another world blabla things, because I fell for it and ordered it blind. For me a absolutely meaningless Labberwässerchen, which does not deserve the name Noire to begin with. And if that ink is supposed to be, it's probably secret ink that you sign contracts with. Ne people, for me the prime example of a fragrance that is tailored exclusively to a special younger audience (hipster), who hardly know any real reference fragrances and the zeitgeist, hardly wanting to smell of anything, except perhaps after, I think it is called Iso E Super. Boring as hell for me.

where the guy is asked in the interview where he probably sees his weakness and he answers that he suffers from overperfectionism. I like the Trumper fragrances, but they seem a bit harsh or almost a bit clumsy and not mature enough - they definitely have a lot of character but not this class. It doesn't always have to be a big cinema, some days/morning I find the robust simplicity of e.g. Pino Silvestre just perfect. Every day Beef Wellington is also the horror.

But objectively seen as a whole: if No. 89 has a flaw, then it can only be overperfectionism. The fact that a good perfume must have corners and edges is refuted by this great fragrance. Strong associations of English films set in the 20-40s and rural British idylls appear. Ebenson elegant ballroom parties, private men's clubs, as well as dignified afternoon teas. This unbelievable creaminess, without that ever getting annoying or exhausting or even boring and now comes the sharpest thing; you can even use it as a clubscent in my opinion - I think this is due to the Mysore Sandalwood, which as the only Sandalwood makes a mysterious and deeply mystical impression on me. It must have been worked here quite generally with the absolute Top Ingredients, the formula alone it cannot be.

In addition the old-fashioned, slightly green, dry/dusty mossy, but fresh - more neroli than citric - Cologne aspect combined with some soapiness, which takes away the oriental character of the whole thing and unites it to what for me really outstanding British fragrances are. A profound sublime stiffness and understatement, without this always slightly challenging Parisian tone, combined with a certain subliminal mysterious character of Far Eastern or Oriental colonies. Ebenson a tonic that relaxes. This has happened here in an absolute uniqueness and perfection that can never get boring. I am deeply impressed and delighted. I'm commenting here on the older version with Evernia Prunastri.