Tamyd

.. or at least you smell like one.

Here, fresh, crunchy pear is roasted, vanilla is thrown in, and the whole thing is transformed into a very wearable, very sexy composition. The musk and also the amber turn it from a dessert into an adult perfume.
The flowers take a little time before they reveal themselves and then pull the scent a bit out of the gourmand corner.
Longevity, sillage, and projection are strong, so the beauty doesn't hold back. But always, really always, when I wear this scent, I hear that I smell irresistible!

This scent feels like a hug.

The first impression: A fireplace room, dark wooden floors, a crumpled leather sofa, a smoky whiskey on the table. It is cozy, even a bit sexy but also somewhat rough. As you get closer to the whiskey glass, the vanilla comes in and wraps around you. Despite the distinct cinnamon note, the scent does not become Christmas-like or candy-sticky.
It is very soft yet has depth. And to my delight, the oud neither hides away nor takes center stage.
I only wish for a slightly better longevity so that the dream of the fireplace room lingers a bit longer.

A very successful, multi-layered composition with favorite scent potential.

"How do you find it?" I asked my best friend shortly after spraying it. And she sniffed and sniffed and smelled... nothing. While I perceived it so clearly, she couldn't smell the non-perfume.
There it is on my forearm, the woody, slightly synthetic note. Nothing exciting, nothing loud. But still something different from my skin itself. Throughout the day, I caught whiffs of the woody scent again and again. It is definitely a fragrance, but one that I wear only for myself. Because others simply do not perceive it on me. That's just how it is sometimes, with the molecules.
Would I buy it in full size? Probably not. Is it interesting? Certainly. But overall, I just prefer it a bit louder.

So delicious that you want to take a bite. The lemon peel smells, immediately after spraying, primarily of baking aroma. But gradually the rest joins in, just like with cake batter. The praline note wraps itself around the lemon. The cream is not overly lactonic, not a hint of mustiness. When you add the vanilla, it all becomes a wonderfully delicious fragrance. You can almost taste this lemon-glazed pound cake, fluffy, sweet, light. A feeling of nostalgia and home sets in.

A lovely gourmand treasure, although rather close to the skin and subtle.

At the first spray, the bergamot just flits by, while the orange hits almost bitterly. The combination with anise evokes memories.. the first hint of mulled wine appears. The almost synthetic almond note comes around the corner more like Amaretto, which only strengthens that impression. Ylang who? Not found. But the vanilla joins in warmly.
The musk note and the tolu balsam hardly stand a chance against it, but they try. After many hours at the Christmas market, a bit of creaminess finally emerges.
But by then, I was already too saturated with the scent.