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In the end, I understood the banker
I do love sweet-spicy lavender tonka scents, e.g. La Nuit de L'Homme. Since I also like pepper, testing this was only a matter of time. I am not yet familiar with F by Ferragamo pour Homme without Black.
One motif that has been critically discussed in the reviews here is an alleged Wall Street association. The fragrance starts for me, despite the apple, with a golden radiance, and I like it at first. Office? My first thought is more of an ambiance like in the "I don't always" meme, where one could enjoy rum and tobacco, without it being in the scent. The pepper comes quickly and lingers longer, as it is also listed as a heart note. A nice change to be tickled in the nose, and it’s not just the hyped glowing dust of a woody superamber. I’m not really into apple scents. YSL Y, Boss Bottled, don’t work for me. Here, however, there’s a subtle hint, which fits. The lavender is definitely present and wonderful, but since the pepper is very spicy, I can’t quite discern which part of the scent impression actually belongs to the lavender. Like a background color (the function, not the smell). Interestingly, the same applies to the tonka, always just there, not very tangible. I can faintly imagine coriander, but I wouldn’t have thought of it. I usually associate labdanum (-resin) with a dark, medicinal-animalistic aspect of honey, but this view doesn’t seem to be very widespread. I perceive something like that here too, and it makes the scent immediately more luscious. Upon closer inspection, though, this could become a bit too much of a good thing over time. And then there’s one more thing I’d better not think about too much. When I get really close, I perceive a fecal note. Not a big deal, I’ve smelled much stronger versions of this in rose scents, and most people don’t even seem to notice it consciously. It certainly contributes meaningfully to the overall impression. On the skin, it develops rounder than on paper. Even the next day, traces are still detectable, no wonder given the heaviness.
Overall impression:
F by Ferragamo pour Homme Black is for me like pepper-honey on an average lavender-tonka canvas. At first, I found it rather pleasant, with edges and corners. After longer contemplation, however, on one side it’s scratchy, cool, distant, while on the other side it’s clumsily buddy-like. The banker often cited by others here might actually identify with it. The scent is really not bad, I might even wear it someday, but it’s not a candidate for purchase.