Wombatkönig

One thing up front: if you're looking for a detailed scent analysis here, you'd better skip straight to the next comment. I can only offer a narrative, what I associate with TSAR:

It all started when I took on the task of getting a perfume for my grandfather's birthday. So I went - at that time unaware that there is also something beyond the designer segment - in a local perfumery, which is known for always having favorable special offers. Once there, I described my desire, whereupon the friendly salesman unerringly informed me that he had "exactly the right thing" for me. So I bought the fragrance blindly, because the store is indeed cheap but also has no testing facilities.
At home I was annoyed then for the first time: On the Internet there was the fragrance at the same price, the hoped-for bargain I have not made so already times.

When the day of honor had come, the fragrance - of course beautifully packaged - was solemnly presented and immediately unpacked again and sprayed on.
Here followed for me disappointment two and three, because on the one hand, my youthful "I" did not like the boring green bottle and also the fragrance I had expected me differently. Yes, at that moment I immediately understood why the salesman had immediately grabbed the fragrance at the words "for my grandpa". Of course not knowing that my grandpa (as well as me) liked rather sweet scents (Le Male was his favorite), SO THAT'S WHAT I actually wanted. But that could not know the poor salesman of course.....Well actually he could have already asked what kind of fragrance I'm looking for and not after my first half-sentence and the word "grandpa" arrogantly triumphant to a probably "old people fragrance" in his eyes have to grab.

But that is in retrospect of course also no matter, because who must like the fragrance? Right not me, but the recipient!
If the gentle reader has now made it this far and now expects an answer, I have to disappoint a bit: Of course, my grandfather said that he liked the fragrance very much. But who ever says to a gift that they don't like it? My grandpa would never have said he didn't like anything I - his only grandson - picked out. And I'm also absolutely convinced that just the fact that I picked something out for him made him actually like it and not just say it.
Another factor, because of which I can't tell if he objectively liked the scent, was that my grandpa smelled or tasted almost nothing at that point. But that didn't stop him from applying ten times the amount for it. (Grandma, I feel for you right now!)
In any case, my grandpa managed to use up a good 1/3 of the 100ml in his last month of life, although he won't have felt like wearing perfume every day either.

The bottle subsequently went back to me along with the rest of his "collection" (which was not exactly large, since no bottle lasted long in his consumption).

So one day I have applied the fragrance - despite my reservations - according to the motto "then I consume it just". I was riding in the car together with a friend that day. "What do you smell like?" he soon asked me. Secretly, I was somewhat pleased, as I was obviously good at "smelling" us otherwise almost never reaps any response for my perfume endeavors, which were still quite fledgling at the time. The hope smoldered in me that TSAR would at least be well received in my environment, if I didn't find it that great myself. So I fast forwarded the brand, name, and origin. "Haha it smells like that too, kinda stale.... Grandfather's Delight would be a better name....haha." Yeah haha. Too bad. Rejoiced too soon.
I kept TSAR in my collection for another half year for sure and tried it a few more times. But the spark has never jumped over and why should I then wear a fragrance that neither I nor anyone else in my environment like?

The fragrance went on to my father, who is a bit more frugal when it comes to fragrances. He has worn TSAR a few times, each time well smellable (H / S are thus already times fully In order!) and each time complimented by me with "Oh you wear again Grandfather's Delight". A fan is my father in any case also not become and also the filling level is the goal "finally used up" not a bit closer.

Since in the meantime apparently the production was stopped we have recently decided to let TSAR move on, to someone who hopefully really likes the fragrance.

My conclusion on TSAR should therefore be unsurprising:
Do I like it? Honestly, no. Is he therefore bad? It certainly doesn't!
The scent itself is exactly what it says above-spicy green and fresh.
With bad words for me just a little old-fashioned. - Or put positively: Vintage!

Something stylish has TSAR in any case, my association, in any case, is a well-dressed gentleman from a bygone era.

I hope I have with my remarks no one the fragrance spoiled or pushed into an "old man fragrance" corner. There are certainly wearers of all ages and that's a good thing! Keep up the good work!

My first comment and that of all things to Creed's Silver Mountain Water, which actually does not fit into my scheme. Because - so much in advance - it was not love at first smell. Nevertheless, SMW is exactly the right fragrance for my first comment. Because he symbolizes the beginning of my journey on the I rediscover the world of fragrances....

I've never been a fan of fresh scents. Arbitrary, same, unspectacular were for me until some time ago all fragrances that go in the fresh direction.
Sweet fragrances, yes that's what I've always liked. So for a long time Givenchy's Pi was my favorite (I can imagine how the average parfumo just turns up his nose) and even now my favorites are mainly in the sweet direction.
In autumn and winter such preferences are no problem. It is more tricky in the summer. But even here I have unerringly to fragrances with residual sweetness as to "Acqua di Parma - Fico di Amalfi", parts of the Luna Rossa series or - to my shame - also rather cheap fresh-sweet / fruity representatives grabbed. The main thing a touch of sweetness was just in the soup.
So you could say I was an olfactory Flat-Earther...

So with that attitude, I met up with my fragrance buddies in the late summer of 2020 (yes, that's when it was just allowed) for a round of tastings. It was "Creed" on the program. Although I knew the house before for more than Aventus (which in incidentally - who's surprised - quite good but also not really spectacular find). I have to admit that before each rehearsal I secretly thought to myself: "hopefully one will come for me now! Please, please finally a cutie!", only to be disappointed once in a while. We had about 20 men's creeds there as rehearsals. Somewhere there was also SMW, but I only remembered it because of the praising words of my joy. The fragrance seemed to me then as banal and interchangeable as all the other samples that evening.
To the smiles of my fellow testers, I of course liked Virgin Island Father (Yeah, sweet coconut!) the best. At least we could still agree that my second choice, Original Santal, was a pretty good scent.
Overall, it was a very interesting but challenging evening, as it took a lot out of me to hide my ignorance at the time.

Rather by chance and still the praises of my fellow testers in the back of my mind I then bought a short time later (because of the low price) a bottling SMW.
Arrived. Sprayed on. Been disappointed. Yes, he smells exactly as I remember: fresh arbitrary. I do not need. The money I would have times better saved.

Autumn was here, the winter at the door. So my favorite perfume season has begun: Sweet is officially daily wearable!
Funny enough, on the few days I do have to go into the office at the moment, I opt for the not-so-sweet and rather fresh cleaners among my bottles. The fear of leaving a bad impression with a sweet fragrance is simply too great. So one day I picked up SMW. And what can I say: I actually felt good and enjoyed the fragrance around me.

And so I caught myself in the subsequent period repeatedly (just after days on which I tested a sweet that I did not really like) also at home with the desire to smell fresh combined with the reach for my SMW filling. The first two times I didn't think much of it, the third time I started to talk positively about the scent in my environment. And SMW also pleased my fellow men. In the meantime I simply realized that SMW is a damn good fragrance and I really like it. I now understand what my fellow testers at the time liked so much:

SMW is like a mountain stream: clear, natural, and in balance.
No masculine shower gel notes. No "here I come." Discreet and yet present.

SMW radiates on me an almost magical elegance. An understatement without losing its own claim. Not loud, but the quality simply speaks for itself.

It is somewhat difficult for me to put my impressions of the smell itself in words: Definitely citrusy, unsweet but warm, perhaps minimally bitter without being unpleasant. Wearable at any time of day and year.
I feel comfortable with it. Clean, pure and also self-confident.

I now see a whole new, much bigger world of fragrances ahead of me. True, I still tend to like sweet fragrances the best. But I now understand that:

1. A fragrance does not have to be sweet to please me.
2. more importantly, a fragrance doesn't necessarily have to please me (immediately) to be a good fragrance.

With these insights, I look forward to an exciting journey in a globe-trotting world of fragrance!