Wundertuete

I just have to admit it to myself: It overwhelms me, it's too complicated for me in its own way. I have now bought the second bottle of this fragrance and after what feels like 50 attempts, I still can't say what it smells like
and whether I like it. It's cannabis at best, green bananas, as mentioned in various comments, is more like it. Incidentally, I also find the top note the most pleasant in this fragrance. Hops, but not bitter but sweet! That best describes this top note. The longevity is phenomenal, atomic, interstellar. It leaves nothing to be desired. And the sillage is present at all times, over 12 or even 14 hours or even longer, but never overwhelming or exuberant. It is always changing, sometimes sweetish, sometimes herbaceous, sometimes resinous, sometimes banana-like.

I would find it even better if I could categorize it. Unfortunately, however, I can't. So this, one of the most complicated fragrances I know with the best price/performance ratio, will not find a permanent place in my collection. It's not because of him. It has all the advantages. It's actually perfect. It's just me. I am not up to it.

More chypre than metal. An astral flicker in a milky, cloudy mist, anything but boring. Sometimes you are too little for me, sometimes too much, and strangely enough, this is largely independent of the dosage. But you never leave me indifferent. And sometimes you're just right. On days like today, when I haven't got too much or too little of it, the top note is beautiful from the very first second, iris buzzes and flirts and wanders around and has a somehow fruity pepper in its company. At this point, this is the closest I get to a metallic impression. And after three to four hours, a wonderful suede is added. And this lingers for hours.

How can I place it? So difficult! Not a natural fragrance, not a synthetic bomb, not a top note dazzler, quite the opposite, one that starts off great and becomes even more beautiful as the hours go by. And yet it doesn't demand non-stop attention. A definitely unisex or genderfluid, superficially nostalgic and at the same time post/hypermodern chypre with restless molecules under the surface, a radioactive decay product that shimmers mysteriously bluish in the dark.

As far as I can tell, it easily lasts ten hours on my skin with a normal/moderate/workplace-compatible dosage (two to three sprays), but the sillage is not excessive. Due to the ambroxan, however, I could be wrong about this. Metal Chypré would not be my first choice in midsummer heat, but otherwise it seems to work well at home, at work and especially on days that require concentration and focus, when I face the world in a friendly but somewhat distant manner.

In the course of my perfumery endeavors, some preferences and special interests have come and gone. Iris fragrances are currently very popular with me, chypre compositions always interest me and leather often scores highly too. And lo and behold: in my collection, this one is by far the most frequently used iris fragrance at the moment.