Or du sérail, somehow the name fits today, the 301st birthday of Mr. Casanova.
It has something to it, unisex but tending towards feminine, which doesn't stop you from wearing it as a man; I hadn't known this kind of "DNA" before in my humble world. Just a sample for now. As is often the case, you have to spray it on the skin to give it a final evaluation. The effect of the first two sprays on the paper strips made it extraordinary but also initially not for me; it seemed pungent. Okay, over time it became softer. The next day, a spray on the skin. Also pungent at first, though less so, but then it developed: first alcoholic, spicy, fruity, then warmer and sweet, creamy with a hint of tea. First alcohol and fruits were dominant, then indeed the "work" of busy little bees in the form of wax was added—honey isn't really my thing in fragrances—vanilla is also not usually for me but subtle here, wood, tobacco, and, as mentioned, tea. The last two prevent it from becoming obtrusively sweet. Quite harmonious, really not bad. She said, "it smells all the way over here now." I think, like "Bois d'Ascèse" by Naomi Goodsir, it's nice to have, although that one is smokier. Not a total dream, but very solid craftsmanship, as the layman put it.
