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Imitation Woman Amouage 2018

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7.4 / 10 178 Ratings

Imitation Woman is a perfume by Amouage for women and was released in 2018. The scent is floral-fruity. Projection and longevity are above-average. It is being marketed by Sabco Group / Oman Perfumery.
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Main accords

Floral

Fruity

Sweet

Spicy

Green

Fragrance Pyramid

Top Notes

Jasmine

Orange blossom

Rose

Ylang-ylang

Heart Notes

Blackcurrant bud

Aldehydes

Liquorice

Base Notes

Sandalwood

Frankincense

Patchouli

Perfumer

Pierre Negrin

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Ratings

Scent

7.4178 Ratings

Longevity

8.5155 Ratings

Sillage

8.1156 Ratings

Bottle

8.8159 Ratings

Value for money

7.361 Ratings

Submitted by Amourage, last update on 15.03.2024.

Interesting Facts

The fragrance is part of the "Main" collection.

Reviews

3 in-depth fragrance descriptions

01/05/2021

8
Pricing 10
Bottle 10
Sillage 10
Longevity 10
Scent

Juliyy
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Juliyy

Less helpful Review 5

Love at second sight

It was not a love at a first sight. At first it was a cacophony of different smells for me. Later, I liked the scent on the clothes. And now I like it so much on me, my number 1. Just give it a chance.

12/16/2018

9
Bottle 7
Sillage 7
Longevity 10
Scent

Shahar
4 Reviews

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Shahar

Top Review 46

"The laws of imitation"

The English word 'imitation' is ambiguous, beyond that inaccurate. It is not to be equated with 'imitation' i.S.v. 'fake', it can also be called 'imitation' or 'following'.
So Amouage covers herself with this name, mysterious. And above all he thought about whether the word itself had a nice sound (which was not so successful with 'Bräkkn', 'Müffs' or 'Fikmänt').
The concept of the fragrance once again follows completely independent paths; somehow Amouage's corporate philosophy is not in the mood for corporate philosophy: neither do the perfumes have to be oriental or show their geographical origin, nor do they have a consistent signature or motto. Although "Lilac Love" and "Love Tuberose" are based on the impression of complacency, since "Beach Hut", "Bracken" and the unspeakable "Myths" we know that creative perfumers can just let their hair down. There's no other way to explain this!
If the last six Amouage perfumes are juxtaposed, it almost borders on foolishness, which Amouage takes the liberty of doing.
As a disdainful business economist, I find that strategically very courageous and positive. But in the nature of most humans it lies also not to find so much change well and to oil around that the "new" Amouages are not at all "correct" Amouages.
For people like me, this is a stroke of luck - none of the "old" ones would ever have managed to land with me.
That's exactly why I ordered a bottle from IMITATION: the grotesque rating of 6.7 seemed to me to offer the greatest potential for surprise.
I already have a 'number-sure-compliment-hasher-smell' for people who don't want to step on anyone's toes: the LILAC LOVE. It's so mass compatible, I'm always a little ashamed to wear it.
IMITATION is certainly not mass compatible! Imitation has nothing to do with 'fake' - I haven't smelled anything like it yet. He also doesn't shock like "Myths" or the torched Indian beach hut and he isn't as brittle as "Bracken", yet he polarizes more than he should please.
Already with "Blossom Love" Amouage has shown that they are not afraid of cheap chewing gum notes. What is cheesy there is a sour-fruity chewy candy note at IMITATION. A very ambivalent note: on the one hand a natural black currant is still half green (berry, NO blossom!), on the other hand it has a touch of toilet stone: artificial, squeaky, inedible. The liquorice has partially fallen out of the Katjestüte.
The fragrance begins with the volume of a starting airplane: the 3 K chewy candy, toilet stone and Katjes, the heart notes dominate, none of the indicated top notes is perceptible. Maybe it contains rose, ylang, jasmine and orange blossoms - you don't know. Aldehydes give the whole thing a proletarian twist.
We have had a widespread party custom since our youth: you put several bags of sour apple rings in vodka, that's eaten. And if this is not eaten up, after 24 hours a uniform, poison-green, sweet-sour jelly has formed. There are people who are really wild about it and actually I was always convinced: if you like something like that, you're not completely dense.
Now the heart note in the Sillage is an exact copy of this jelly, which I find really horny and now the question: WHAT am I when I want to smell like that??
I don't find the given base notes either, the jelly note becomes more dark-fruity, adult and in a more noble way (=unproletenhaft) sweet, the toilet disappears and fruit flies can no longer be caught and killed with the scent.
The vanished head notes can now be guessed and save their reputation with tough longevity.
Whew. Let's start all over again I'll find the IRRE TOLL! But I am also one of those people who have no problem busting other people's balls. This may be falsifying my judgment here. Imitation is sheer odor nuisance and the opposite of sexy. (I thought so, but EVERY man questioned in the area hates the stuff)
Nevertheless, I think it would be great to take this smell of winter in a fully occupied bus with the windows closed. This will be a fitting revenge for all the stinking I've suffered. (the midsummer version already exists with Coeur de Desert).
Or wear it to the office for a week...
Or to force my husband to go through a romantic evening with me and this fragrance!
I'm sure I'll remember even more nasty things, I like IMITATION very much and his penetrance suits me. Imitation is young, cheeky, bitchy and impertinent. To wear it you need strong nerves, courage and a very elegant appearance (that covers the riotous effect).
And it's only for women. Absolute men's exclusion zone! Or to use the subtle words of my husband: "Don't spray the devil's stuff on me! I'm sure my balls will fall off!"
There's nothing like a romantic ending!

PS: When I have the bottle, I put it on one of my favourite books ("The Laws of Imitation" by Gabriel Tarde) and take a nice photo of them

06/01/2018

6
Sillage 9
Longevity 9
Scent

First
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Top Review 42

A hat game

I think everyone knows these little hat players who skilfully move small, hollow cones in public places, while the audience has to guess which cone the ball is under. The skilful cap-players are initially mostly using their tricks and let the crowd believe that guessing is quite easy, because the ball is often under the cap under which it was suspected. That's how you're tempted to play. But beware - as soon as you do that, the cap player uses his tricks and the ball is suddenly never there again, where you expected him to be almost certain.

Imitation Woman is a brilliant hat player who pulls out all the stops.

It starts with the fact that under the top note cone there are not the expected flowers listed in the pyramid, but an imposing blackcurrant bush and something musty that reminds me of the somewhat pungent smell of some composite flowers when one approaches them with one's nose very close. Uff, I thought spontaneously, this won't be another Amouage darling of mine. The currant is present in blossom, leaf and fruit at the same time and indeed the first time I notice that this smell of currant bushes is similar to liquorice. I find this interesting and am nevertheless glad that the liquorice tones remain in the background. Slowly and as if moved by a ghostly hand, the stink slowly moderates and I have a hunch of something floral.

The floral becomes stronger and after about 2 hours I smell a rich, intense scent of blossoms, which strangely enough I cannot assign to any specific flower. But one thing becomes clear: Here we have the heart note cone, under which the cap player skillfully conjured up the sumptuous bouquet of flowers described as the "top note". Now the scent begins to please me better and better. I attribute the fact that I didn't really know how to name the flowers in detail to aldehydes, which gently and radiantly lend class to the fragrance and a touch of the memory of elegant but cheerful women's perfumes of the 70s of the last century. Nevertheless, imitation does not look like a classic or even old-fashioned, because now, little by little, a honey sweetness is added, which was not yet found in fragrances at that time. Also there is still a rest of currant bush after, which gives it a certain astringency. The scents of those days didn't have that either. The aldehyde flower filling horn under the heart note cap gets a hint of cinnamon and I really like it. Already the cap player has completely confused me: Should I learn to love this scent so much that I would like to wear it more often?

Surprise! Surprise! The base note cap does not contain the expected either: instead of frankincense and sandalwood, tonka, some musk and more honey with cinnamon appear in my nose. The musk looks like the musk from the 70s, but not the variant that reminds of hairspray, but rather one with an echo of "Wild Love" by Nerval. It's one of the few musk notes I like all around. The mouldy one has completely disappeared and the currant bush is now barely noticeable, not to mention liquorice.
From time to time brilliant flowers flash out. Only as expected is a fine and discreet note of patchouli noticeable.

Almost 2 hours of stinky undertone next to impressive currant seems to me in view of well over 10 hours of dreamy, brilliant flowers and wonderfully soft honey-Tonka-Moschus-Cinnamon-Patchouli-Basis suddenly somehow meaningless.

All attention, this hat game has it in itself: You don't know anymore where the top note stands and whether the heart note is in the right place. After this skilful twist, to swap the two, one thinks, at least under the third little hat only the expected can be - but think!
Fascinating and dazzling like its bottle, this spell has gripped me now and I play again and again.

I don't thank Frlsmilla for sharing without issuing a warning: Beware, cap games can be addictive!