N.B. After submitting this review I felt it necessary to add this little apologia. That’s because more of the review seems devoted to Bvlgari men’s fragrances generally than to Bvlgari pour Homme Soir specifically. If, for that reason, you don’t find the review helpful, please forgive me.
My initial experience with the pour Homme line of fragrances -pour Homme original and Extreme- was not at all happy. The combination of top notes, galbanum and coriander, results in an accord that is harsh, unpleasant and suprisingly long lasting. In the case of pour Homme Extreme, it’s just, well, too extreme! If your experience is anything like mine then the galbanum/coriander accord will hit your nose like freshly chopped celery. While I like crisp, green essences, I’d rather not spend my waking hours smelling like mirepoix.
Bvlgari pour Homme Soir, on the other hand, has just enough sweetness from bergamot, tea and amber to make it more suited to my personality. I’m still not a huge fan of the fragrance -I’ll never own a bottle- but to my nose it’s a more elegant composition than its brethren. If you generally like the pour Homme line but, like me, can’t get past the celery accord, then pour Homme Soire, might prove to be a solution.
A final word about pour Homme Soir. Amazingly, one can smell its relationship to a wide range of Bvlgari fragrances; masculine and feminine. My wife has a large wardrobe of Bvlgari perfumes so in pour Homme Soir I was able to pick up on characteristics of Omnia, the Jasmin and The series and even my own guilty pleasure... gulp... Aqua. Anyway, I like that sense of unity and identity through the line. Unfortunately, this recognition also makes it painfully clear that Bvlgari’s feminine fragrances are superior to its masculine offerings. I wish Bvlgari would imbue it men's line with the same level of grace and elegance.