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8.1 / 10 58 Ratings

A popular perfume by Hendley Perfumes for women and men. The release year is unknown. The scent is smoky-resinous. It is still in production.

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Main accords

Smoky

Resinous

Woody

Green

Earthy

Fragrance Notes

Smoked tea

Conifer resin

Galbanum

Nagarmotha

Vetiver

Oakmoss

Perfumer

Hans Hendley

Ratings

Scent

8.158 Ratings

Longevity

7.845 Ratings

Sillage

7.146 Ratings

Bottle

6.942 Ratings

Value for money

7.413 Ratings

Submitted by ExUser, last update on 24.04.2024.

Reviews

2 in-depth fragrance descriptions

08/20/2022

8
Pricing 8
Bottle 9
Sillage 9
Longevity 10
Scent

BobbyGee
220 Reviews

BobbyGee

3

Hendley Perfumes / Fume

The smell of a burnt and dying forest, where we stand on the border of this "spectacle" (with our backs to the living and growing trees), watching the trees, litter and moss die out. We feel warmth and wood smoke. Through this scent, we can hear the smells of the forest, especially trees, coniferous resins and moss. This impression of the chypres is enhanced by the combination of moss and vetiver. When it comes to perfumes similar in perception (but NOT THE SAME !!!) I associate Norne (Slumberhouse), A City on Fire (Imaginary Authors), Fille en Aiguilles (Serge Lutens). Thanks to the game of 2 visions of this forest - extinct, burnt and dying flora and this living, fresh, resin-wood-mixed scent, this fragrance is not a typically dark scent, there is brightness and life in it. Very good parameters - durability on my skin 6-8 hours, the projection is felt quite well.
I highly recommend

06/11/2020

7
Bottle 7
Sillage 7
Longevity 9
Scent

Floyd
290 Reviews

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Floyd

Top Review 41

Smoked tea with the spirit in the fir tree

For weeks I had been hiking under clouds in an attempt to create a serious encyclopedia of the sky above the Himalayas, when in the forests of the plateau I met the sweet Salabhanjika and was invited into one of her aged fir trees. Something of Old Building she breathed into my ear as ethereal vapours like waves of needles narcotically washed around me, numbing me, Eucalypse Now showed in Cinemascope. And wood smoke was there, clear, dark and dense, its origin remained inexplicable to me at first.
So I found myself in a room made of light green resin in the middle of a mighty conifer tree in the face of an old buck-footed Chinese man whom Salabhanjika casually introduced to me as her new one. He never speaks, she shouted to me in passing as she disappeared into the wall. The old man stroked through his very long goatee beard, shoved a cup of smoked tea over my table, smiled and read me like a book. Like a trance I dreamt of smoking fir trees, Lapsang Souchong between hissing needles, spinning in dense mists that gradually glowed greener and greener.
Every now and then, the buck-footed man sneered quietly, as if he was amused by my enthusiastic journey, lifted his palms after a few hours, let mosses grow on the round walls, smoking grasses now grew from the centre, from more balsamic earth of dark galbanum, which from then on determined the scents of the room, I stayed inside the tree for about six hours.
**
"Fume" convinces me with an exciting balance of ethereal needle resins and wood-smoky teen notes, which hardly noticeably change into smoky vetiver, which, in combination with earthy galbanum and oak moss, carries the bitter-green ethereal needles right into the base. The tree spirits sing a variation of great songs like "Forest" or "Norne" moderately to very closely.

(With thanks to ChopIsland)