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The Ultra Sailor?
The story behind the fragrance:
A sailor of the JPG-LeMale has got lost in an unknown coastal region around Italy. He wanted to ask the inhabitants there for the right way. In doing so he stumbled on the local market place and fell into a box with fruits. Mainly bergamot and pear. But a box of valuable mint is also said to have been damaged.
The owner of the market stall wants compensation for the chaos he has caused.
Where can this fragrance best be classified? I have already discussed this with some of my esteemed fellow men. Because this sailor did not want to make it easy for me. At the first encounter I felt a little like with Eros Flame, for example. At first I'm not used to the scent, it seems to be a bit too much of a good thing and my nose is blinded. The transition from head to heart is interesting, but somehow unpolished. Maybe it's supposed to be that way. The ultra-male sailor. Soft shell, hard core?
More like this: Newfangled shell, old-fashioned kernel.
The first time I wore it I had it on for about two hours. There is nothing more with pear, lavender and the bergamot. There are dry spicy tones. They are also well chosen. I think I can perceive the cumin well. I like that. But my acquaintance told me that day that I applied the Hugo Boss Number One. Or a related classic EDT. The next guess would be ala Ted Lapidus Pour Homme. I wondered how that could be
So at home I even used my older fragrances. And in parallel the Ultra sailors in the visor taken
Ultra Mâle. Then there was this phenomenon. The spray blast is really powerful. Fruity. Sweet. Just a splash of Ultra. It's way above the other comparable scents. Cheeky, solid and just modern
However, it then comes after about ten to fifteen minutes. What I could not quite understand at first. I already suspected that the transition from opening to drydown was somehow harsh. From a conceptual point of view, it seems to be intentional. Was similar with some of the earlier EDTs. Well, nothing can be done now. The top notes cover the main scent completely, but they create false hopes. Because when the mixture of pear, bergamot, mint and lavender - light sweet chewing gum - disappears into the background, things like sage, cinnamon or cumin just don't make sense. The three components in themselves fit together. But the transition. From modern and sparkling to old-fashioned EDT.
What did my friend say? "From Bugati at 300 miles an hour on the open highway to old-fashioned Bentley at 90 miles an hour tops." Or even better than just breaking the sound barrier and then, as if frozen in time, nothing happens for a while before an old biplane takes off towards the landing approach.
This is what this one feels like. In the heart and in the base, the fragrance is simply structured like the classics. Not just the structure itself. No. The composition. I can put Ted Lapidus Pour Homme or Versace L'homme next to it.
In this sense, Le Mâle Ultra is not bad. To create a fragrance that flatters the classics under modern aspects/regulations. The composer has done a very good job of that.
But the headlines go in a completely different direction. Ultra Mâle is simply reminiscent of Versace Eros, because of the mint and citrus notes. Or even Homme Intense by Dior, because of the pear-lavender marriage. And the pear is really well received here. A bit like a candied pear, even. I like that
However, this does not go so well with the heart notes. Pear and bergamot and mint which then turn into caraway, cinnamon and sage. This creates a strange smell on my skin for a short time. I wonder if this could be the Dixie toilet scent that someone has so nicely hinted at? It lacks the necessary finesse here. The head notes and the heart notes are fighting on my skin. It's not a very nice contest. When the heart notes take over, the scent becomes very pleasant again. Classic. Simply ideal and almost nice and cosy
And then he also has slight endurance problems. After testing other EDTs, my expectations of this one were extremely high. Eau De Toiltet Intense! I confess: too high! Enclosed, the composition of Le Mâle Ultra has to compete with another scent. That's how I am. Versaces Eros Flame
I simply draw the comparison, because the one from JPG simply reminded me of the Flame. Quite at the beginning after the first application.
And there is no way around saying that Flame makes the sailor look like a confused light sailor. Flame; there the top notes flow smoothly into the core of the perfume. From the fruity opening to the spicy heart. This works just great.
In comparison, our poor stress-ridden sailor.
A cozy one, actually. But first the fruit paste has to be wiped off, then the owner of the stand has to be compensated for the damage.
Somehow something came together that didn't have to be. It's not all bad in itself. Only the course of events is completely wrong at first.
The connection with Ultra Modern with Classic. I see or smell what the composer of this perfume must have had in mind. I love the idea. I wear this fragrance too. Maybe my brain will switch over at some point. But so far I have to say that the transition still makes it difficult for me. I love this "blast" that comes my way. I also like the spicy heart component. The woody base. But the abrupt stop that just hits. From jet plane to racehorse. Everything has its class and its place
With Le Mâle Ultra you have tried to be everywhere at once. To do several things at the same time. With his head, this sailor is everywhere, but not at the actual thing. That might work in the film. Unfortunately. Because the idea here is really well-meant. I can only emphasize it again.
Now the sailor has to clean up the fruit stand, give his captain a good explanation and then scrub the deck. What a day.