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... smells like skin and hair, unscented and yet not "unwashed"
Now it so happens that I can't quite free myself from morbid curiosity and interest in scandalous things either.... i've been reading reviews about animal scents and whatnot for the past few weeks... curious, but with the assumption that the stuff probably wouldn't appeal to me.... There was often talk of fecal notes - nope, doesn't have to be. And this much described bodily fluid simulant I really DON'T WANT to know.
Well, and then there is probably also the from 18 department under the niche fragrances.... and somewhere located there is my delicate blossoming affinity for musk fragrances. Not the clean-white, but those that combine with the wearer to a skin accord.
So, much of read, now I want to know it: have ordered with the 3 fragrances of Marlou to test.
Already when opening the tiny bottle I'm amazed: it smells rather sweet.
The opening is sweetly inviting, through cumin there is actually something like a transpirant note, though not a spicy, pungent sweat note, but more like the scent of skin and hair, unscented yet not unwashed.
Rather like someone you are very fond of, who has slept, just woken up and still has his bed warmth on him.
Maybe like "family just got up." Warm, homey, comforting. Or like walking into a familiar old house where you feel protected and safe,
like your loved one's worn T-shirt that you secretly keep.
I can't say much about the notes because I'm not familiar with the different animalic scents. A bit I can make out cumin, but also the incense, overall I agree with the reviewers here who describe Ambilux as a second skin - but this is not unkempt or like several days unwashed (as Mr. UntermWert first perceived the fragrance and what he felt repulsed by), but humanizing, while clean, but just unscented.
In minimal doses on me, I experience the scent/smell neither dirty, nor do I associate it with excretions of any color or wild orgies.
What began as morbid curiosity I can now describe as happily disappointing: I'm surprised at how pleasant I find Ambilux, and what a comfortingly familiar feeling it elicits.
Others may find him sexy (for my sake, may well if he were involved in an appropriate situation), but that's secondary to me at this point.
Nonetheless, if I imagine what a fragrance would be like that wasn't immediately recognizable as a perfume, but that picked up on people's primal instincts and captivated them, just as Grenouille eventually created it in Süsskind's work, I think it would come pretty close to Ambilux.
And by that I don't mean that the scent smells like dead people, but of what makes people tick, what connects them, what makes them feel good. That includes eroticism, but does not force it.
Wow. Since I have me quasi curious and inexperienced the supposed boss among the animalic fragrances selected for testing, and then comes there so a cuddler therefore. ;-)