Vanillin, citrus, perhaps lavender, citrus, amber, citrus, Iso E, citrus, a tad of something synthetically resinous, citrus, and a sort of heavily synthetic, and kind of clumsy floral accord. Topped with lemon. Citric-powdery-ambery, shortly. Distant echoes of some late 1980s-early 1990s masculine fragrances, the bad ones; the cheap, obscure, “forgotten for a reason” ones. On top of that, Momento has a pungent alcohol feel which is really annoying on skin (on mine, at least), and since it’s clumsily enhanced, amplified and reinforced by the mosquito-repellent citrus note and a Tauer-esque ambroxan base, it won’t go away for hours – a proper scrubber. No evolution, a vanillic-dusty citric blend stoutly staying there. After some hours I get some slight similarities with Tom Ford Noir EDT, with citrus. More than a proper fragrance this smells like a sort of pop collage of the worst of thirty years of masculine perfumery. Not completely unpleasant, but really a little pleasant; and if it’s creative, I am unable to get the creativity here. Especially for this price.