This is not a review.
I can't review this perfume, not really. It's been more than 30 years since last time I had a bottle. All I can say is that I could just sit and sniff my Maderas de Oriente for hours and hours, deeply inhaling it like a drug.
The sandalwood sticks floating around in the bottle gave it a certain magic.
I went through several bottles in my early youth and never grew tired of it.
Back then I used to go to Spain on holiday and I always bought it there. I remember they sold it everywhere, in every single tourist shop they had bottle after bottle lined up. It cost next to nothing. I mean, literally. It was SO dirt cheap.
I actually found it on ebay recently. At $325 for a bottle. It looks like I will keep living on memories. Maybe that's only for the better. Who knows, I might be disappointed with it. It has probably grown in my memory to these epic dimensions. Nevertheless, it is the only perfume in the world that is truly special to me. There are many I love, like, enjoy, but this was just The One.