Portraits - Roaring Radcliff (2017)

Portraits - Roaring Radcliff by Penhaligon's
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Portraits - Roaring Radcliff is a popular perfume by Penhaligon's for men and was released in 2017. The scent is spicy-sweet. The longevity is above-average. It is being marketed by Puig.

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Daphné Bugey

Fragrance Notes

Top Notes Top NotesRum
Heart Notes Heart NotesTobacco
Base Notes Base NotesGingerbread



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Submitted by Michael, last update on 21.01.2020.

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This fragrance won the Fragrance Foundation Award 2018 in the Perfume Extraordinaire category.
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A song for autumn that tells of winter
"I always liked simple songs" (John Lennon)
Similar to scents, music seems to be able to engage directly in emotions. The more complex tonal compositions often only leave a lasting impression in the aftermath when everything has come together, sometimes it takes several attempts to learn to love them. Simple songs, on the other hand, often address the listener's feelings more directly. John Lennon was certainly a prime example of the fact that both can come from the pen of a composer.
Penhaligon's Roaring Radcliff is a simple song. In contrast to complex fireworks of ingredients and fragrances such as "Halfeti", he uses only three ingredients: Rum, tobacco and spices. And that works very well. First of all there is a dark, almost syrupy sweetness, which reminds of beeswax candles, only that they were covered with a hint of warm vanilla and viscous cinnamon chocolate. The other ingredients are also easy to perceive from the start, the rum produces dark red depth, the vanilla could also be in the rather lighter pipe tobacco. The whole thing is enormously round and balanced. Radcliff is a quiet song, a gourmand who creates a memory that doesn't exist yet, a song you unconsciously hum after hearing it only once, because it makes you feel calm, good, balanced. A song for the cool autumn that tells the story of winter and transports warmth.
A great development is not taking place. In the nine to twelve hour shelf life, only a continuous, seemingly infinite fadeout takes place. In general, the development is reminiscent of the 12-piano final chord of "A Day in the Life", a chord with a very long reverberation, always with a moderate, rather tight sillage. Radcliff" is a song without painful men's pain, without unhappy love or heartbreaking loss, simply an extremely delicious unisex scent for cooler days.
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Loud in summer, shy in winter
Short review (no perfume-typical poetry!) of a fan of this perfume, who has been using the fragrance for half a year:

In summer, the fragrance seems to reach its full potential. Here the Sillage is the best I have ever experienced! None of my Amouage can get it, not even the Acqua di Parma Oud.
BUT: The scent doesn't develop a bit! The 3 notes remain for hours, do not alternate in their intensity or the like. Ok, a self-confident man is finally 24h self-confident and does not change, right?!

In winter, however, the Sillage collapses strongly! Strong in the first hour, then clearly cooler, more reserved, more shy. The difference to the unfolding in summer is immense!

Durability always excellent, but the Sillage is really weather dependent.
Almost stopped using the scent in winter. I'd rather save it for the warmer days. A real Sunnyboy just that Redclif...
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The illegitimate son and bon vivant
In the test of Penhaligon's portrait series I have now arrived at the illegitimate son of Lord George, who lives a life without compromise in the English aristocracy without the burden of a title.
Only three scents, but these describe a man of life who takes everything with him here and now.
Actually, I am not a friend of gourmands, but the Radcliff brings me a tobacco note that I would like to try as a passionate pipe smoker. Not in a Bruyere pipe, because there's nothing woody about it. Here I would reach for the meerschaum pipe. Nothing influences the tobacco aroma, only tobacco refined with a rum note.
And I like good rum. Not in cola (maximum in Long Island Icetea), but good rum that is decades old and always tastes good with a pipe. In this respect, the Radcliff addresses notes that I like to have around me. I like gingerbread too, but I'm not a sweet tooth. Chocolate is only interesting for me from a cocoa content of 70%.
The character of the extroverted Radcliff is very well implemented, with few scents. For me a man who lives and enjoys, who doesn't care or have to worry much. Roaring is not the Radcliff, on the cap the lion head does not tear open the mouth either. Possibly he growls or enjoys purring.
I see the scent on real men with strong personality. It's not for introverts or men who love anonymity. Because with the fragrance you are there immediately and you have to have the self-confidence to wear it. Rather to wear in the evening and in the salon, while switching off with friends, without having to fool anyone, in the here and now.
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I'm on a big game hunt!
My grandfather was a pipe smoker. As a child I found it very interesting how he cleaned out his pipe, stuffed and lit it and how he could form curls of smoke.
My grandfather was a difficult person - others say. To me he was my grandfather, who I teased, who stood there with an open mouth because of my sometimes rebellious remarks and whom I loved.
Simply loved, as it should be.
He was a nagging pipe-smoking grandfather - with the best tobacco in the world.
There was not only smoke, there was always a juicy fruity note, those were densely woven aromas that came out of the pipe. His pipe had a wonderful light orange tone in the smooth bowl, looked beautiful.

When we were in London in Penhaligons, I walked through the shop wounded in love by Clara and Halfeti, my dear husband tested the wheel cut. Even before he came up to me with his arm outstretched, my grandfather stood in the shop grinning, looking down at me with his pipe in his mouth.
So of course not in persona, otherwise I would not have stood there calmly any more! No Radcliff conjured up my grandfather's picture and my nose was nailed up where the spray hit my husband's skin.
The way I knew I needed the Clara, I knew the Radcliff had to go home to my husband, he just didn't know it.
No, he didn't want to take him, it would be too expensive and we left the store.
You and I haven't forgotten the Radcliff.
At ALZD I ordered him a small sample because I had to order something anyway. He was as happy as a child in December to have new moonboats and can't wait until it finally snows. My almost 1.90 cm tall man pressed me to his wide chest (I am a miracle stallion of 1.64) and held me tightly - because of a test. A rehearsal!
He cherished the sprayer. I wouldn't have been surprised if one day I had come into the bathroom in the morning and Mini-Radcliff had a throne on the packaging of the ear sticks or something else, illuminated by LED spotlights in our bathroom cabinet!
My husband loves his scents very much - but he is too..... economical to buy such an expensive fragrance.
But I, I was hunting, kept my eyes open, looked around here and there, picked up tracks, made notes where he had been seen and mentally polished the shotgun, so actually the account to be prepared... good preparation is everything anyway.
And so it happened when he breathed a little louder in the bed next to me that I could not sleep.
Since I still had something to do in the bay anyway, I made myself a tea, sat down in the kitchen with my laptop and while the inhabitants blissfully slept I surfed through the bay.
When I entered the wheel cut in the search bar, more a reflex than a well thought-out thought, a bid was displayed. Freshly adjusted, a few hours ago.
Rifle loaded and secured! And with my mouth open, I read the offer. Adrenaline pumping through my body! This supplier got the Radcliff as a present, had sprayed it once, and he simply did not agree to it. He had agreed with the donor to be allowed to sell the fragrance and from the proceeds the children should receive a small additional Christmas present, it was the beginning of December.
For not even half of the EIA there was the wheel cut, almost all cartridges fell out of my belt or my eyes out of my head!
The sales text was written so nicely, one had the receipt as proof of origin, from first-class attitude, condition very well and I, I made myself ready for the hunt. I put on the cuddly socks, made myself comfortable, took an upright position on the chair and fired the final shot - in the middle of the night, alone in the kitchen. But I'll hunt on my own, in peace.

Roaring Radcliff is not a complex extraordinary fragrance, that may be.
But this fine aromatic tobacco note, together with the alcohol, the gingerbread and the fruits (but they are in there) make the scent on my husband's skin a loving experience.
No one else could smell so wonderfully warm and familiar with the wheel cut, I just put this claim up like that, trohning on my high seat, the cuddly socks on my feet and the rifle at foot!
The Radcliff now stands next to the Clara, looking good together, the two.

PS: for this comment no animals were injured, big game hunter honor word!
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Roaring Radcliff. By Ken Loach
Whenever Radcliff had picked up his prop, he would go straight to the next Tesco. There he bought four boxes of rum aroma, 3 bottles of vanillin, two pounds of sugar and the cheapest gin and bought an unbearably ambrox-heavy aftershave for £ 2.99 from Boots next door. At home, in his filthy one-room-hole, he mixed everything in an old bucket and began to sing old military songs, fogged by the rising smell. Finally, he put on the worn polyester smoking jacket he had bought from Marks & Sparks years ago. Then he poured the contents of the bucket over his head and body and caught, snorting and wagging his arms, marching through the room, chanting, at some point screaming: I AM THE RIGHT LORD RADCLIFF, I AM THE RIGHT LORD RADCLIFF. As always, the neighbours knocked first, then the police and finally an ambulance came. It would probably be a couple of days back in psychiatric. They already knew "Roaring Radcliff" there well.
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Cym 13 months ago
If you want to smell like gingerbread, this is the perfume for you. On me the rum and tobacco notes are subtle and gingerbread looms large.+2

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