socked it to me!
North Americans of a certain age may remember a TV show called "Rowan and Martin's Laugh-In" on which an actress named Judy Carne would say "Sock it to Me!" and a giant boxing glove would come out of the wall and punch her. That's what I think of when I smell Boxeuses. The first time I tried it, I smelled a lovely soft vegetal leather. And then, 20 minutes later, the giant boxing glove came out of the wall and punched me in the snout. Boxeuses apparently contains the same cedar note as Lutens' Feminite du Bois and Cedre (among others), and that note makes me almost physically ill.
Was this a freak occurrence? I tried it again. Next time, it was a rooty, carroty leather with a hint of honeyed spice, a bit like SL Arabie, and quite pleasant. After two such different experiences, I saved the rest of my sample and tried it again today. This time, the giant boxing glove came shooting out of the wall and punched me in the face, HARD! I had to scrub it off and cover it with something else.
I'd love to know why I dearly love cedar in some scents, but almost get sick from the cedar used in a lot of Serge Lutens creations. It must not be the same aromachemical. If you like the Lutens Feminite du Bois or Cedre or the drydowns of Rousse or Chypre Rouge, though, Boxeuses might be just right for you.