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Last summer, when you could still test fragrances to some extent in perfumeries despite MNS, I was neither on the hunt nor on the lookout, but was strolling past the shelves when a voice asked me from behind in this wonderful little perfumery in Regensburg if I was looking for something in particular. "A fragrance that suits me!" was my freely improvised answer. Not ten seconds later, I had the first test strip under my nose. There I was in my worn-out Adidas sambas, baggy jeans, and washed-out Iron Maiden tour shirt, wondering how, with my fragmentary knowledge of French, I was supposed to reconcile "Beau de Jour" with my question.
Let me put it this way: I am not a Tom Ford fan boy. Rightfully so, "Grey Vetiver" and "For Men" are in my collection, but other than that? I admit, these 15 meters long glossy counter in the flagship stores with their scarce 438 different flacons make already what and are also regularly walked off by me, but it never comes to the purchase. On the one hand, the price-performance ratio does not convince me so at all, on the other hand, annoy me the flacons with these absolutely cheap plastic plugs, which just do not want to sit, so right - for such a thing I do not spend a cent.
But here I have with "Beau de Jour" suddenly a simple glass cylinder with fine fluting in the hand, on which a silver plaque emblazoned, above a solid silver Knöpke with ebensolcher fluting, which also closes after a perfect fit and does not wiggle like a lamb's tail. The pale yellow liquid also gives it a classic, classy appearance. The certainly looks good next to "Grey Vetiver", I think to myself so.
"Classic" is then also the first thought, as I do after the first sniff. There is first of all nothing but lavender, but of the restrained, dry variety, which do not immediately think of Aunt Elfriede or lavender pillows. There are quickly more green Mediterranean touches, there are dry herbs, there is oak moss and a very restrained and soft patchouli.
"Beau de Jour" is a very classic men's fragrance from a long-forgotten time, which immediately brings back memories of fragrances that you used to smell so often, fragrances that you used to have in your collection, fragrances that have long since been discontinued by the big chains and for the most part have either been reformulated beyond recognition or, sadly, have long since been discontinued.
Still, I can dispel any question, this scent doesn't smell like yesterday: no hint of mothballs or granny's bank advisor with the scuffed leather elbow pads on his jacket. No, "Beau de Jour" smells clearly classic, but not stale. The peaks that would make the Lavedel smell sharp have been toned down. The soapy notes that make up any classic aftershave are still there too, but they don't intrude. As a result, you feel like you're wrapped in a soft cloak that holds you securely and tightly. Although some of the radiation and durability has been lost, but "Beau de Jour" is still quite expressive and also remains significantly longer differentiated perceptible than many modern fragrances.
What can I say "Beau de Jour" looks good next to my "Grey Vetiver." And when I wear "Beau de Jour," I once again trade in my black band shirts for a plaid shirt. Even if no one sees it currently because of Lockdown and home office. But I'm still a small-checkered accountant, so the outfit should match the fragrance.