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EARTH(nd)
Actually, I don't know why I haven't written this commentary for so long. Since I entered the niche fragrance world and smelled Fortis for the first time a few years ago in the Hamburg Hofparfumerie, this fragrance shaman is one of the most interesting and also the best fragrance experiences I have made so far.
I will refrain from referring to the existing resemblance to Black Afgano. This is present - at least in the top note. The same - or better: it is also similar in its beginnings, stercus and Babylon - in the top note or in the first perception. That alone would be enough to at least arouse my interest.
Fortis, however, is undoubtedly deeper, more serious and more demanding. And incredibly nuanced. And Fortis comes up with pretty much everything that can be described as "strong" or seems to be strong. The supertopic "earth" can be found in every facet.
Just like "earth" the words: earthy, balsamic-smoky, dark, mysterious, sacral, morbid and (in a conspicuous contrast) alive come to my mind. Alive, because besides all the darkness and crushing power of the earth aromas, it is precisely this power that subliminally and almost meditatively passes over to the senses of the wearer.
The top note is dominated by cumin and oudiger sweet. Saffron and incense then add something like chocolate marzipan. No sweet marzipan. Rather even bitter.
The fragrance wafts through all kinds of earthy nuances - from brown dirty and wet earth, trees and mouldy, musty forest soil to resins, wood and smouldering fire. Smoke and always on the dark side. Oud plays a role from the very beginning and constantly adds sweetness, so that the fragrance shines again and again in its darkness. Also Patchouli, pretty tough Patchouli arrives with me.
Also the musk I perceive for my part after a few hours very well. The Animalik or rather noble dirtiness fits here like ass on bucket.
Despite its really enormous fragrance strength, Fortis is not a loud fragrance. He is the veiled monk whose power penetrates from inside to outside. The shaman who smokes various woods, herbs and aromas on the ritual fire, the body smeared with earth and symbolized. It is the only standing and smouldering tree that has just been struck by lightning. The incense that wafts through the chapel in the most secluded monastery is rife with choral prayer chants tearing up the silence. It is the smell of nature, man and animal. Of religious and shamanic rituals.
Fortis is not just a scent that you just test or perceive. It demands attention and a moment of pause to comprehend it.
A good 4 to 5 years should have been my first test now, and I still stand by the fact that Fortis is not only extremely special but also one of the most interesting, complicated and undoubtedly best scents I have ever smelt and possessed
I will refrain from referring to the existing resemblance to Black Afgano. This is present - at least in the top note. The same - or better: it is also similar in its beginnings, stercus and Babylon - in the top note or in the first perception. That alone would be enough to at least arouse my interest.
Fortis, however, is undoubtedly deeper, more serious and more demanding. And incredibly nuanced. And Fortis comes up with pretty much everything that can be described as "strong" or seems to be strong. The supertopic "earth" can be found in every facet.
Just like "earth" the words: earthy, balsamic-smoky, dark, mysterious, sacral, morbid and (in a conspicuous contrast) alive come to my mind. Alive, because besides all the darkness and crushing power of the earth aromas, it is precisely this power that subliminally and almost meditatively passes over to the senses of the wearer.
The top note is dominated by cumin and oudiger sweet. Saffron and incense then add something like chocolate marzipan. No sweet marzipan. Rather even bitter.
The fragrance wafts through all kinds of earthy nuances - from brown dirty and wet earth, trees and mouldy, musty forest soil to resins, wood and smouldering fire. Smoke and always on the dark side. Oud plays a role from the very beginning and constantly adds sweetness, so that the fragrance shines again and again in its darkness. Also Patchouli, pretty tough Patchouli arrives with me.
Also the musk I perceive for my part after a few hours very well. The Animalik or rather noble dirtiness fits here like ass on bucket.
Despite its really enormous fragrance strength, Fortis is not a loud fragrance. He is the veiled monk whose power penetrates from inside to outside. The shaman who smokes various woods, herbs and aromas on the ritual fire, the body smeared with earth and symbolized. It is the only standing and smouldering tree that has just been struck by lightning. The incense that wafts through the chapel in the most secluded monastery is rife with choral prayer chants tearing up the silence. It is the smell of nature, man and animal. Of religious and shamanic rituals.
Fortis is not just a scent that you just test or perceive. It demands attention and a moment of pause to comprehend it.
A good 4 to 5 years should have been my first test now, and I still stand by the fact that Fortis is not only extremely special but also one of the most interesting, complicated and undoubtedly best scents I have ever smelt and possessed
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