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Nothing for the silent treader
If Irish Leather is too bitter, too green and on the other hand African Leather is too spicy, a test by Morrocan Leather is recommended.
Also for this fragrance creation of the house Memo I take the liberty of pointing to a restrained dosage, because like his brothers of this almost ingenious series, which offers something for every leather fan, ML is also fully in the room from the beginning. Really full. Impressive. Massive. Exactly my thing :-). It is perfectly clear to me that this is not everyone's cup of tea and whoever is looking for an inconspicuous, inconspicuous ever-goer can stop reading here.
If you're still reading now, you're probably curious to know how this fragrance gets to the point. Well, very clearly from the beginning. The prelude already shows the leather, enriched with a touch of tropical fruits. In the fragrance pyramid orange and mandarin are mentioned, okay, as a layman I can't sniff out the difference, but it's slightly fruity, combined with the spiciness of ginger. But, and that's where the great art of craftsmanship shows itself, not thundered on top of each other without love or somehow cobbled together without love, no, it's a fantastic symbiosis that makes its way into my nose.
When this entrance gradually makes way, the pyramid names Iris and Ylang-Ylang for the heart note. Also here I find it difficult to filter it out exactly, my spice tester obviously doesn't seem to be made for such a thing.
And then, slowly but surely, and assuming more and more dominance, comes the base note with striking leather, musk and cypress. What I perceive beyond that is tobacco. When I close my eyes, I see myself in a super-exclusive hotel bar, beamed back to times when gentlemen were still allowed to smoke cigars without being banished to any loveless separees. Fine tobacco scent A Puerto Rican cigar combines with the rich leather scent of the large, wide armchairs into which you sink deeply.
Outstanding durability. Sillage clearly perceptible. Flacon: Black bird of prey on golden ground, suggesting a touch of freedom. Beautifully made, the weighty flacon lies firmly in the hand and already conveys what awaits the buyer. Namely a class fragrance that sticks to you and certainly also in the noses/heads of the fellow human beings who met the wearer of the fragrance during the course of the day. See header: nothing for Leisetreter!