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I had a decant waiting to be tested, and since I was going out this afternoon for some Halloween festivities, I figured "Eternal Voyage? Like, hmmm, death?" The name was perfect, LOL. Without looking at the notes, I spritzed it on. I was hoping for massive clouds of incense, and that is exactly what I got.
A deliciously fruity opening caught me off guard. It did not smell like citrus, but more tropical. It was sweet and tantalizingly juicy--maybe peach mixed with syrupy pineapple?
The fruit quickly settled on my skin while some of the best incense I have ever smelled in my life began to develop. It smelled just like a smoky headshop full of joss sticks mixed with incense from the most sacred East Asian temples. East meets West. Such thick, black, billowy curls of the smoothest incense--like being at a hookah bar because you get all of the heavenly aromas without the coughing.
Did it remind me of death? Yes. I pictured a ritual in which a body was laid out on a stone table, incense burning, and torches lit on each side. I haven't had images like this come to mind since Anubis, and I would easily place Eternal Voyage into that category of incense, the kind that takes you not only to another place but to an ancient, maybe mythical, time.
Interwoven with all the incense, it smelled a teency bit like men's cologne, like something musky, spicy (nutmeg?) and herbal (lavender?). Barbershop-fougere. Sexy, actually.
Several hours later, as I was driving home, I kept thinking about toffee, which was odd. I told myself that it can't possibly be my new favorite incense perfume. I actually wasn't sure if I was really smelling it or if it was my imagination. Then I got home and looked up the notes--brown sugar! It's a note that I inadvertently noticed, yet Eternal Voyage doesn't strike me as gourmand at all. It's not particularly sweet.
Eternal Voyage is blowing my mind the way that something from Slumberhouse does. It's thought-provoking, constantly mutating, and it contains notes that don't appear to have rhyme or reason "on paper", yet pour them into a bottle and shake, and they make something that nobody has ever smelled before. THIS is perfumery! It is truly artistic.
I know that Miyako got a well-deserved 2016 Art and Olfaction award, but Eternal Voyage is going to be "my" Auphorie perfume.
A deliciously fruity opening caught me off guard. It did not smell like citrus, but more tropical. It was sweet and tantalizingly juicy--maybe peach mixed with syrupy pineapple?
The fruit quickly settled on my skin while some of the best incense I have ever smelled in my life began to develop. It smelled just like a smoky headshop full of joss sticks mixed with incense from the most sacred East Asian temples. East meets West. Such thick, black, billowy curls of the smoothest incense--like being at a hookah bar because you get all of the heavenly aromas without the coughing.
Did it remind me of death? Yes. I pictured a ritual in which a body was laid out on a stone table, incense burning, and torches lit on each side. I haven't had images like this come to mind since Anubis, and I would easily place Eternal Voyage into that category of incense, the kind that takes you not only to another place but to an ancient, maybe mythical, time.
Interwoven with all the incense, it smelled a teency bit like men's cologne, like something musky, spicy (nutmeg?) and herbal (lavender?). Barbershop-fougere. Sexy, actually.
Several hours later, as I was driving home, I kept thinking about toffee, which was odd. I told myself that it can't possibly be my new favorite incense perfume. I actually wasn't sure if I was really smelling it or if it was my imagination. Then I got home and looked up the notes--brown sugar! It's a note that I inadvertently noticed, yet Eternal Voyage doesn't strike me as gourmand at all. It's not particularly sweet.
Eternal Voyage is blowing my mind the way that something from Slumberhouse does. It's thought-provoking, constantly mutating, and it contains notes that don't appear to have rhyme or reason "on paper", yet pour them into a bottle and shake, and they make something that nobody has ever smelled before. THIS is perfumery! It is truly artistic.
I know that Miyako got a well-deserved 2016 Art and Olfaction award, but Eternal Voyage is going to be "my" Auphorie perfume.
2016 Art & Olfaction Award Winner
Miyako, a winner of The Art and Olfaction Awards 2016, wows me with it's fruity yet earthy opening of dried apricots, swiftly followed by its fresh osmanthus flowers and its compelling and distinct note of rough, animalic leather. When the base creeps up, there is something distinctly green about it. A couple of hours into the drydown, I get an almost chocolatey effect that I find very comforting. I also notice something that smells like incense, as though it is clinging to the skin and hair after having walked out of a sacred temple.
This perfume is like a lesson in abstract art. There are so many notes tumbling around, weaving in and out of one another. You have the darkness of earthy notes and brightness of botanical notes contrasting one another with every fascinating inhalation.
Miyako showcases what perfumers can achieve with modern botanical interpretations of "animalic" notes. The leather note is huge and so believable! I did not see the notes ahead of time, but I when I smelled it, I knew it was leather, and I was surprised because I know Auphorie does not use real animal essences. Please try this if you love love love leather but you do NOT love animal cruelty.
Miyako takes me back to a memory of a thrift shop I poked around when I was last at Tahoe. Sniffing from a distance, the perfume has this old, worn-in scent about it, like the scent of clothes with just a bit of mildew, old books, and old leather jackets that might or might not have been worn by a smoker, but they have definitely been worn. If I put my schnozz close to my skin, I really pick up that beautiful, clean, fruity and sweet osmanthus.
Leather is definitely not my favorite note, but oddly I enjoy the (few) excellent botanical interpretations of it much more than the real animalic stuff. Miyako is one of those perfumes that feels like it becomes part of you, just like your favorite leather jacket. This perfume is beautifully done and cruelty-free. Projection is great. Love it!
This perfume is like a lesson in abstract art. There are so many notes tumbling around, weaving in and out of one another. You have the darkness of earthy notes and brightness of botanical notes contrasting one another with every fascinating inhalation.
Miyako showcases what perfumers can achieve with modern botanical interpretations of "animalic" notes. The leather note is huge and so believable! I did not see the notes ahead of time, but I when I smelled it, I knew it was leather, and I was surprised because I know Auphorie does not use real animal essences. Please try this if you love love love leather but you do NOT love animal cruelty.
Miyako takes me back to a memory of a thrift shop I poked around when I was last at Tahoe. Sniffing from a distance, the perfume has this old, worn-in scent about it, like the scent of clothes with just a bit of mildew, old books, and old leather jackets that might or might not have been worn by a smoker, but they have definitely been worn. If I put my schnozz close to my skin, I really pick up that beautiful, clean, fruity and sweet osmanthus.
Leather is definitely not my favorite note, but oddly I enjoy the (few) excellent botanical interpretations of it much more than the real animalic stuff. Miyako is one of those perfumes that feels like it becomes part of you, just like your favorite leather jacket. This perfume is beautifully done and cruelty-free. Projection is great. Love it!
