Fluxit

Natural scents that are close to the wilderness are a niche in the niche. Some of you will know Juniper Ridge at least by name. Barnaby Black is their little brother, so to speak. And Firn Fragrances? The little sister! Who also lives in the forest, however with a curious glance into neighboring areas with awake eyes. To the mossy ground, to the swamp, to the wasteland, to the smouldering fire in the undergrowth. It is strange like its siblings, authentic and independent to unobliging. I like the variations beyond the pure forest theme quite a bit, even though the individual scents are very different in terms of pleasure.

Rose usually is an awkward visitor for me. A note that's theoretically sympathetic to my nose and in practice almost always too flowery, especially as a single actor. Sure, you can combine it, like the roughly 17000 times this has been done with oud. And, hey, nothing against oud. But oakmoss ... holy moly, REAL oakmoss, I'd take that over oud 362 days a year. Despite all my love for German natural fragrances with their strict law requirements, I for once praise the fact that the US perfumers are not yet DIN-standardized and can be experimenting outside the EU regulations that ravage any sad oakmoss ingredients here. Rose Evernia has enough moss to send me happily dreaming into Lichenland. In the beginning, in the middle, at the end. So exposed that the single rose bends down questioningly at times in order to look at the mossy foundation in disbelief. Great, really great. Rough, slightly woody hot, green. Almost harsh - and I mean that in the most positive sense, because it is this raspiness that makes Rose Evernia wearable for me as a rose fragrance.

After three days of testing in early winter temperatures, the verbose image of Meggi's winter rose in the comment below (see German site) warmly roughened up by Mr Evernia complements each other beautifully. But I'll bet that this perfume will be integrated smoothly into the daily weather all year round because I find that both rose and oakmoss are fantastic warm summer companions as well. Two antagonists connected in harmonic counterplay. Without wanting to diss synthetic fragrances, the aromatic variety of fewer ingredients is one of the strengths of (some) natural fragrance brands. Less is more? One thing's for sure: I do not need less, but more of this substance, the bottle will be following this comment directly on the way to my home.

I'm a fan.

I'm a medium animal lover. But with sisters & co there were always two- to four-legged visitors in our childhood. Birds, hamsters, rabbits, rats, dogs, turtles, and so on. After cleaning, the cages of the rodents were generously filled with toilet paper shredded by the shredder, which was cheap, effective and fluffy. But of course there was also real grass, for us city dwellers for example the bought wild hay from the DM. Well, I guess there's some of that in here, too.

I start with a focus on vanilla, medical, already discreetly animalistic and woody dry. The grass sprouts with a pinch of anise in between. And somehow there is the hamster stable. I have to agree with both Yatagan's and Bellemorte's statement, because a small ball of fur is already digging through the grass. It never really wants to show itself and around noon it goes to sleep. Any animalism gets lost, Fresh Sweetgrass stays soft with mild, green creamy vanilla.

Finally there is Tonka pure, 100% the bean. Marzipan and milky sweet. Surprisingly, the scent only annoys me from here, because I found the hay enclosure unusual, but quite apart. Cute gar.

In our natural fragrance test we already had a lot under our noses, but this twist is new to me.
Interesting? Yep! Successful? I don't know, I don't know. Portable? I renounce despite fragrance fun.

But I like Firn Fragrances as a brand! Read more about this in the commentary on Rose Evernia, whose bottle is already on its way to me.

At first I thought of a conspiracy: Juniper Ridge went underground (with its scents). Barnaby Black showed up. Was this the unofficial sequel, perhaps better placed for marketing reasons? On the other hand, the advertising style of both brands is quasi-identical. 100% nature in full broadside, inlaid, steamed, chopped. Lumberjack shirt instead of evening dress.

Right at the start: Even after testing all the brands, I can't say for sure. They are really very similar, in smell and in spirit.

Deep Slumber Mountain is my favourite out of the line. Why?
The strength of these "sauna nature" perfumes is sometimes also their weakness. Pure nature can be quite exhausting. I like these scents, even if they often end up in the room scent category with other perfumes (understandably). But especially in the coniferous forest scents you can usually find such a dry, sharp note, which is a permanent problem for me. This includes some Barnabys and the JRs also almost all.

DSM, on the other hand, is taking a good turn. In the beginning, I think of the fresh, camphor-like and then dry-sharp appearance of the additional pine. Slightly resinous in the background. But there I find the counterpart to the green antagonist, a slightly sticky sweetness that remains constant behind, while the coniferous forest retreats in the course of the day. Especially in the base this is pleasant and fragrant.

Radiation is intense in the first moments, but then quickly falls to close to the skin. It's okay. They don't want to fill the divided office with this anyway. Durability is with approx. 8h for me also in order.

Related fragrances:
- "Tiger's Nest" by KoRo Perfumes (rare, but also a great natural fragrance brand)
- "Seve de Pin" by DSH Perfumes

I don't want to give highest marks to DSM, because it is a situational fragrance and also more than perfume.
Nevertheless he manages the difficult balancing act between portable and "beautiful in space". If I were to get one of the Barnabys, it would be this one. Nature in the bottle.

April Aromatics are a matter of taste even before the fragrance test: you first have to get to grips with this moonlight filling gemstone soteric. I'm always divided. Critical engineering education on the one hand. On the other hand, my father once sent various water samples to a laboratory. And in fact the tap water with the semi-precious stones cut off the best. Now, of course, such a laboratory does not measure harmonic oscillations, but mineral values, insofar as everything can be explained. Nevertheless, this may also be a reminder that not all nonsense is where you suspect which.

For example, I suspect "pink wood" to be something like "squeaky" or "wood" and that's both nonsense. The sprayer blows me directly towards a voluminous resinous barn rose, which despite fruity strawberry loans blooms at most in the dark purple frequency range. Sticky Ladbanum chewing gum. A minty edge breaks the animalism, pervertedly pleasingly combined.
Pink Wood remains dirty and balsamic, continues to waft with little floral decoration. A metallic overtone (the geranium) nestles into the air and removes the sweetness, light shreds of air in a darkly woven carpet of fragrance. In the stable, from which the rose, driven by the metal spores, slowly trots out and the hay rebelliously cocks. Wood just on the side. Perhaps Pink Horse was meant, or Pink Oud - then one would not have the duplication of the wood to the "Precious Wood" of the same row.

Anyway, no perfume for me, too heavy, but may be partly due to the heat.
Well done and absolutely interesting, nevertheless. A welcome reminder that not all nonsense is where you'd expect it to be.

You probably know these edible bracelets made of pastel coloured pearls (in some shops also available as underwear version)? That's what Agartha smells like to me. Sweet candy, fruity dextrose. Green soured apple rings. Maybe melon and pear too.

In the further course still sweet, honey-sweet, although darkening. 100% nature? Maybe, but it doesn't seem that way to me. On the other hand, children nowadays find yoghurts with artificial strawberry flavours also tastier and more genuine. It doesn't help that the scent develops a scarce earthiness after one or two hours, which I attribute to the patchouli.

Agartha seems kitschy to me, despite the old-fashioned name. April Aromatics surprised the sample majority positively and often more seriously than expected, e.g. with the campfire romanticism of "Bohemian Spice". All in all a brand that you can test.

As a floral amateur I believe Yatagan blindly that this is a mimosa cannon. I have the perlendingersüßigkeit before my eyes and think to myself: Please not as underwear.