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Wild Leather is the new fragrance from YSL's La Vestiaire series. What did they put in our wardrobe this time, after we had to wait a very long time for it to appear: wild leather or suede? Because suede doesn't have to be wild. Everyone has associations. For me, it's often the suede men's blousons from the 1990s. Stubborn people still wear them today. You didn't and don't look bad dressed in them. Otherwise shoes, bags, gloves, upholstered furniture.
The name means but probably not suede, which in English yes rather with suede or velour.
It is supposed to be wild leather. Or not? The fragrance pyramid indicates suede. Also black leather. Whereas with my eyes closed, I probably couldn't smell a difference between a black and a brown leather jacket.
To make a long story short, it's not a wild or even nefarious leather. It's a gentle, but classy leather. It even starts off a little fresh-peppery with a bouquet of florals. Definitely unisex. The leather note that enters is not dominant, it blends in and thus the overall impression goes more to a fine handbag, briefcase or leather gloves that come from a department store where the leather goods section is right next to the perfumery. It's not the leather smell of a new satchel and the leather isn't fresh from the tannery. It has taken on the subtle hint of florals and spices, even I would say the hint of luxury, but without coming across as ostentatious.
The fragrance I see, or rather: smell, on ladies and gentlemen, not exactly with the youngest. For me, it would have liked to be rougher. Oh the listed licorice note does not reveal itself to me. Sometimes I like the combination licorice-leather very much.
The durability and sillage is enormous and the fragrance still hangs a day later in the shirt.
Whether I would wear it in the summer- rather not. Maybe on a cool summer evening, when the citrus cologne or the Aquate, which one wore during the day, has long since given up the ghost.
The Wild Leather is now nothing new or even unusual and price-wise one comes with comparable fragrances also sometimes cheaper to the train.
But he fits well into La Vestiaire - in the wardrobe of men and women who appreciate good

There it was, this new Valentino, the yellow dream of those born in Rome or whatever they wanted to tell us with the name of the fragrance.
The yellow could describe the fruity juicy pineapple and tangerine. The fragrance itself is not really surprising, it seems very unexciting with adaptations of known scents. A bit of a mix of some hypes of the past year(s). I tested it in an office environment in spring-like temperatures. However, it was perceived as pleasant by the ladies I interviewed. Probably because I confront them more often with really polarizing fragrances and on some days I can work completely undisturbed in my office, because more sensitive noses prefer to present their concerns on a more olfactory suitable day. For me, it was not very changeable, does not challenge, which need not be a bad thing. Vanilla adds the sweetness and is already a bit chewy and sticky for me with the fruit mix. like a cocktail at the wrong time of day in summer. But is definitely a matter of taste. I can hardly relate to cedar. Personally, I would have liked a much stronger hint of gingerbread and the oriental finish. Because exactly that had made me curious, how the game around gingerbread, pineapple and tangerine could end.
I will wear it again when the opportunity arises. Maybe with a little more distance to Christmas, when you have the typical gingerbread smell still too present

It's the first time I've ever wanted to know a fragrance just because it's from the year I was born.
Who doesn't care which fragrance was fashionable when the parents were young and thinking about having children. You could also ask what kind of fragrance was worn when an attractive young woman and an equally attractive young man came to the passionate cause of which you might be the product in 1972.
Pour Monsieur is definitely a fragrance of its time. But one of those that survived in the hearts, though not available on every corner.
But I was able to purchase the fragrance at a reasonable price and not only the packaging and the bottle immediately put me in the shape and colouring of the 1970s, especially in the 240 ml edition. Was the phallus allusion conscious? One could also think about a depiction of a television tower or the design of long-stemmed ball vases or ball clocks, which were also products of the early 1970s.
The scent also provides a time travel. And what a.
The start is not very similar to the fragrance pyramid shown above, it quickly becomes very spicy, there is nothing fruity-citric about it. Bergamot, lemon, orange are dimmed down strongly. And already while one seems to perceive lavender and basil, this one is already powered by 1972. Especially patchouli and leather I perceive. I love the carnation in this combination. Not obtrusive, but balancing. I can't smell rose geranium and iris myself, but perhaps the floral triad is so finely woven that I rather subordinate the notes to the carnation
The sandalwood belongs of course in these 1972s. I even smell a little more spice cabinet: Cinnamon, cloves, cardamom. But these are supposedly not included at all. The pour monsieur becomes leathery, slightly animal. Even gets a little sweetness. The soapiness described in some of the comments I have received is very early on in my life and is not felt to be disturbing at any stage.
H/S testify to the potency of good 1970s men's fragrances. They didn't spill it, they scooped it. I also feel a proximity to Habit Rouge EdC (like FabianO).
I tend to see or smell the fragrance on men over 40, perhaps from birth year 1972 and earlier. But if you like spice and leather, you'll be well served here. But the wearer should have a certain charisma. Because the environment will perceive him as an announcement
If the fragrance and the bottle had been shown separately during the test, I wouldn't have assigned it to this bottle, which almost looks a bit futuristic. I see the Sputnik bottle as a design of the Space Age era
The leathery-spicy fragrance fits more into a more classic form. It's a rescue of a classic fragrance pour monsieur into a design that was highly modern at the time.
Both delights the retro lover's heart.
And what does that have to do with me? I am once again proud to be born in 1972. The pour monsieur is worn on each of my birthdays and certainly in between.

I must admit, the name "Last Night" made me buy this fragrance. What could be more beautiful than a memory of a fulfilled night, the smell afterwards, hanging in the pillows or in the wardrobe. Well, there are also last nights that you don't want to remember at all and also those that you can't remember with the best will in the world. After these, the laundry disappears quickly in the washing machine and you yourself in the shower
This last night, however, is a different one, a special one. Rose, leather, smoke give you an idea of what this night was like. Through the clubs or bars, maybe a rendezvous at the restaurant before. Maybe even the rose bought fresh from the rose seller who makes his rounds through the restaurants in the evening. But it could also be the rose-like scent that some lipsticks give off. With this rose scent in your nose you go to night bars or clubs. Whether it is the leather jacket or even another leather wardrobe you wore, or the smell of the leather armchairs where you took your drinks during the night, is left to your own imagination or memory of that last night. The fragrance leaves exactly this scope to smell out what everyone wants to associate with a beautiful past night. The smoky note is restrained. It's not an intense tobacco smoke, maybe more like the dry ice smoke of a fog machine that I love, or a slight whiff from the tuxedo area that got caught in my hair or clothes.
From the lacquer-black packaging, a beautiful glass flacon with bevelled corners reveals the yellow eau de parfum unveiled. A simple cylindrical black magnetic cap closes the flacon. The white label on the packaging and the bottle is also kept clear and simple, with a simple typeface, as if it had been printed on your own printer.
For me, the scent is clearly unisex. It reminds me discovered scents of J.F. Schwarzlose, not as body-sensual as Leather 6 / fetish and not as powerful as trance, somewhere in between, soft and linear, if you dose it restrained, which I would strongly advise.
The night I smell from this fragrance is one you would like to experience again. But just those nights that we still remember with pleasure the next morning and long after are rare and that makes them so special, like this fragrance.

The Hortus Sanitatis is a book of herbal medicine which was printed in Mainz in 1491 (!). And exactly this is implemented in this fragrance in an amazingly good way. On the one hand the herbal notes, which already remind of medicine. At the same time, there is also a mugginess already described below, I would rather say the smell of old walls, old linen. It is probably oriented on old papyrus, which absorbed exactly these smells, as Hortus Sanitatis in its time. That's the smell of a book that has been stored and breathed there for a long time, perhaps even in a monastery, where in the 15th century exactly such herbs were cultivated and processed into tinctures.
The scent reminds me of a visit to the Dungeon in Hamburg, where the visitor walks through scenes of the dark history of the Hanseatic city. Strictly speaking, the station that reminds me is dedicated to the topic of the plague. A monk in a linen robe in a laboratory with numerous tinctures tells the visitor how much the Hanseatic city of Hamburg also suffered from the plague. Now that sounds worse than it is. The smell does not stink like the plague!
One can only notice a very extreme exaggeration of this fragrance there.
I could swear I smelled an animal. Both in the dungeon, where of course the smell of body fluids was mixed with the herbal tinctures. But also the Perfum Hortus Sanitatis contains something animalistic for me in the further course. There is also a certain smokiness. The scent changes a lot, again and again a different herbal note seems to come through. Although not mentioned in the pyramid of scents, there are different herbs included. I am betting on sage, which also has a certain animalism in nature, sometimes smelling of stale urine, camomile, thyme, rosemary, tarragon and especially laurel. A monastery garden with herb beds, a laboratory in which tinctures simmer and simmer over an open flame and right in the middle of it all, a book of recipes and effects, the Hortus Sanitatis, which absorbs these smells.
I think Morillas has mastered the theme and turned this challenge (who wants to smell like an old musty book or a medieval plague station) into a wearable perfume.
I won't deny that this perfume is demanding. But there's so much to smell, and it doesn't scream compliments. But it does envelop the wearer with a mysterious flair.