WoodyBree

For such an extraordinary perfume, you simply have to write a comment... However, it is difficult for me to find words for him... except maybe "Mmmmhhhhh" :)

The Duke came as a nice addition to me and was of course tested immediately.
Pffft, on your wrist and POW! Pooh, what's that?! I don't know what I'm smelling right now, but it's so strong and dense that it almost knocks me out of my shoes. I turn my face away and gasp for air. Wow. Wow. I'd rather let a few minutes pass before I dare to sniff again...
But that is not necessary at all. Gently the smell wafts in small gloomy clouds towards me. First impression: leather. Dry, spicy leather. Warm, very, very warm. And smoky. A thought suggests itself... If the color black had a scent, then it would be this.
However, this impression has meanwhile turned into a warm, dark brown. I feel like I've been transferred to the back of a horse in the midday heat of the prairie. The saddle steams out the mixture of spicy saddle balm and sun-dried, light leather. Among them this smell of the warm horse's body, skin and coat. There's a cigarillo smoking in the corner of my mouth
I do not have the knight association often mentioned here - for me a clear cowboy scent.

The question remains why I find it so fantastic. I have nothing with horses, let alone with riding at the hat and in the Western I was always on the side of the Indians.
But for some reason, this smell is driving me crazy. I could cuddle up in this warmth and this living... Hard to describe.
Could feel like a new signature scent, because it's all extraordinary.
The question now is how other people perceive him... Do I smell like horse? Stable? Unpleasant? I guess I'll have to find out, but one thing's for sure. I'll never let the Duke go again

It's time again. A scent touched me so much that I have to get rid of a comment :)
At this point I have to thank my dear Verbena, who intuitively put exactly the right sample into my package.
First the fragrance:
After the first spraying on, it knocked me out of my socks - but not necessarily positive. Smoke, campfire, stinging, coquettish, violent. Who wants to smell like he just escaped the stake?!
First take a deep breath and keep your wrist at a distance. Every now and then carefully sniffed... somehow fascinating... The smoke slowly moves further and further into the background and more and more something comes to the fore, which smells almost dark floral to me, with a very slight sweetness. It becomes more and more beautiful and with the passing of time, I stick more and more with the nose at the wrist. The base-- I can't find any words there. Perfect.

So much for the scent. What I see in it is the second fragrance in my collection that suits me perfectly. The Holy Grail. The scent of the soul. Woody Mood is my peaceful warrior. Oscent Black is like a personality portrait. At first you perceive something slightly unusual, floral sweet and interesting, but as you get closer and smell more closely, you suddenly recognize the fires of the past. The fighting, the destruction, the pain... Nothing burns anymore, but smoke still rises from the ashes, here and there the embers glow. As a memorial, melancholic and sometimes slightly threatening.
So he lays himself over me like a second skin.

And apart from that, the presentation is one of the most beautiful I've seen so far - and within the price range. My boadicea back then can't keep up. Very very noble.

I'm all around happy with him :)

Can't be that this one hasn't gotten a comment yet?! Because I think he really deserves it, I leave a few words about him here...
Uomo Signature was offered to me in exchange for my Spicebomb Extreme. I had never heard of this scent or this house before and was initially undecided whether I should get involved. But the pyramid read as if I could like it, so I thought to myself, "No risk, no fun!".
He arrived and at first I was enthusiastic about the chic bottle.
Black (always delighted), very heavy, this nice curve... I liked it very much.

Scent sprayed on - first second, "Oh, that's good!!!".
Phew. My decision was definitely not completely wrong.
The opening reminded me a bit of Dior Homme Intense the first time, but much less powdery and without that horrible lipstick note that makes me shudder. Then this impression disappears and a delicious woody sweetness spreads.
Cedar and cinnamon play wonderfully together and every time a breath blows around my nose, it elicits a "Mmmmmh...".
So it goes on to the dreamlike base, which in my opinion has a top on it.
This mixture of patchouli, leather and bitter cocoa is easy to kneel down. Or right to the front robbed.
The ecstatic "Mmmmh" from before becomes a defenceless "Oh man!".
It may sound disturbing, but if I could, I'd lick my own throat * laugh*. Sooo delicious!
I heard the original was cuter... so I'm very glad I got into this one. It doesn't have to be sweeter for me.
He's perfect the way he is.
And from a "No risk, no fun" fragrance, became the current second favorite from my collection :)

It wasn't long ago that I exchanged opinions about whether there was such a thing as the "Holy Grail" among fragrances. Someone you can smell and the heart vibrates excited because you know "That's him." The scent that captures me as I am. Who turns my innermost to the outside and wraps my soul in a scent. Is there? Is that possible at all, considering that you always have different moods and are constantly evolving? I was a little stubborn for myself, thinking, "Yes, I think I can." Because behind my moods and phases of life there is still this one glowing core inside of me, which I have always been and which I will certainly stay. And this core is not bedded on flowers and edged with fruit. He also does not lie in the sun, in the freshness of a sea breeze... This core has always been in a protective, warm, slightly reddish shimmering darkness. It is surrounded by the silhouettes of old gnarled trees, while owls call and stars sparkle. He is gentle and calm and yet fearless, fearless and relentless. He's a peaceful warrior.
And that's Woody Mood for me. He's me, I'm him, we melt in the soft twilight. My Holy Grail? JAAAAAAA!!! The only one? I can't know that... But first I don't have to look any further.

To the fragrance - I really can't describe it - others here can do that so much better than me. Unique. Warm. Dark luminous. Spicy sweet. Wood Wood Wood. Perfection. Finally arrived

As a bloody newcomer to the world of perfume, I was only looking for one piece of wood. Fixed by Molecule 01, which smells of warm, spicy wood on my skin, which I became addicted to, I wanted exactly this scent - only louder and more tangible. The great search began - for wood and forest.
Pretty fast I came across Encre Noire, apparently THE wood scent par excellence. Forest in a bottle! Oooh, a bargain on 100 ml! 3,2,1, MY!
And there he came, long awaited, in this beautiful, heavy bottle... First splash... hmm, great. Quite different from any perfume I've ever smelled (not that many). Smells like nature. First thought is GREEN. Plant sap. Humidity. Freshness. Wet meadow. That's nice. Didn't I? Uh... Where's the dry wood? The spice? The heat? Disappointment is slowly creeping in. That wasn't what I wanted.

For a while I ignored the pretty bottle in the closet, offended. I've been sniffing at it. Strange brew. Is that portable...? So among people? In between, the smell reminds me of a green dishwasher detergent, which I sometimes use. Not exactly what I want on my neck...
Still sniffed at it from time to time.
Finally he became my dogwalk scent. All to myself. Outside. There you go.
And then came the aha experience. December, morning, with my dog in the woods. Encre Noire on my neck, which blows into my nose every now and then...
It had rained all night. The earth is muddy, soaked foliage, slippery moss, wet wood. It's fresh, cool, damp. And suddenly the smell of the wet forest mixes with Encre Noire and I don't know where one ends and the other begins.
And suddenly all those perfume comments make sense. I just looked the wrong way. Yes, Encre Noire is (for me) cool, wet, spicy forest and lots of plant sap. Fantastic- if you're looking for that.
I can't see the much talked about darkness in him. Fog, maybe. But mostly a fresh green. The feeling is very subjective.

Meanwhile I have also found what I was looking for, but I am glad that I have Encre Noire as a bargain in my small collection :)