I cracked under Pierre Guillaume’s insidious pressure, and here’s the photographic evidence below to prove it:
From my review of L’Ombre Fauve: “L’Ombre Fauve is a winner on my grand comfort-scent scale. I mean, with a scent guide that lists amber, musk, woods, incense and patchouli, how could it miss? Deep, richly musky and with a lightly sugared, cocoa-dusted patchouli that’s just sharp enough to dig its hooks into my heart, L’Ombre Fauve is like a slightly melancholy French pop song that, when I can close my eyes, I can pretend was written just for me.”
Now I can pony up to that jukebox whenever I want — wait! Does anyone even know what a jukebox is anymore? Maybe I should have used an iPod analogy, though I’ve been reading recently that the iPod is so last year . . .
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GASP!!!
You did that just to punish me for the tagging, didn’t you?
I shall retreat to my room with the treasured L’Ombre Fauve decant, but leave your pictures up on the screen, promising I will one day return….
(Congratulations. We know you’ll love it.)
Interesting twist…I have Aroma M Geisha Noir on my sampling wrist as I write…and my initial thoughts are that it goes between L’Ombre Fauve and Chergui on the favorite sweetened interesting amber comfort shelf.
“GASP!!! You did that just to punish me for the tagging, didn’t you?”
Yes.
But then you went and got me back by mentioning a fragrance I haven’t heard of yet. Now, of course, I have to go find a sample to torment . . .
Cool, congrats! Must dig my sample of this out to retest, can’t remember what it smelled like.
“Must dig my sample of this out to retest, can’t remember what it smelled like.”
Heaven, I would think . . .