|Bottle by Georges Chevalier for Baccarat|
It's a trip to hell of a new Orpheus, forgetful of love and hopes, an Orpheus whos Eurydice is damned forever and whos descent will lead to a cosmic resignation, a tearless cry, almost feeling compassion and regret for who doesn't have this burden.
|Agostino Arrivabene - Lo psiconauta|
The base becomes more powdery and soft with iris root and a whiff of musk but it's not enough to warm up the heart of this icy cold creature and its immediately balanced by inky oakmoss and a musty patchouli and by birch tar with resinous tones keeping it back to the darkness.
As many say, I recall all the matching points with Vero Kern's Onda parfum that also springs out of an animalic vetiver but where Djedi is solemn shade and lonelyness, Onda is temper, vital force and warm sensuality given by a huge amount of honey and above all beeswax.