In 1984 the Maison Nina Ricci takes inspiration from the boldness and class of this character to create Phileas, a very green and leathery masculine chypre, sadly discontinued which can be the gentleman brother, but not less daring, of Caron Yatagan. In fact they share the dense erbaceous notes someone associates with celery (bravo Woody Freak) here anyway made more brilliant by an opening decidedly citrussy coupled with a leathery base instead of the animalic one in Yatagan. The one you smelled is the original formulation.
The legend sais Francis Camail (Aliage, Ivoire, Giorgio, Eau d'Hadrien) that concocted the fragrance arranged together a variety of ingredients from different continents to obtain a kind of round-the-world voyage out of it : from Europe (cypress, cistus, celery from Provence, Balkan oakmoss, Italian lemon) to Africa (Reunion vetiver, basil from Comoros, Moroccan wormwood, Kenyan marigold, jasmine from Egypt) till Asia (Chinese cinnamon tree leaves, Indian sandalwood, patchouli from Indonesia) and finally America (curly mint, Caribbean limette, Virginia cedarwood).
The pyramid instead gives topnotes of aldehydes, basil, bergamot, green notes, juniper berries and lemon. Heartnotes feature carnation, cedarwood, cinnamon, jasmin, caraway, patchouli, pine needles, thyme and vetiver while the basenotes are amber, labdanum, leather, musk, oakmoss, olibanum and tobacco.
Speaking of notes most of you felt the citrus ones (bergamot) and green herbal ones (lavender, artemisia, mint and pine/eucaliptus) from which you got the grey to cold green range of colours. Someone got also the spicy edge besides the clamorous smoky resins and indian sandalwood base. Bravo also Saraprfms that smelled the floral hints that probably where the sell up in your face. Strange nobody got the leather this time. Maybe from this comes the impression of an elegant side opposit to a mysterious side, primordial like Marcopietro says under a civilized skin. Let's note that almost everybody had a deja-sentì vibe or it sounded familiar at least. That's for sure given by the fact that during the mid-seventies and for all the next decade this kind of fragrances were very popular and adding here and there different shades, many play the same chords. Therefore with Yatagan and Phileas other titled lounches came as Punjab by Capucci and Monsieur Carven and many other variations on the same theme. Speaking of the around the world trip it's curious you associated the scent to personalities in "exotic" places (Casablanca, Fitzcarraldo's Amazone rainforest). But now your answers...
Just put on the skin it doesn't give a familiar sensation but it's a deja-vu. A classic perfumery aroma, a nice fougère in Houbigant style. A first-rate fresh accord with bergamot and lavender that keeps going on for longtime. Projection is good, the aroma in not eccentric but it has a strong temper, not for the tame. During the evolution appears a creamier note, maybe amber or sandalwood, with gentle spices but staying on the nicely fresh side. Staying power is good. A top-quality product for people looking for tradition and a bit of humor. I like it.
- if it'd be a colour? Bright emerald green, like magnolia leaves, shiny, thick and thriving. A lively humid underbrush.
- if it'd be an animal? I smell traces of untamed primordial instincts, it could be a nice creature but with a strong instinct that could make it dangerous, it makes me think of a wild cat. I imagine it moving cautious through schrubs and ferns, walking around like a camouflaged predator into the shade of the foliage.
- if it'd be music? Jazz. Nothing experimental, something catchy like a reinterpretation of some classic south-american tunes. The tentative of communicating everlasting emotions with new languages.
- if it'd be a place? Paris, along the Seine, St.Louis island or one of the many minor little squares, tree-lined and hidden in the city.
- if it'd be a cloth? The camel coat worn open by Marlon Brando in Last tango in Paris. A reference to classic and formal dressing, but worn with aloofness, a sort of breaking the rules to focus on the essentials.
- if it'd be a movie/book? Again Paris, the sixties, again Bertolucci: gli indifferenti from Moravia's book and the more recent The Dreamers. Boredom and end of a world opposite to discovering themselves and the search for renovation.
- if it'd be a personality (historical, public,...)? It would be for sure a nice rascal, since the first sniff it made me think immediately to JeanPaul Belmondo.
I'm worried I'm a little bit short of arguments for the number 2. At the beginning it made me think to a big perfume from the sixties, maybe a vintage. At second sniff I was puzzled, it's a strange chypre, a strange woody note under the pushy greeness.
- if it'd be a colour? It's a dark green scent, I feel it heavy.
- if it'd be an animal? It makes me think of an animal moving slowly, maybe a python.
- if it'd be music? I can't find a suitable music, maybe more a slow rithm, like the one of a beaten trunk.
- if it'd be a place? The place is a glade with few light filtering through the woods, close to a muddy river.
- if it'd be a cloth? A kaki jacket, maybe a safari jacket.
- if it'd be a movie/book? Fitzcarraldo could sound good, so we have a personality and a story
- if it'd be a personality (historical, public,...)? Fitzcarraldo.
Obscure and undefinible perfume for me, I can try to describe it but I know well I'm moving into an unknown land to me (Mags forgive me for what you're going to read, huh? ) So, this is a masculine scent, like the previous it starts with a strong citrus component - lemon, cedar - that after a while of quite brightness gives space to balsamic green notes, floral notes, maybe it has lavender, woody notes - sandalwood - … and smoky notes… ( it recalls in my mind the smell of eucaliptus, maybe due to the several fumigations I was forced to take when I was a child), making it a cold and proud composition.
This is not a perfume born in these last years, but on the skin it reminded me precise references: it's the smell of fog, that heavy air, milky and muffled you can breath in the morning walking along the river, almost walking in the space, it's the scent of fresh washed clothes let dry out in the humid cold days.
- if it'd be a colour? It's colour is gray/light blue, an indefinite colour.
- if it'd be an animal? A carthusian cat sleeping at the entrance door.
- if it'd be music? Classic music, it could be the third movenent of Moolight – Beethoven
- if it'd be a place? A thermal bath in Près Saint-Didier in December, into the snow.
- if it'd be a cloth? A silk scarf of the above mentioned colour.
- if it'd be a movie/book? A book: Into thin air – Jon Krakauer
- if it'd be a personality (historical, public,...)? David Bowie, the ambiguous and lunar atmosphere his voice and his sharp face create.
Things are not easy at all with vial #2. To me it's a "fougère" quite bitter that gives me a strong "known" vibe: I know it and I can't get it now, or it's a fragrance very representative of a family. It has a dard green soapy opening reminescent of Iris Bleu Gris by Maître Parfumeur et Gantier, but evolving in a still green aromatic heart where I think I smell mint. It ends with a dry base that could be sandalwood.
I must say I like it very much. It's pure elegance.
- if it'd be a colour? it would be a particular green shade: veronese green, as a summary of the aromatic and bitter notes.
- if it'd be an animal? A deer for the elegance it exudes;
- if it'd be music? it would be a madrigal with a deep rithm: deep tones of the scent give me the same sense of confidence of a madrigal by Monteverdi.
- if it'd be a place? A mountain wood: larches and firs for the green part and rocks around for the salty note I smell in the base.
- if it'd be a cloth? A destructured jacket by Armani, modern synthesis of classic elements, exactly like in this perfume.
- if it'd be a movie/book? Casablanca, which atmospheres are conjured up by the deep voice of the fragrance.
- if it'd be a personality (historical, public,...)? Humphrey Bogart, naturally.
With the first one at a certain point I had doubts as I thought it could be a feminine scent even if I didn't write it, I thought it was self suggestion due to the fact it reminded me Diorella in some aspects. With this one I have no doubts. This is really a masculine one. Another vintage in my opinion.
It's reminescent of old after shaves, I immediately thought to a barbershop, for this reason it could be a classic english scent. Incense, lavender? Here it goes the celery smell! But let's go!
- if it'd be a colour? White, for the white coat and the towels of the barbers!
- if it'd be an animal? Hard to associate it with an animal, really hard, let's say a feline... having to choose one, I'd choose the cat since it's the only one I know well... After all someone says that God created cats for letting man pet a tiger...
- if it'd be music? Jazz
- if it'd be a place? it would be a city square like twenty years ago or more, where freshly groomed men used to chat, with their holiday dress and the hat on their head.
- if it'd be a cloth? A men's evening jacket, maybe white with a black bow tie
- if it'd be a movie/book? Casablanca, of Course! The association is immediate!
- if it'd be a personality (historical, public,...)? Humphrey Bogart.
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