Infiniment Mandarine

Here's a celebratory toast to what niche perfumery can offer us as the concept of subtlety, 'friendliness' and freshness propulsion. Infiniment Mandarine by Amberfig is nothing more than an elixir that transports you to immediate well-being and in this same breath it can directly reach those around you, causing them a sensation of eminent freshness just like, an immediate peace of mind! I can hardly find niche fragrances with such power. After the discontinuation of the late Luminescence by the same House, Infiniment Mandarine could be a possible replacement alternative, or even a recondite affective memory of that predecessor that left so much nostalgia for positive reinforcement, however, as one of the few people in this country who are fond of House of Amberfig, I categorically assure you that Luminescence was ahead 100 years of evolution more, in every sense than this one. Without detracting from Infiniment Mandarine, its jubilant presence is notorious, its impasse of effort in presenting the differentiated, but it only deserves its place, which it is for what it manages to present; correlations may exist in the sense that they have the same citrus content, the same floral vibe and a slightly more serious farewell, and that's all. Returning to the clean and glorious emphasis of this fragrance, it is of great value to highlight the juiciness of the fruits, which are revealed right away in its opening, and are of a horsey intensity which cannot be hidden! The fruity combination we find here is something never felt or perceived before, it becomes addictive to identify the Pineapple slices cut in front of you, the Tangerine being peeled under your nostrils and a potent dose of Yuzu tea, ditto! It is aroma that has no end. The white flowers are also very evident, and manage, in the midst of a fleeting indole representation, to dialogue with the buttery notes of Jasmine Mango, each of the flowers in their square, that is, in their aquariums, because the feeling we have here is that the flowers are submerged in mineral water and in constant movement; delicious the sensation that we can feel here and even amidst the citrus touches coming from the starting fruits that do not go away so easily. The cool thing is that at the end of its evolution process on the skin, when the fragrance assumes a more 'serious' posture, we discover in it a Vetiver being slowly burned, but something so exquisite that the desire we feel is to accelerate the ember that it burns, so that the sensation that its smoke causes is overpowering once and for all. I love the ardor, the raw spiciness of the Cedar that also emerges here, making a bed for the other notes that are already saying goodbye, but still leave traces of their noble traces. I almost don't feel Musk, unless I stop and try to identify him as a good sensual guy, who, in the midst of his subtlety, seeks to woo whoever pays him more attention. I don't even need to talk about fixation or sillage of Amberfig's fragrances, because in this regard, they manage, even in the midst of the warmest temperatures, to present stratospheric performances, questioning even human reason! (haha)