Notre Dame 15.4.2019

At dawn on April 16, 2019, the fire that engulfed Notre Dame was extinguished. Water jets from firefighters continued to spray the coke. And when the water touches the black wood, white smoke billows out... The faint burning smell that permeated the bedroom immediately brought my thoughts to the location of the incident. Gone are the towering Gothic spires. The feeling I experienced was calm and there was no fire. This smoky smell, on the contrary, is cool. The blackened charcoal still emits a faint fragrance, it wasn't the moment Notre Dame was burning. (Definitely an afterthought.) Water seeps through the crevices of the piled masonry, runs down the unbroken stone vault, and slid on the coke. The water penetrates deep into the ground and nourishes the plants. I thought it was going to show the night Notre Dame was on fire. The moist black charcoal dries slowly in the wind, and the surroundings become bright and smoky. A few drops of sweet orange, musk, Ambrette and patchouli, vetiver condense into a sweet essence, the smell is still fresh, I think of chrysanthemum tea brewed at home. It should be the golden sap cut from the rhizome of the plant...the aroma is clear. During the creative process, the perfumer set three main moments to help with the front, middle and back notes. Notre Dame 15.4.2019 is a completely situational immersive fragrance, which is due to your imagination of the name, to profile and describe the scene image in your mind about the event.

گاهی برای یک هنر باید ایستاد و دست زد حتی اگر اون هنر حادثه تلخی رو به ارمغان بکشه. شاید باید اندکی بیشتر به زندگی نگاه کرد . شاید این رایحه برای شخصی که استشمام میکنه دریچه ای باز کنه به سوی مردگان. اما...مردگان خوشبو . در ابتدا با بوی دودی توام با اتش و خاکستر همراه میشیم که سکوت رو به ارمغان میاره. تغییر نت ها به قدری واضح هست که انگار در حال تماشای یک فیلم از گذشته هستیم. بعد از اون تم دودی بک گراند زمینه میشه ولی نه اون دودی که تاحالا روبرو بودیم باهاش. میگذره و یک رایحه خوش ماجرا برامون روشن میشه. الحق که چقد برگاموت با نت های دیگه قشنگ ترکیب شده. یه رگه های دوری از جورنی رو بعد از چند دقیقه در زمینه دود خاکستر خودش برامون نشون میده و هرچی میگذره بیشتر بهت خوشایند میگه. این عطر شاید سالها و سالها برای خریدارش عمر کنه دلیلشم اینه که این کار رو شاید سالی چند بار اسپری کنی و به خودت اجازه بدی برای استفاده ازش . غیر از این باشه درست نیست! بگذریم... این عطر شاید از معدود عطرهایی هستش که در اولین تست هیچ عیب و ایرادی نتونستم ازش بگیرم . هیچ چیز در این عطر اشتباه نیست

Opens with a salty, peated Islay whisky note, like smelling the rocks glass the day after you had a drink. Sometimes the floral parts of this perfume remind me of cigar smoke. As it sits on the skin, balsamic notes and wilted flowers accompany a cold and dirty incense smoke. It's not like stepping into a church at all, but more of a suggestion of darkness, violence and something a bit unholy. It's what a burning house smells like in your nightmares. In the end, the smoke becomes fainter and fainter and gradually makes space for all the gorgeous woody and flowery in there. After the three-hour mark, you are left with a deep but hard-to-localise musky spice. I love it and wear it as armour sometimes. The saltiness in the opening, followed by the sheer power of the smoke, keeps me coming back, but I do wish that the performance was better, as after 6-7 hours, it blends into my skin.

Something about this is so nostalgic. I love just wearing this around the house and catching whiffs. Amazing stuff

Mesquite smoked ham. Then mesquite smoked muguet. Then mesquite smoked coriander. I’m not being intentionally reductive or terse. There is quite a lot going on in this perfume. Mesquite smoke is quite a complex aroma, as are ham, muguet, and coriander. Pinning them all down and breaking them apart into their constituent notes gives you DVND’s DNA. Needless to say, there is plenty of smoke in this perfume, and, generally speaking, it’s a frankincense smoke. However, the frankincense has been given herbal green facets, an anisic facet, and just a touch of fruitiness. Lay this over a musky, unctuous, and semi sweet muguet and ambrette heart et voila: smoked ham. Outside of the amalgam lies the coriander, a standalone sweet and cool woody note that seems to buttress the rest of the perfume without really being a part of it. It’s odd, but in an appealing way. The dry down keeps to the theme but presents a smokey and woody vetiver and woods combination that leans quite green, salty and peppery. As is typical of my experience with Sorcinelli so far, the performance and the durability of the perfume, and the definition of the accords, is underwhelming. But it is pretty interesting and certainly unique. I don’t know that I particularly want to smell of it, like I’ve been in a smokehouse turning over pig parts all day, but at least no one would notice unless they get their nose right up to my skin.