Oud Prachin

review from my wife The oud I can immerse myself in and become a multipersonality is Oud Prachin Fueguia 1833. It sits close to the skin, like a cozy blanket, and doesn't trail behind the wearer with an overpowering presence. It evokes a sense of nostalgia for someone who suffered from tonsillitis in childhood, as it initially carries the scent of Lugol's solution in a watery base. A concoction of brown seaweed in a blackened silver spoon. A tincture of pharmacy chamomile with a drop of bitter wormwood. And so, the journey begins - The scent of moist air, ancient trees, vines, moss, and stones of various types. The sun, as if peeking through a haze, reveals the enchantment of the forest. You feel like a small person in this vast world. Following the light, you start to sense the aroma of meadows. And now you are in the open space. The sweet sound of abstract flowers becomes clearer around you. Sometimes, the scent of dry saffron threads bursts into it, those that nestled into the corners of the pocket of a thick, russet suede bag. Later, amid the multitude of fragrances, one of the jasmines, native to Thailand, becomes prominent. Its scent is closer to large-flowered jasmine, yet it carries a more fruity and creamy undertone. The journey concludes with a dream, accompanied by the molecule Muskara Phero J.