Eucris Eau de Toilette

This is truly outstanding! English gothic medieval royalty, dark forests, old castles, and knights in bottles. Eucris is the magnum opus of the classic and venerable British wet shaving company, barbershop, and perfumer Geo. F. Trumper, based in London. Geo F Trumper Eucris EDT, from 1912, is a classy, elegant, refined, aristocratic, regal, luxurious and gentlemanly scent, well known in the wet shaving community, but isn't too well known outside of it, and isn't marketed or broadcasted across the Internet. Eucris is a "hearsay fragrance"; rumors about it and its scent profile make people interested in it. Eucris has a small but dedicated clientele, regardless of whether they’re into wet shaving or are just avid fragrance enthusiasts. What brought me to try and purchase Eucris EDT was my love for the Bond novels and Bond movies, since James Bond purportedly wore this scent in two Bond novels—"Diamonds Are Forever" and "On Her Majesty's Secret Service." Regardless if Bond wore Eucris or not in these two Bond novels, Eucris is a masterpiece with its own merits. Eucris EDT is a combination of Edwardian-era British royalty in a bottle, combined with an old classic English butch, ultra-manly, no-nonsense barbershop feel to it, that in an olfactory way probably resembles and belongs in a London setting of the late 1800s and the early 1900s—yet interestingly feels very timeless and up-to-date. The olfactory impression: A dark, thick, mysterious, inky, and surprisingly fresh and soapy gothic (everything is relative) oakmoss and old and rotten black currant combination, with sandalwood and floral notes lurking in the background. It smells like an old and ancient other-worldly fantasy forest in a magical fairy tale, with old castles and knights in the background. Very outdoorsy—it smells a little bit like wet or damp earth and tree moss in a dark gothic forest in the late afternoon, evening, or nighttime in the fall or winter. Eucris also has a slightly smoky, leathery undertone with something in it that reminds me of tobacco. Eucris’ bitter, slightly harsh, and austere, butch, and ultra virile aroma is probably attributable to the oakmoss, while the sweet and soft underpinnings are probably due to the black currant and sandalwood, and the fresh aroma is probably attributable to the floral notes. The “old” or “rotten” feel of the black currants is probably the key factor that adds to the darkness and mystery of this oakmoss-heavy scent. It’s probably the ”old” or ”rotten” black currant aroma mixed with oakmoss that lends Eucris its ancient and old other-worldly character. But the sandalwood and floral notes keep Eucris balanced, refined, elegant, civilized, and very gentlemanly. Eucris EDT is surprisingly elegant, refined, luxurious, upscale, aristocratic—regal even—in character. Yes, Eucris is one of the most regal-smelling fragrances I’ve put my nose on, next to Geo F. Trumper Eucris EDP and Penhaligon's Sartorial. Eucris’ black currant note makes it vaguely similar to the black currant note of Creed Aventus. Eucris’ olfactory impression makes me think of it as an absolute masterpiece—probably 1 of the 10 greatest men’s fragrances of all time, deserving a perfect olfactory score of a 10/10. Performance: The Achilles’ heel is the performance. Almost nonexistent sillage and projection on my skin and 1-2 hours of longevity. Occasions and settings: Eucris EDT is probably ideally worn on cold or semi-cold days, in spring, fall, and winter—primarily cold days, evenings, and nights in fall and winter. Definitely a suit and tie fragrance ideal for formal or semi-formal occasions and settings. Since I’m smitten by the scent of Eucris—to the extent that I’ve made it into my signature scent—I’ve switched from Eucris EDT to Eucris EDP, which gives me basically the same Eucris DNA but with greatly improved performance. Final score: Despite a very weak performance, sillage, projection, and longevity, I still give Geo F Trumper Eucris EDT a 10/10.

Oakmoss!!!! Lots of oakmoss. And caraway with a little unsweetened black currant. I know the pyramid above lists oak moss in the base, but it is forcefully present from the first seconds. There is a genuine oddity in the heart of this scent, white florals that manage to come across as dark and gothic. The base features a creamy, sandalwood tinged musk. The evolution is fairly minimal but there is a slight progression to this scent. I think this scent smells great. I like to watch quite old, black and white horror films once in a while and I like to don this scent when I do. But I also occasionally wear it on cold days, particularly in autum, where it just seems to work perfectly with the season. Longevity is not good with the EdT; four hours maximum and then only in high humidity but not hot environments. Trumper's is a very English house and, basically, this scent is compounded for London in the late fall and winter. In other environments, you can expect minimal duration and poor projection. Going heavy with applications doesn't seem to increase projection for me in hot it dry conditions. The EdP, which I have tried but do not own, has significantly greater projection and longevity. The ceramic bottle in which Eucris is sold is exceptionally fitting for the fragrance and quite elegant. Note that this is a metered splash bottle that allows easy control of the amount you apply, not a spray. I have put some Eucris into a travel spray for easy application, but sprayed or splashed, the performance of this fragrance and my perceptions of its notes are the same. This is one of those fragrances that you either hear about through word of mouth or you don't.. There is no advertising for Eucris and no Internet hype train. This is a venerable product (1912) that might perhaps be said to smell like Jacomo de Jacomo or even Quorum if you ignore some elements of each, but really, it is unique. It has endured because it has a small, but devoted following. This scent smells masculine. Morticia Addams is about the only female I can imagine enjoying Eucris, she would appreciate both its dark gothic charms and it's slight floral notes. Lilly Munster would find the scent lacking dusty, powderyness, I think. Women who actually exist would probably think this fragrance makes them smell like their great-grandfathers. If this scent intrigues you, definitely try it before buying. I imagine most men who like this fragrance will be at least middle aged, but because of the barbershop associations of this scent (there are excellent hair tonics, soaps & shave creams in the Eucris line) and the suitability of many of its product line elements to the wet shaving trend, I can also imagine younger, hip guys getting into Eucris in conjunction with their personal care regimens. Folks who enjoy unique vintage scents should make an effort to get their noses on Eucris. Recommended.

Want to raise your stiff upper lip trait about 1000 points? Well, look no further. Now, if the lip in question has to belong to a male no matter what, then it gets even better. Eucris is screaming "MEN ONLY!" at the top of its lungs! No male chauvinism here mind you, I fancy girls who dig masculine perfumes. A lot. But Eucris is one of the very few perfumes that I can't imagine a woman wearing them. And this is as ironic as they come, since its name derives from the Greek word "Eucharis" which means elegant and graceful, and it's a...female given name in Greece. Eucris, besides not being "female" in the slightest, is not very elegant or graceful either. It's actually so thick that it can be worn as an armour. An armour which was left for years in a musty attic, inside a sandalwood chest that once contained spices. In this attic, a fine English gentleman keeps all the items that he collected while roaming the globe and which are not impressive enough to be displayed in the main hall. But these seemingly undesired and mislaid relics are in fact the ones he cherishes the most. Like a determined and unyielding defender, Eucris draws a line on the ground and envelopes you in an aura of reverence and "I don't have time for this!". Especially when "this" is something like bitching about having being ordered to sweep the deck twice instead of once last week, while the boat you're on is split in twain by torpedoes and sinking fast in shark-laden waters with the nearest land way out of sight. Well, in this case Eucris would be the one worn by the captain, who would manage to deal with everything thrown his way, without loosing a single soul or his composure even for a second. And who would be awarded the Victoria Cross shortly after landing. Posthumously more likely. I showed the bottle to an old friend of mine, who loves perfumes but is not really into their history, and told him that this very bottle comes from 1912. Well, by just looking at its out-of-an-aesthete's-dreams bottle he partially believed me, and what disbelief was left vanished after sniffing it, cause as he said, there's no way such a perfume belongs anywhere after World War II. And he was right... Eucris is an oddity in our cursory times. Most perfume bottles are filled with perfume. This one's full of ghosts, but although ghosts are some sort of a national sport in England, the ones sleeping inside Eucris' bottle belong to a different kind. The one that smiles and laughs leave behind them. But all these smiles were faint and bitter and all these laughs were short-lived and sarcastic. If you have seen "Easy Virtue", Eucris is the fragrance I imagine James Whittaker (excellently portrayed by Colin Firth) would wear, if he bothered to wear any fragrance at all. Haggard but wise, and no-nonsense till the end. Like the soul of England in a bottle...

A woody/floral/herbal stunner that has been a mainstay in my bathroom for over 37 years. I love it as much this day as the day I discovered it in my father's shaving bag. Nothing has challenged it as my scent of choice. It has been consistently excellent for the duration, and for me is perfection. The one I'd wear in the last days and hours to comfort me before the journey to eternity. Eucris has a pedigree that is pretty much peerless having been worn by the great and the good for over a century. A visit to their shop in Jermyn Street, Piccadilly is to momentarily step into Edwardian London. Inhabited by impeccably polite staff heedful to tradition, it is a world away from the perfume counters of Harrods, Selfridges and Debenhams where the air is dense with liberally offered spritzes all competing against themselves. We are instead ensconced in surroundings that recall a time of Empire, brimming with Old World charm, and graced by gentry in town for fittings with their nearby shirt-makers - exceptions being the curious visitor, and the odd rascal from the world of politics. The sharpness of the black current contrasts with the gloominess of the caraway, coriander, lily-of-the-valley and jasmine. You become enveloped in an aura of rural England. The drydown evokes walking the coastal and country paths on The Cleveland Way in spring and early summer. Hawthorn, blackthorn, elderflower, juniper and nettle - English hedgerow greenery in its full glory. It results in an ambience of dank, mossy, undergrowth-type earthiness and works perfectly with the tartness of the black current. The extraordinary thing is, the floral elements contrive to make it even more sombre, and remind me of church flowers and chapels of remembrance. Not in a negative way, but in a profoundly beautiful and dignified way. One of several magnificent Trumper perfumes, Eucris stands tallest and showcases the ultimate in their craft, so that even after so very many years, it still has a mysteriousness and a near magical effect on me. Eucris is unique, and as English as Rolls Royce. In my opinion, this scent alone puts English perfumery on a par with the best in the World. Enduring, Eucris is in a word, wondrous. My signature scent forever. ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ UPDATE. Since relocated to Duke of York Street nearby.

James Bond most famously wore Eucris by Geo. F. Trumper in Ian Fleming’s “Diamonds Are Forever.” For Bond fans its being in that book set it apart as a glamorous masculine fragrance from 1956 on. A masculine scent for sure but guess what? Tiffany Case would smell smashing in this scent too. A splash or two behind the ears and on the décolletage, a glass of champagne and voilà, magic. Created in 1912 by the famed London gentleman’s barbers you can bet that at least one bottle went down with the Titanic. It is a classic woody floral musk scent that when worn is sublimely rich and sophisticated in a very old school barbershop manner. That can be a good and refreshing thing in the world of todays gourmand and oud craze. At over a hundred years old it is still a star in the masculine fragrance firmament. It opens with the pungent slightly animalic bite of black currant, sweet caraway and earthy coriander. Then up from the bottom right though the mid notes comes the killer beauty of the oakmoss. It grabs the jasmine and lily of the valley in the mid note range and turns them on their ears giving them a toughness they rarely display. These flowers transfigured by the oakmoss are the Bond Girls of the scent, beautiful, tough and slightly dangerous. The dry down is all creamy sandalwood and musk, clean and sophisticated to the end. The Oakmoss holds on and never lets you forget who is boss in this fragrance. Eucris lasts around ten hours on my skin and has a respectable silage of about three feet in the fist few hours and then six to twelve inches in the dry down. It isn’t shy but it is discrete in its style and allure. The wonderful thing about Eucris and many classic old perfumes and colognes it that they carry a history, a life of there own over the decades and many stories along with them. If handled and nurtured with love by the houses that created them they can be as lovely, exciting, sexy and relevant today as the day they were first un-bottled and enjoyed by the public. Eucris by Geo. F. Trumper Five Gold Stars ***** (FOR MY 007 STORY ABOUT EUCRIS CHECK OUT MY BLOG ~ SCENTS MEMORY)