Odile

I blind bought this, and I am in complete love. I'm not against admitting defeat to a beautiful bottle, so honestly, I didn't care if I hated it.. but I absolutely love it. It doesn't smell of "tires" or "shoes" or anything like that to me at all. It smells like a fresh leather handbag, leather seats in a car. It's musky and sexy, perfectly unisex with a slight lean feminine in my opinion. Anise and dark bitter chocolate in the dry-down, but it doesn't lose its complex notes throughout. And it definitely doesn't read gourmand to me. This is sophisticated and fun and mysterious all in one. In a seedy bar with a beautiful woman, a motorcycle, some cocktails, black lace, and the stomp of a cigarette under a black heel. It's almost bdsm in a way, the latex and blood orange evoke an eroticism under it all. The "unconventional" notes don't deter it nor make it an unwearable one; they will change how you think about a leather note, a citrus, or even a chocolate. It's almost indescribable. The bottle is a bonus, but the fragrance is the star. Don't blind buy it, but for the love of god, smell it.

This one is going to haunt me. Smells like a sexy car dealership, of virgin black rubber and sculpted leather. Equally powerful is the slick Vantablack anise. Imagine the shiniest, gummiest whip of black licorice. The dark chocolate is the ninety-plus percent sort, bitter and rich enough to set hair on end. Meanwhile, the blood orange quietly brightens these deeper, oiler notes. Odile is clean and cool for a dark scent, with zero spice or rose. She also holds solid for at least six hours on skin, and over a day in fabric. I’ve never smelled anything quite like her. She’s hellaciously expensive, but in the grand scheme probably much cheaper than ghosting about the local Porsche showroom. Mental Snapshot: Night owl. Thinks star signs are trash. The most disciplined rebel you’ll meet, a true artist-athlete. Professional rally driver, champion pole dancer, sixth-degree black belt. Runs a half-marathon while watching Fury Road. Or Titane. Habitually late, but no event dares start without her. I mean, have you tried slithering into a latex catsuit before? tl;dr: vroom vroom 🛞 🏴

I find that almost all of Odile's listed notes are present and can share the stage fairly at some point during it's life on the skin, maybe with the exception of the somewhat weak blood orange. I'm surprised to see "sweet" as an accord. To me, Odile is uniquely bitter. It opens with a pungent rubber note that is not for the faint of heart. Thankfully, the sheer power of it is tamed pretty quickly, leaving behind an atmosphere reminiscent of a tire shop that now challenges the plastic-y licorice-like star anise. Both these aggressive and sharp notes are grounded by a warm, round, bitter chocolate and a leather car seat interior. Dangerous, fun, youthful. Dark and moody but also doesn't take itself too seriously.

I was not expecting to like this at all since I'm not particularly a fan of any of Odile's notes. Upon sampling, though, this is like nothing I've ever smelled before and I have to say I love it. It doesn't really smell like any of the individual notes to my nose; Odile is, to me, greater than the sum of its parts. It's comforting, musky and has a fresh facet as well. There is something about it that reminds me of diaper cream but in a really good way. There's no way to make such a comparison sound appealing, I know. Im also shocked that patchouli isn’t listed as a note here because I do detect its presence. Odile is a rich, sensual and addictive scent that is perfect for the cold weather.

Odile is like the more subdued younger sister of Purple Afternoon, which is one of my all-time favourite perfumes that i sadly pretty much only wear when i’m by myself because i’m too shy to wear strong scents in public. Odile wears much closer to the skin and is a perfect winter going-out scent imo. Both perfumes read as very powdery to me, this one a warmer and more youthful powder from the musk note, and Purple Afternoon a cold earthy iris root powder. If the essence of Purple Afternoon is wandering in a frozen wood communing with small animals and evil spirits, Odile’s is sitting in the window alone and slightly forlorn at a Christmas party.

I'm obsessed with this perfume and soooo wish I could find a good dupe because the price is unfortunately too steep for a signature scent. On my skin I get less musk and a lot of the leather, dark chocolate, and a hint of a cherry which is interesting because that's not listed in the notes. I've never found another perfume that has melded so well with my skin chemistry. It reminds me of Catwoman and also brings to mind cherry cordials or a dark chocolate version of those Terry's Christmas chocolate oranges. Very suitable perfume for December and I hope I can either find a good dupe or find $300 on the sidewalk to buy a full bottle!

sisters, not twins. sweet, sultry, animalic carmex with a hint of slick waterproof licorice. love her or hate her, she’s unforgettable. the notes are definitely accurate although the citrus is very muted, but dries down gracefully to a lingering delicate and musky bubble bath. projection is intimate but assertive. the $300/50mL price point is a pretty hard pill to swallow as someone with numerous expensive hobbies on top of fragrances but i’ll keep dreaming about odile and hoping a smaller decant comes my way.

an audacious burst . Rubber tires screeching on asphalt, anise curling through the air like an ink-black brushstroke on a blank canvas. the raw intensity of a Gerhard Richter painting, where abstraction meets rebellion. coolness of Vicks VapoRub, a medicinal clarity layered with the waxy familiarity of a carmine-stained chapstick. It’s an olfactory portrait of a motorcycle girl, her leather jacket a modern reinterpretation of a Cindy Sherman self-portrait, blurring the line between persona and reality.

I have a sample of Odile along with the sister fragrance Odette. Odile reminds me of my father's go-to cologne but with a lighter more feminine sultriness....the Black Swan Odile accompanied by her father Rothbart to the prince's ball to lead him astray from sweet and fair Odette. On me smells like a suede and bitter chocolate the rubber just serves to enrich those notes. Makes me want to go to the ballet.

One of the most delicious fragrances I’ve ever laid my nose on. Lacy black underwear peeking out from the waistband of a pair of flattering jeans smeared with motor-oil. I love the combo of rubber/latex with something a little sweet. Annabel’s Birthday Cake does this nicely too. I am one of the few who are financially illiterate enough to drop the money on this. Odile, you will be mine...if you’ll have me.

I love this so much, I love the rubber, suede and star anise notes so much (I used to HATE star anise). it reminds me of the perfume I could never get my hands on (CDG Garage 3) its a perfect blend of masculine/feminine and smells heavenly on day old clothes. I will be upset when I run out because of the steep price of this but I WILL be repurchasing no matter what. its sexy and intoxicating!

a seamless and delicate blend of rubber, chocolate, and suede with a slightly tart edge from the blood orange. a peculiar gourmand that teeters between benevolence and a painful wistfulness. pairs fittingly with smudged liner and a knowing smirk.

Delicious. It does smell "dark." Anise is predominant, but it's also a bit chocolatey and powdery. More potent than Odette, but I do wish it was longer lasting.

Reminds me of État libre d'Orange's "Fat Electricians" older androgynous brother. A smoother, sexier rubber.

the soaking wet cherry pierced into a manhattan rinsed with absinthe. a warm cheek nuzzled against leather. burnt rubber, snapped latex. cronenberg’s ‘crash’ (1996). the shock of a car’s seat contrasting with the temperature of skin. cigarette smoke filtered through cacao nibs crushed between teeth. chipping nail polish on a crushed can of pepsi. forgotten regret. the opening is an industrial clang, like heavy petting on a heap of tires and motor oil in a thick smog, but quickly it shifts into second gear, revealing odile’s downpour of sweet vermouth and orange bitters dripping from leather. boozy and bold with a hint of black licorice and bleeding ink. then, the real shocker: chocolate! the chocolate note in odile is not what most might assume it to be. it is not hershey’s, nor is it the chocolate you smell in mugler’s angel. have you ever had single-origin dark chocolate made with only high-quality cacao beans and a bit of sugar? yes, it is bitter, but it’s also complex, its taste often coming with a variety of notes like berries, coffee, and tea. think of amarena cherries coated in the darkest chocolate imaginable, sweating a little as it starts to melt. that is the chocolate in odile, and it does not overstay its welcome, eventually settling down into soft suede and warm, fuzzy musk like fur on hot skin, all with the smoothness of dark liquor. it is neither feminine nor masculine—it is both, each side of the coin gazing at the other with equal parts suspicion and awe. masculinity viewed through femininity, femininity viewed through masculinity. a dance! everything i have just said about odile sounds a little bit disgusting, and, well, it is! it's equal parts scrapyard romp and cocktail bar, but i *like* it (whether or not it’s worth $300 for a full bottle is a different question). bittersweet and darker than the night, darker than any fantasy. pair only with a black leather jacket or black pantyhose, only in the evening, only with smoldering eyes—or bust! going fast, too fast, slow down, no wait, don’t! songs for odile: black silk stocking by krisma, sex-eye-make up by the glove, warm leatherette by the normal, diamonds fur coat champagne by suicide, the hunger by winston tong.

I usually can’t stand leather notes in fragrances, and I somehow missed the fact when I was ordering samples that this was a leather fragrance. I guess because I was also buying a sample of Odette my eyes just skipped right over that fact. Somehow I don’t actually hate this, and I actually like it a lot better than Odette, which is odd. Especially because it also has chocolate, which is a note that can go sideways easily. But together, with the blood orange, it triggered a powerful memory of being a young child, sitting in my grandfather’s ancient car with a leather interior, eating an entire chocolate orange he’d bought for me around Christmas time. It reads as quite masculine to my nose, and I kind of regret wearing it on a 90 degree day, but I am glad to have a sample to revisit the memory with! Lasting power is about five hours, silage is relatively strong, but would probably be less so on a cooler, drier day.

This conjured memories of my great aunt in her leather jacket with a silver brooch and rings on every finger. It’s Christmas dinner at the local Italian restaurant, it’s dark outside and the leather has cooled under the beads of snow. I didn’t expect to like this at all since it hit me with such a piercing rubber. As it dries though, the musk, suede, and slight sweetness bring me a familial comfort that honestly made me emotional. As someone who loves the smell of tires and gasoline, this is addictive. The leather is a bit stronger than my normal taste and sadly, it kind of makes me sneeze. But the visceral transportation I get from this reminds me of what is so magical about perfume. It’s a genuine work of art, and I look forward to wearing it next Christmas.

I was able to spray a sample of this on myself to see how it wears on the skin. I really enjoyed this sprayed right from the bottle, but as it dried down and interacted with my skin rubber became the main note. Although it did phase through some of the lighter notes throughout the wear, it really reminded me of the smell of rubber pool toys or my father's garage. I got that subtle blood orange suede-y smell towards the end of its wear on my skin. Not sure if this would be something I would wear often if I owned a bottle, but I absolutely could not stop smelling this. It's certainly not for everyone, but is interesting nonetheless.

On first spray, I get a sophisticated, ladylike suede and leather (it doesn't read as rubber to me). And there's something lurking underneath...something sweet and slightly fruity? Quickly morphing through a diaper cream/wipe stage (as mentioned below, it's not exactly unpleasant) before settling into a musky, softly dusty cocoa skin scent. When I first sampled Odile, I didn't think it was for me but then I found myself huffing my wrists and searching for that musky cocoa scent.

need to stop getting samples of perfumes i simply cannot afford because what is the logic there. but anyways i really had to try this because i love courtney and marissa's work, and this bottle is divine... anyways onto the perfume. on my skin it starts off with this very striking rubber note and dries down to a really crisp leather. i think $300 for 50mL is a little crazy and personally i think you can get a similar scent for a lot less but all power to whoever can afford this

This smells like what a sugar daddy would gift me if he wanted me to wear the scent of him all the time. I want to dress up in leather everything and bury myself in this perfume. It smells like rubber, suede (but honestly mostly a worn in leather jacket to me) with a hint of blood orange, but mostly burying myself in musk.

Reminds me of an unobtainable older man that you are infatuated with who you will think about for the rest of your life. At first I thought I smelled Menthol or even Sprite but it transformed into a more masculine, dark scent. I feel like this would be obscene to wear during the day. I did not pick up on a rubber scent.

I tried this on a blotter and on my skin to compare notes. On my skin, this immediately teleported me to a shoe repair shop. Glue, leather, rubber, polish. Lots of dark chemical scents. On the blotter, though, I could also smell something cold and ghostly, similar to VapoRub but less mentholated. On neither my skin nor the blotter could I smell anything resembling blood orange, which is too bad, because I think this would have benefitted from some brighter notes. I also noticed that this smells quite different inside (where it's about 72 degrees) and outside (57 degrees today). In the cooler air, the rubber notes felt a lot more cohesive and actually reminded me of Babycat, sans the vanilla. It made me think this could be an interesting scent to layer with, and that impression only got stronger when I walked past my neighbor's guava tree while sniffing my wrist. The combination was nothing short of spectacular. On its own, though, this perfume is a pass for me. I admire its commitment to conventionally un-pretty notes, but I wanted some more reversals, twists and turns. This perfume unsettled but never surprised me.

My little sister is taking her first ballet classes this year and I’ve been on the hunt for the perfect perfume to celebrate her new passion. Odette and Odile were obvious excellent starting points and I was very excited to get my hands on some samples. Odile is a much more challenging frag than her sister. I got rubber right off the bat without even looking at the notes. It reminded me of my dad grinding the brake pads off my explorer one fall and getting melted rubber on the wet leaves. The blood orange ties it to Odette’s grapefruit note. If you’ve ever make pomanders for Christmas it’s a similar smell with the star anise. I don’t think I could wear this scent myself unless I was trying on a character for a night out.

finally got my hands on a sample and i'm sadly underwhelmed. on me its a pleasant powdery clean skin scent. its nice but for all the talk about the notes being so strange i found it really tame. i almost wish i hated it, at least that would've been interesting.

If you take away the pretty packaging and the sexy allure of a fragrance with chocolate, suede, and rubber, this is ultimately a very uninspiring anise-y musk. In different packaging under a different brand name it simply wouldn't be as popular.

This has the Marissa Zappas DNA. It’s an accord or note that I feel is used in a few of her creations. It’s present in that waxy candle smoke mingling with latex balloons in Annabelle’s birthday cake and it’s in the almost burnt fur smokiness of Flaming Creature. I don’t mind this but it does feel like a mashup. I need more time with it. It’s almost as if the flaming creature crashed Annabelle’s bday, and they all got weird and did Sambuca shots into the wee hours. This is the smell of bringing the cooler of orange slices to the orgy.

a tire shop next to Willy Wonka’s chocolate factory. Smells like watching a mechanic with oil still on his fingers dirtily eat a melted chocolate bar. Just gross and weird and not in a fun or inventive way

we're beefing, this is such an unattractive scent

i actually like this more then odette. leans male. it's dior savuage in a bottle for women. i agree with the commenter who said this is the perfume your sugar daddy gives you so that you can smell like him.

they want to rotate my tires but i don't even know how to drive. and for 300$??? i don't think so

I really did not expect to genuinely love this perfume duo. It has all the markings of a ~vibey~ cash grab...I went in highly curious but skeptical. well, my cash has been grabbed :') Odile is such a unique scent!!! It doesn't have notes that I particularly gravitate to, but wow do they all come together into something special. It's the epitome of dark and sexy, with equal amounts of COOL. This is not for basics. This will wear a lot of people. But if it clicks, it clicks. It's entirely femininely erotic, but does not have typical "feminine" notes. It's smudged black eyeliner, latex thigh highs and clove cigarettes. It's confident and addicting. It's definitely a little weird and scary, but you can't get enough. I don't think I've ever smelled anything quite like it, and I'm so excited to add it to my collection.

Sometimes I’ll choose a perfume to dedicate to a book to sort of expand the vibe of the story. I was recently given a fantasy book series about ‘class warfare & poverty extortion through the lens of teenage wizards stuck in a magical school’ really brilliant book series that I absolutely tore through & Odile was my chosen pairing! :) The chalky, rubbery, almost metallic cacao easily partnered with this spooky magical fiction! Really brought the story into the room with me. Moody wizard in an enchanted laboratory vibes. Book series is ‘A Deadly Education’ by Naomi Novik. Not technically a Y/A tho I think it totally could be :) I would love to smell it on an aloof librarian trailing the scent through the book stacks!

Do y'all know who Odile is? It's funny because these comments keep mentioning how "dark" "mysterious" "fantastical" "smoldering" "dangerous" "fun" "youthful" and seemingly "smirking" this fragrance is. And that is EXACTLY who Odile is in the ballet Swan Lake. Odette is the "white swan" under a spell that makes her swan by day and human princess at night. Innocent, vulnerable and fragile (and tbh, kind of whiny and complain-y in the ballet) Odile is often depicted as the "black swan" but she was not originally a literal swan. She is a sorceress, an enchantress, and seductress. Her job was to captivate, and almost hypnotize the Prince and lure him away from Odette. You're welcome.

This smells like an older sibling of Annabel's Birthday Cake; many of the notes are sort of a darker spin on the other. If that one smells like a sexy, bratty cabbage patch doll, this one smells like....a ballerina who works in a tire shop? All of the notes listed above come through for me with the rubber/suede foregrounded and the sweetness of chocolate/fruit/spice lurking behind it in a magical way. Sometimes truly nostalgic notes that evoke play-doh or diaper cream come through, other times smells more adult and boozy. It's deeply comforting and a little intimidating at the same time, the way someone can offer both nurturing and discipline. So beautiful.

honestly, surprisingly warm and a bit sweet. The opening is reminiscent of carmex (camphor)- but, that fades quickly. It is leathery and rubbery, with warming spices and a touch of sweetness. It's like being in a cold winter room making a simmering pot of cloves, sliced blood orange, star anise, and some cinnamon to scent your apartment- wearing all leather and big rubber boots from your day outside in the cold, which you never removed. Maybe you live, sleep, shower wearing these items. There's something intense and a little scary- but, also comforting to this too. Because of the soft musk, which smells like a cozy blanket, a child's макушка.

opens with a strong rubber note and tart citrus lurking in the background. it doesn’t strike me as wearable until the dry down, whereupon it becomes a strangely comforting blend of leather, musk, and chocolate. definitely not for the faint of heart (both in terms of scent and price), and i generally don’t find myself gravitating towards scents like these, but i can’t help but love it. i only wish it weren’t so expensive — $300 for 50ml is absurd. still putting it on my wish list in hopes of having my jane eyre moment of sudden inherited wealth. NB: the bottle is stunning.

Thick pleather softening in the sun. Frothy musk and an orange flavored dark chocolate that rich people like. The rubber accord comes off as boozy on me. The dry down has a slightly sweeter TF Ombré Leather vibe. Unisex, not a gourmand and lasts a long while on my skin. 🩶 Mood: Fornasetti candles, soft black Chanel loafers, lived in chocolate brown eyeliner, listening to TORN by Natalie Imbruglia on repeat on one airpod because the other airpod got lost.

as a child i LOVED the smell of sears tire center, so i fear no RUBBER. this scent is like the girl at the party that gets too drunk too fast and loses control. a little dizzying and disorienting. i could feel a rubber kickback in my throat, almost like when you breathe in something chemical. the sweetness of the chocolate and orange feels grounding. very strange and enticing. love her or hate her, you won't forget odile!!!

A very dark and mysterious scent... I have worn this a few times and I want to warn people that it is very rubber heavy (to me). If you love the rubber and leather aesthetic and want to smell like it, then this is totally for you. On me, the chocolate is far away in the background and the blood orange shows up in the opening before rubber takes the spotlight.

Pretty much all black cracking tire rubber for me :( Reminiscent of a junkyard tire section. If that sounds interesting try a vial.. The other notes are completely drowned out by this “rubber” accord. The price for this is egregiously unwarranted imo. No bueno

black swan, frigid sister, darkest night. to my nose predominantly a gourmand plasticine leather, strikingly wearable. there's something addictively comforting here, like a hug from a withholding lover. only wear this with a miaou latex corset.

this is FUCKING GORGEOUS. it’s like if annabelle’s birthday cake was chocolate. both this and annabelle have a delicious mix of edible gourmand/weird plastic rubber/sweet gritty powderiness. i need it so bad why is it $300

When I first put it on my wrist, mostly smelled rubber. After about an hour, smelled a bit more flowery/sweet, which was a plus. Not in love with it.

home-made drift car screaming angel earth mama cacao morning no skin on the side door split blood orange <3

took me straight to rubbertown with a bonus friction spark of star anise.

Omg it’s sexy hot I like it del said latex monk

guamamina come to europe neowwwwww