Esco Pazzo

#107 of My Fragrance Journey - Lorenzo Pazzaglia Esco Pazzo: A technicolour riot in a bottle. Test this on paper, and you'll probably put it back. Lemon, grapefruit, black pepper hitting the strip all at once like a strobe light in a dark room - bright citrus competing with spice and a syrupy sweetness, everything pushing forward simultaneously. It's a lot. Beautiful in a chaotic way, but genuinely overwhelming. Almost like a trap. Then it touches skin, and something focuses. The prism finds its angle. The light starts bleeding into long, emerald streaks - artemisia, cypress, bitter and medicinal and impossibly cool. It stops shouting and starts to breathe. One moment, there's a syrupy fruity sweetness like a sunset over water; the next, dry earthy mate and a textured lavender you weren't expecting. It refuses to pick a single identity and doesn't seem interested in trying. A classic fougère that decided to live a louder, more expressive life. Underneath it all, a metallic geranium hum - chrome catching a rainbow - keeps the whole thing from ever feeling safe or static. You follow it. That's the thing about Esco Pazzo. You don't wear it and move on. It keeps pulling you back in, brightness pushing against bitterness, warmth pushing against freshness, never landing anywhere long enough to let you get comfortable. The lavender, when it comes through, is grounded rather than clean. The geranium adds a slightly metallic, cedar-like dryness beneath a green floral lift. This is where the fougère structure reveals itself - but stretched, modernised, reimagined into something it probably wasn't supposed to become. The base doesn't settle either. Leather, tobacco, amber - but not heavy, not static. More like a soft velvety glow that holds onto the earlier brightness for hours, keeping the whole thing alive. And it does stay alive. Projects hard, lingers well past the point you've stopped noticing it, and with over fifty ingredients blended into it, somehow stays complex without becoming messy. That's the control underneath all that volume. Bold but purposeful. Demanding, but worth the patience. Overdo it, and the sweetness can tip. That's worth knowing. This is a fragrance that rewards a measured hand - give it room to move and it will. Crowd it, and something closes in. When it clicks, it genuinely feels alive. Not a scent you know immediately - more one you keep catching mid-transformation, always becoming something slightly different from what it was a minute ago. Sometimes it stays bright yellow and citrus-sharp. Other times, it sinks into that dark herbal emerald and stays there. I'm still not sure which version I prefer. Maybe that's the point. Vibe: Technicolour strobe, crushed herbs, warm leather in the dark. Performance: Loud, proud, and still there long after the party ends. Fit: You wear this when you want your presence to be a saturated, living statement - and you're ready for people to notice. Does it stay yellow and bright on you, or does it sink into that dark herbal emerald - because I keep catching it doing both. More scent stories and visuals on Instagram - @lavendercloudsjd

Taking a break from the heavier “sea” side of Lorenzo Pazzaglia, I wanted to try something a bit fresher. The brand describes Esco Pazzo as a modern take on the classic fougère structure, with added oriental and amber touches. It’s also meant to evolve throughout the wear, changing as it develops on skin. So I was curious to see if this approach really adds something to the classic style or if it risks overcomplicating it. Right from the opening there is a lot going on. One thing I have learned from this house is that their fragrances really need to be worn on skin. You can test on paper, but you will miss the full drydown where everything comes together, and you will not get a true sense of the great performance. At the start you get artemisia, which comes across bitter, green, and slightly medicinal, almost like wormwood. There is also a noticeable camphor-like edge, which seems to be a signature touch from Lorenzo Pazzaglia, and it works really well here. Alongside that you get cypress, pepper, and spices, plus a light sweetness from fruity notes in the background. After about thirty minutes it starts to smooth out. This is where the fougère character becomes clearer. I get a slightly bitter tea-like feel from the mate, mixed with geranium and lavender. These are classic notes, but the camphor touch and that bit of sweetness keep it unique. After about an hour and a half to two hours, the base starts to come through. You get musk, a slightly salty ambergris feel, and a warm sweetness from saffron that adds depth without becoming heavy. Around three to four hours in, it settles into a more traditionally masculine drydown. The leather is smooth and refined, and the tobacco comes across dry and earthy. If you like tobacco scents I think you'll love the late dry-down here. Overall this is just fantastic. It feels masculine and slightly sweet, and while it follows a traditional structure it never smells dated. The way it shifts over time keeps it interesting, and the performance is really strong. It checks a lot of boxes for me. This feels like a very underrated release from the house. If a slightly bitter, camphor-like, subtly sweet fougère with great performance sounds appealing, then I think this is 100% well worth sampling. People might expect something more unusual from this brand, but this manages to feel both familiar and unique at the same time. Alright I'll stop there. Esco Pazzo is phenomenal.

Esco Pazzo is a fever dream in extrait form. It is an EVENT. I stumbled into it while hunting for sandalwood with bite, but what I found was full-body possession. First spray and I literally said out loud, “oh no.” Because I knew: this was it. Signature scent if you believe in such a thing. (I didn’t. Now I might.) It opens with no hesitations, no easing in. Just immediate, feral impact: roasted sugar and dark fruits slicked with rum, flanked by velvet woods and something borderline carnal. It’s like catching your own reflection and realizing you’re about to have an EXCELLENT day. But then—it evolves. There’s a molten elegance in how it moves. What starts like a decadent punch to the senses begins to reveal nuance: sandalwood, yes, but lacquered in something golden and slightly smoked. Oud that hums but doesn’t screech. Vanilla that flickers and a labdanum-resinous base that just keeps simmering. Every time I catch a new whiff hours later, it’s different—but still very much Esco Pazzo. And the performance? Don’t get me started. I’ve spritzed it at 9am and returned home at 1 am with my hallway still haunted. This extrait doesn't scream, it resonates. It leaves a lacquered trail on your clothes, on your skin, in the air. Powerful, but never cloying. Loud, but never brash. It’s confident in the way you want to be. I wear this when I want to derail conversations. When I want people to turn around. It doesn’t just invite compliments—it creates a ripple. People go glassy-eyed. They crane their necks. They ask. They linger. I’ve had full conversations spiral into fragrance philosophy over this juice. And yet somehow? It’s wearable. All seasons. All genders. All levels of sanity. I genuinely don’t understand why Lorenzo Pazzaglia isn’t a household name. Esco Pazzo is one of the most masterfully blended, wildly addictive extraits I’ve ever worn. It’s in the name. You will go crazy. So will they!!

Esco Pazzo is a unique experience for both experienced fragrance lovers and beginners. There aren’t many perfumes that smell similar, although you might find some comparisons in reviews. I would say it resembles Tom Ford Fucking Fabulous, but with a hint of pepper and more refined edges. At the beginning, citrus notes with pepper in the background are dominant, but in a pleasant way — not at all like a synthetic bomb. As the name suggests (“I’m going crazy”), it came after a long process of working on the perfume, failed combinations, and the search for the desired scent. People who observed Lorenzo Pazzaglia during the final stage of creating this fragrance say that, out of excitement, he exclaimed “Esco Pazzo” because he had created something truly unique and worth trying. It is not a typical fougère and can be compared to Tom Ford Fougere d’Argent (those more experienced will recognize this lavender masterpiece). After about an hour, Esco Pazzo reveals beautiful leather notes and saffron that blend perfectly with a smoky aroma. It never becomes boring — perhaps my best discovery so far.

And after smelling Esco Pazzo I can safely say that the ranking of my favorite perfumes has undergone a shake-up: it has jumped straight to first place, without any ifs or buts. The name could not be more appropriate: an eclectic, multifaceted, chameleon-like fragrance... it changes continuously but is always exceptionally pleasant. It's sparkling, cheerful, green, fruity, it gives me a sense of cleanliness, and I feel a note or chord prevail that made me "go crazy" because I can't understand what it is and what effect it has on me, pass me the term, extremely exciting on a sensorial level. I don't consider it as masculine, I wear it with extreme pleasure, I indulge in sprays even though it is already persistent and has a great sillage , but I like to be constantly surrounded by this perfume. In short, I didn't expect it, but in my personal ranking it is gold medalist.