Périlleusement Vôtre

To the only oud I’ve ever loved: I’m sorry I absolutely hated you at first. The darkest crimson rose, covered in blood. Black wood and incense. Embers and ash. Intense. Not for the faint of heart. Makes a statement from across the room. Sometimes you need a perfume that feels like a pleasant jolt to the senses.

A gorgeous mature oud. Feels raw and sophisticated. Very high quality, very dark in an inspiring way. Very simple and minimal on purpose. I really enjoy it, it may seem unusual but it has a Lutens touch that makes it stand out.

This is my first Serge Lutens, happy to use this in Winter. When I first to spray on body as usual and made me dizzy as too strong, but the smell become great after few hours. Love it.

I recently got a 1 ml official sample of Périlleusement Vôtre . To my nose, it sits squarely within one of the classic rose-oud archetypes, following a structure that has become instantly recognizable over the past decade. The composition is remarkably direct. A dry, non-dewy rose accord takes center stage, supported by a slightly smaller proportion of equally dry oud. There is very little oriental ornamentation around it. It goes straight to the point. Among the fragrances I have tried, the closest comparison is undoubtedly Rose d'Arabie by Armani. Their overall structure is remarkably similar. The main distinction, to my nose, lies in the balance: Armani lets the rose take the lead, while Périlleusement Vôtre shifts the emphasis slightly toward the oud. If there had ever been a hypothetical Rose d'Arabie Pour Homme , this is probably how I would imagine it. Some may find this style clichéd, and I can understand why. Yet there is something to be said for this restraint. Achieving this texture while keeping the composition relatively clean and approachable is not as easy as it sounds. Along with Rose d'Arabie , this is one of the more versatile interpretations of the genre, although "versatile" should still be understood in relative terms. The comparison also explains why some other rose-oud fragrances work less well for me. Black Aoud by Montale suffers from poor material quality, while The Moon by Frederic Malle overloads the structure with animalic, woody, and patchouli facets. It doesn't try to reinvent the genre, and perhaps that's precisely its strength and well-executed. Rating: 7.5/10

A little joke on the part of Uncle Serge: a delicately poised rose oud without a hint of tastelessness. And, while waiting for the signature Serge shoe to drop, the girl brings in a little bouquet of violets and places it silently on the table. What is this new space we have found, behind all things? Does anyone else know we are here?