Savage Belle

I think this is really great! Dark, but sparkling. I love powdery scents so I'm likely biased, but the powdery, slightly smokey "mineral" charcoal note here alongside a fresh, expensive vintage cologne vibe with the genius addition of shampoo ginger, especially straight from the dabber /first spray, is a surprise and does make this colder and more unique than not, bringing to mind a Dark and Stormy drink. Perfectly unisex despite the name, but I think it can easily slide more one way or the other depending on skin chemistry. Something creamy comes out close on my skin which I find very pretty, I suppose that's the woods. I honestly don't have a good grasp on the stated notes otherwise. I agree with cpellegrino and Capablanca- it smells of something I can't quite name, and vaguely reminds me of the natural sweet scents of old fur and wool coats or sweaters: not lingering scents on them but the actual fur fiber - neither animal, mineral or exactly floral, but kind of all at once. This does not make it musky or leathery in any way, it lacks that kind of warmth or animalistic undertone, which you might expect with a name like "Savage" Belle, and may be disappointed with the lack of indolic tropical flowers or carnal musks alongside the ginger. However with its snake iconography on the box and bottle, a vision of a cold, aloof femme fatale in a fur coat, a cold ginger cocktail in a smoked glass in hand, is pretty apt. I find it really enjoyable and wearable.

It's 1925 and you find yourself in the Chinatown district of San Francisco, standing under a crimson-pained pagoda. Down a few stairs and into an easily looked-past basement door, there is a Speakeasy unlike any other. Plush red-velvet couches overflow in the space and the smoke in the air is heady, sweet, and definitely not coming from cigars but instead, from very long and thin pipes the likes of which you've never seen before. Men in neatly pressed shirts play casual dice games in the corners while women serve them tea in little lacquer cups with no handles. You take a seat and are handed a pipe and a cup of tea. You only meant to rest your eyes for a moment, but realize that you may have been dreaming all of this. Is this really a couch you are sitting on, or is it a red field of poppies? Are those beautiful women in silk dresses or are they sinuous dragons, green-gold scales rippling in the smoky light

The fragrance is so interesting and off-beat but not totally out-there. Putting aside the imagery and « femme fatale » from the packaging and name: The opening has a clear, transparent ginger note. Like a ginger tea. I do not really detect any bergamot but I’m sure it’s supporting the ginger. Ginger tends to disappear quickly. The wisteria is pleasant. As it developed the wisteria turned slightly soapy, yet still sexy. The soapiness falls away. The wisteria is powdery and slightly musky backed by a curious mineral note with surprising, though not unpleasant, sharpness for a base note. The image that comes to mind is sunny day, a dangerous, shining knife and a wisteria vine. It could considered unisex leaning feminine. Or maybe a feminine scent with a dangerous feel.

bold, beautiful, and delicious. very long lasting and potent, but not overbearing. my friends loved it on me :) this is definitely going to be my scent for months to come

smells like my gay best friend