#TOM FORD BLACK ORCHID OR SOLEOL FULL#

It had that moist, dirty undertone of decay that I hate in lilies, but love in jasmine.

#TOM FORD BLACK ORCHID OR SOLEOL FULL#

I got intense jasmine from it, like walking past a garden full of the stuff on an early September evening in some Mediterranean country. The flower scent quickly drew me back in though. You really get both scents rather loudly at the same time, which is a strange combination and made me jerk my head back from my arm for a moment, because I was expecting something syrupy sweet like BO. It starts unexpectedly with a combination of freshness (citrus peel like) and sharpness (the pepper I presume) in combination with the heady, dirty sweetness of white flowers. I'd say this is a warm, creamy floral, with some of the gourmand sweetness of its mother. I'd say it's only vaguely reminiscent of BO, and it's certainly not what I came for, but it is brilliant! While searching for a deep, dark, sexy oriental I wandered over to the Tom Ford counter to try Black Orchid, and picked up this baby. Orchid Soleil's joyeuse is starting to look a little shabby around the edges, so I must be scrupulous if schizoid and downgrade my rating to neutral.* Consider the vision of a wedding dress maculated by a few material defects. To most, it probably appears a minor misstep, but nevertheless one I can't abide. *After repeated wears, I have become aware of a deeply unpleasant plastic note that almost wholly negates my heaping praise.

Its showiness has worn itself out on me, admittedly, but there's something fascinating going on here that someone else might just choose to adopt as a mainstay. The standard plushness has been set aflame, vaporized into a thousand fine motes, suspended across a glittering satin curtain. Orchid Soleil is somewhat true to this sensation of oppressive luxury, yet remains oddly light on its feet. Inside the indolic haze, you feel as if you've been scouted out and marked by some base animal. Verges on the sensation of a physical unguent, slathered across your person. Normally the appeal of an overpowering composition is that it blankets you with its thick, impenetrable veil. Full-figured tuberose is as enticing as ever. It has a few original twists built into its development, but whilst initially a rich and intense floral creation, the second half's ingredients as a bit anaemic on my skin. To me this spring scent is a bit of a misnomer, as the tuberose is the most prominent component on me. I get moderate sillage, very good projection, and eight hours of longevity on my skin. a very faint, soft and quite bright patchouli prevents the sweetness from becoming too cloying. The base adds a mix of vanilla paste and, accompanying as a sidekick, a chestnut cream impression the latter dyad is quite intriguing, albeit fading with time. In the drydown it develops more floral notes, white floral mainly, with a sweet red spider lily as well as the orchid the latter is endowed with a slightly dirty characteristic at times. A floral storm opens this experience: A rich, heavy, moderately indolic and waxy tuberose, with touches of white pepper and a discreetly woodsy background - a but cypress is just traceable.

Tom ford black orchid or soleol