Reviews of Tabac Blond (1919)
by Caron

Feels like entering a dusky shrine after all dark ritual is done. Incense smoke settled, some rough cut tobacco for hashish rests in a wooden chest, worn our dirty leather carpets... inspirations about the dark side of human... really impressive... But after half an hour all mystery of smoke incense tobacco and leather dissolves and comes the carnation amber musk of the old style. it is a kind of smell that any one with a moderate nose would tell you that it is old, and anyone over his forties can tell you that it is a kind of frag that around 1950 many men on the world, governors soldiers and the Persian merchants and Chinese barbershops used to smell... The one i have tried was the extrait and i wanna try other forms in the hope for a more acceptable base because the leather incense top note is really very charming. It is masculine and i would rarely find a place to wear but i would have it only to wear on wrists to enjoy myself, if only it is not followed by an old spice type chubby guy entering the shrine loudly...

This review is under revision.

I appreciate the history of this scent... but...it wore me, and wore me out. I felt smothered and choked by a leather-clad biker in a sleazy bar, tables and floors stained with decades of spilled booze...