A real competitor with the old Hai Karate for vileness: It’s hard to believe that another fragrance can be as bad as that, but Lord Molyneaux is, and it doesn’t have the from-the-sixties excuse, either. The basil / green / rosewood combination in the opening is completely disgusting, and the disagreeableness of the opening is succeeded by the meaninglessness and amorphous nothingness of the heart notes. But the incompetences of both the top and middle are made moot points by the truly awful leather note in the base. Lord Molyneaux is a horrible scent. If you want an excellent masculine Molyneaux fragrance, you would do better to look to the Captain, not to the Lord.
Sir, you may be a Lord but you are no gentleman. You are blunt and crude and offensive. Never come to the Faubourg Saint Germain again. Take that! And that! And that! (de Charlus).