Salvatore Ferragamo pour Homme (1999)
by Salvatore Ferragamo

An odd one. Figgy, lots of clove and the drydown is a clean, soapy vetiver and cedarwood. This would be a nice change of pace to wear once in a while.

Bought this blind, which I regret about as much as you can regret a $16 snag at a discount store--but since I picked up Dirty English and Story for the same price, I think can endure the letdown. Whether I can endure another wearing of SFpH, though, is doubtful. The first few seconds might lead you to believe you've got yourself a unique fresh fragrance, but once the fig and citrus burns off you're SOL for the next four hours during which you'll be subjected to whiffs of an amzing reproduction of the smell of clove cigarettes, a 100% synthetic-smelling freshness, very dry vetiver and wood, and a sweetness that seems unpleasantly out of place under the sharp and dry notes. I always try to give fragrances a full wearing but this one got washed off with extreme prejudice.

The fig comes on strong at first. It melts down to reveal some kind of weak almost feminine hygiene smell. Nothing special here. But, it is different from the usual suspects if that is what you are looking for.

Exquisite bottle - perhaps, misshapen by the intense dischordance in the fragrance it contains. It opens to a crescendo of green fig and the initial conflict begins as the fig competes with the grapefruit creating an astringent note which seems to serve as the conduit to all the accents that rise and fall, smear and clash until it all seems to exhaust itself and implode in the strangely dischordant and crippled way of some synthetic blends. I suspect it might suit naturally acrid bodies where the astringency might serve a purpose to freshen and tone natural smell. In tandem with other gourmand fragrances the problematic notes can be warmed and muffled and the effect can be quite charming. My rating reflects its potential to metamorphose and be better than it is as a singular fragrance when used with a partner like Extraordinary by Avon, or Casran by Chopard.

Oh this one is bad, big time, make that VERY bad. It does not even fit to be a toilet refresher spray...it went straight to the bin, i'm embarrassed to even give it to anyone.

I've loved this for years now and the notes are awesome on me. I love the fig and the drydown. It has always sort of reminded me in a way of Marc Jacobs for men. I will always buy this as long as it's sold. It's not expensive and smells great.