Cloying opening, a slap of aldehydes and powdery jasmin notes, with a dense, metallic, milky feel and a balsamic touch (that kind of plastic, ozonic balsamic mood as in Fahrenheit 32). I do not get the patchouli at all, a get a tiny bit of oak moss – clean, plain, synthetic - on jasmin, which is perhaps the most prominent note. After a while the metallic fades and evolves into a more soapy note, still cloying but at least a bit more powdery and tolerable. Overall it's fairly poor, unpleasant and confused, with an everlasting persistence and an uselessly misleading name.
14th April, 2014 (last edited: 19th April, 2014)
I was so full of expectation for this fragrance after having read the positive reviews of eminent Basenoters, I was sure I would have enjoyed it at first sniff. Smooth jasmine and patchouli, what’s there not to love?!
I was very disappointed discovering that Mr Monegal’s Patchouly was turning out to be… the richer, heavier sister of L’Artisan Parfumeur Fleur De Liane!
White flowers high on lactones on an almost imperceptible patchouli, jarring with an insistent metallic, (sour) milky note that lasts forever and to which I must be hypersensitive as it prevents me to perceive much else. The development is negligible and, where the olfactory sagacity and irony typical of Bertrand Duchaufour compositions save FdL from being fastidious, the linearity and gravity of this fragrance condemn it to be a real scrubber for me!
Do not be misled by the name for this is not about patchouli as it is about a perfectly unisex floral, the blending so immaculate it's hard to tell where the jasmine ends and patchouli begins. Call it 'jasminouli' or 'patchmine' or whatever, it smells really nice. Unfortunately the linearity of it all gets old fast and reminds me somewhat of elevator music. It tunes me out.
A very sophisticated scent, I like the amber but I keep smelling powder. The jasmine adds a nice contrast. I don't get patchouli much...it's fleeting.
Yes, a wonderful combination of impossibly indolic jasmine and patchouli over a well appointed ambery base. More jasmine than patchouli or better, for a long while a carnal, almost syrupy jasmine dominates the scene with a touch of ostensible booziness coming from its grassy naturalness associated with the ambery majesty. The note of amber is sweetly luxurious, slightly soapy/waxy and vaguely decadent with a touch of incense. At distance the patchouli comes out shy but well trimmed as a baronet at Court. The outcome is a "fat" jasmine with a spark of aristocratic (finally slightly powdery) patchouly. Really well appointed tiny operetta.