Heavy Metal Jazzmine
got it at half the price and even those 45€ were thrown to the wind. All I got is synthetic jasmine and other florals... some other chemicals for a metallic afterglow...my opinion might be biased but from all the different goes I had at testing ELdO's in different shops at different times is this house all about chemical hype??!
Cons: synthetic to the bone, low sillage and longevity"
"Coco chanel smoking herself to death in a nursing home"
Thats the only way I can describe this incredibly NAUSEATING perfume.
I'm usually very tolerant to fragrances even if they have top notes I don't enjoy and I try to fight through it to give it a fair chance.
For some reason I couldn't for the life of me resist scrubbing my arm with brillo to take this off. Maybe its my skin or my nose but I'm glad I got a sample and not the full bottle.
Tobacco and Jasmine didn't mix well in this particular blend.
I love jasmine (A La Nuit, Sarrasins). I love tobacco notes (Fumerie Turque, Chergui, Pipe Tobacco Accord). I love jasmine and tobacco together. (Just try layering a dab of A La Nuit on top of Fumerie Turque -- to die for.) In fact, individually, each of the notes for Jasmin et Cigarette is included among my favorites.
Together, though ... ugh. I get about 1 minute of a very nice jasmine, and then ... nothing but new vinyl shower curtain. Maybe there's something synthetic about the jasmine or the cedar. I would point to orange blossom as the culprit (every now and then I have a bad chemistry day with SL Fleurs d'Oranger and also get the new vinyl shower curtain effect), but there's no orange blossom listed among the notes.
I'm stumped. I want to like it. Can't like it. Don't want to smell like vinyl.
My mother's signature scent wasn't so much any one particular perfume (she worked her way through several) - but more of a theme "perfume and cigarettes". She smoked 40 a day. Probably why she got cancer in the end. To me, Jasmin & Cigarette is instantly evocative of "perfume and ashtray". It is a chilling reminder of the not-so-good memories. Another powerful example of the subjectivity of our perfume experiences.
I got ashtrays full of stubbed-out cigarettes from this one, so I didn't pursue it any further.