To me Ciel is a fragrance that is continually shifting slowly, so when you remember you've got it on, it has changed ever so slightly from what you smelled the last time. Its opening is nothing special: a sour lavender with a hint of urine. I'm not keen on the heavy lemony citrus and there's a constant sense of the strong synthetics used in so many men's fougeres. This latter may or may not be the case here, it just smells like it. This kind of thing is done so much better by the likes of Acqua di Parma, one wonders why Amouage bothered. But as the hours go by, the pissy note is the first to go, the synthetics relax, floral sweetness creeps up gently like a shape pressing against a curtain, the whole thing gets rounder and rounder until the completing sandal and vetiver finally reveal a pretty successful creation. But it has taken about four hours to get there. So Ciel is one of those offerings which I would not buy for myself, but were I to receive as a gift, I'd probably kiss profusely the person who gave it me. Curiously, upon showering the next day, the water revives just the quality sandal and vetiver base for a glorious moment. Would love to have that in a bottle.