I'm down on my Lorenzo Villoresi fragrances lately. I wear them and get the "yeah, so what" feeling when I smell them the rest of the day. I don't think they're a big deal anymore. Thought I would share.
Patchouli, Spezie, Sandalo, Vetiver, Uomo, Musk. Got 'em in bottles. Teinte de Neige, Garofano, Incensi, and maybe another in sample vials. Try another one of them looking to smell the magic again, and it's the same old, no, this is blah. To wit:
Patchouli. Powerful. Sillage and longevity. Not so much patchouli even. I don't know, I just don't get as much patch from it as I do from Givenchy Gentleman, L'Artisan's Patchouli, Molinard's Patchouli, or Diptyque's L'Autre. Instead I get a lot of the smell of lime juice concentrate mixed with some dull and hidden dirt. I no longer get it. What's the big deal here? A few years ago I had everyone on a subway car turn and look at me because this stuff was so strong. Not long after that someone in an elevator praised me highly for the smell. Still, I don't get that dirty, boozy, smile thing that patchouli brings. All the beauty seems hidden to me. What a bummer.
Spezie. Yeah, this one is nifty. Dry spices. Smells warm, smells exotic, and is delightfully different from how any other man in my major metropolis smells. I've had people notice. I've had a date rave about it. I've claimed it's so wonderfully novel. But now I smell it and say so what. Seems two dimensional. Like a scent you put on and it makes you smell like that for the day, but doesn't take you anywhere.
Sandalo. Been months since I've worn it so I'm probably not being fair. In the past it has struck me as wonderful because it's a dry sandalwood. Most sandalwoods are heavy, smell oily, smell sappy, smell of woods in the dark and damp. (Maybe they don't to your nose, but to my nose most sandalwoods conotate something thick and wet.) That's most sandalwoods. Sandalo however, is delightfully dry and thus I found it fitting for a fantastic summertime sandalwood fragrance. Better, it was kind of an "aura" scent, rather than one that would seem to radiate from where I sprayed it. I walked in its cloud during the day, and it was a beautiful effect. I guess I have to try it again shortly, but now I just say so-what also. Tam Dao by Diptyque (wet sandalwood) still blows me away with the amount of olfactory sculpture it carves into my nose. MPG's Parfum d'Habit has sandalwood that plays hide and seek with me all day long, intermittent with dirt, tar maybe, and some black putty. MPG Santal Noble is so sparkling it seems to be a smell with Christmas jingle bells ringing every time I smell it. Sandalo, however, it's nice, but come the end of the day I wish I'd chosen something else.
Musk. I'm not a musk guy, I'm a rose guy. I went for this for the roses. There aren't enough. The musk doesn't come out to its best unless you start sweating like crazy, which I learned playing great video games in it once. Otherwise look for a nice LV Musk day when you know you're going to be freaked out nervous for several hours. Except for those circumstances LV Musk is just too much. One big blob that doesn't unroll. Sort of a senseless thing and thus an uninteresting thing. Like looking at a pile of dirty rags. Not assuming bad smells from a pile of dirty rags, mind you, but the visual lack of interest in said pile.
Vetiver. I used to think this was paradise. A formal night's vetiver. Some of its grassiness is so sharp you expect to hear the sound of grass blades used as a whistle in your cupped hands as you walk down the street. A formal and raw manly scent that is like the moment when one is all dressed up for the night out, and giving last moment directions about the mundane household things to the baby sitter. The sitter hears you about when you'll be back, that there's milk in the fridge, and when you'll be back, but thinks, damn, he's wearing a tuxedo telling me all that stuff. That's what I thought LV's Vetiver should be used for. But I wore it last week or so, and just got a weedy mess instead of delicious grasses and roots. I've been playing with Givenchy, Carven, and Guerlain vetivers for the summer and fall and I'm now pretty swayed by the smooth beauty of those products. I love Route du Vetiver too, and I'd pick that for my killer vetiver, so I simply don't know the purpose of the dry sort of silly mess that is LV's Vetiver.
Uomo. Not a bad stuff at all. Sort of nice and relaxing to be in. Reminds me of the way the shade smells when you suddenly walk out of the bright sun. It has a nice effect like cooling the nose. Has the most interesting fennel, I think, and seems a delightful addition to the "melancholy" scents scent category. Reflective. Contemplative. Sort of sad. Patient. A good mood to have and a good scent to remind you that remove feels good sometimes. Buuuut, Patricia de Nicolaï's Nicolaï Pour Homme does this genre so much better. LV's melancholy sort of sits there. Like Musk it refuses to unroll and reveal itself. Leaves me with the old blah, so what reaction.
I can't be fair to what I've got in samples. Nevertheless, Insensi smells like warm incense stuff on a standard, dull, LV base. Garofano smells fantastic. I love carnation and it doesn't smell like any other LV. Love the smell of this one. Still, I have Caron's Bellogia, and in edp. Teint de Neige? Dunno, gotta wear it. Sniffing it I think it's just not my thing.
I'm not getting rid of these bottles. Because I'm down on them I'll probably have to wear them more so I can try to figure them out and why I'm down on them again. Similar to how I used to have arguments with a couple girlfriends about D.H. Lawrence. I hate his books. They'd say why, how can you, they're great, I love his books. So I'd have to read more of his books to justify my dislike or try to find something I like that I didn't see before. It set me about needing to put my nose into what I dislike so that I dislike it. Not a great use of time or a really healthy thing to do, but a scent is for a day in the life. No doubt disliking them will bring me to a few more days in the life of them, and that's all for the better.
But now I say there's no need to get out of your chair for LV scents.
--Chris
Patchouli, Spezie, Sandalo, Vetiver, Uomo, Musk. Got 'em in bottles. Teinte de Neige, Garofano, Incensi, and maybe another in sample vials. Try another one of them looking to smell the magic again, and it's the same old, no, this is blah. To wit:
Patchouli. Powerful. Sillage and longevity. Not so much patchouli even. I don't know, I just don't get as much patch from it as I do from Givenchy Gentleman, L'Artisan's Patchouli, Molinard's Patchouli, or Diptyque's L'Autre. Instead I get a lot of the smell of lime juice concentrate mixed with some dull and hidden dirt. I no longer get it. What's the big deal here? A few years ago I had everyone on a subway car turn and look at me because this stuff was so strong. Not long after that someone in an elevator praised me highly for the smell. Still, I don't get that dirty, boozy, smile thing that patchouli brings. All the beauty seems hidden to me. What a bummer.
Spezie. Yeah, this one is nifty. Dry spices. Smells warm, smells exotic, and is delightfully different from how any other man in my major metropolis smells. I've had people notice. I've had a date rave about it. I've claimed it's so wonderfully novel. But now I smell it and say so what. Seems two dimensional. Like a scent you put on and it makes you smell like that for the day, but doesn't take you anywhere.
Sandalo. Been months since I've worn it so I'm probably not being fair. In the past it has struck me as wonderful because it's a dry sandalwood. Most sandalwoods are heavy, smell oily, smell sappy, smell of woods in the dark and damp. (Maybe they don't to your nose, but to my nose most sandalwoods conotate something thick and wet.) That's most sandalwoods. Sandalo however, is delightfully dry and thus I found it fitting for a fantastic summertime sandalwood fragrance. Better, it was kind of an "aura" scent, rather than one that would seem to radiate from where I sprayed it. I walked in its cloud during the day, and it was a beautiful effect. I guess I have to try it again shortly, but now I just say so-what also. Tam Dao by Diptyque (wet sandalwood) still blows me away with the amount of olfactory sculpture it carves into my nose. MPG's Parfum d'Habit has sandalwood that plays hide and seek with me all day long, intermittent with dirt, tar maybe, and some black putty. MPG Santal Noble is so sparkling it seems to be a smell with Christmas jingle bells ringing every time I smell it. Sandalo, however, it's nice, but come the end of the day I wish I'd chosen something else.
Musk. I'm not a musk guy, I'm a rose guy. I went for this for the roses. There aren't enough. The musk doesn't come out to its best unless you start sweating like crazy, which I learned playing great video games in it once. Otherwise look for a nice LV Musk day when you know you're going to be freaked out nervous for several hours. Except for those circumstances LV Musk is just too much. One big blob that doesn't unroll. Sort of a senseless thing and thus an uninteresting thing. Like looking at a pile of dirty rags. Not assuming bad smells from a pile of dirty rags, mind you, but the visual lack of interest in said pile.
Vetiver. I used to think this was paradise. A formal night's vetiver. Some of its grassiness is so sharp you expect to hear the sound of grass blades used as a whistle in your cupped hands as you walk down the street. A formal and raw manly scent that is like the moment when one is all dressed up for the night out, and giving last moment directions about the mundane household things to the baby sitter. The sitter hears you about when you'll be back, that there's milk in the fridge, and when you'll be back, but thinks, damn, he's wearing a tuxedo telling me all that stuff. That's what I thought LV's Vetiver should be used for. But I wore it last week or so, and just got a weedy mess instead of delicious grasses and roots. I've been playing with Givenchy, Carven, and Guerlain vetivers for the summer and fall and I'm now pretty swayed by the smooth beauty of those products. I love Route du Vetiver too, and I'd pick that for my killer vetiver, so I simply don't know the purpose of the dry sort of silly mess that is LV's Vetiver.
Uomo. Not a bad stuff at all. Sort of nice and relaxing to be in. Reminds me of the way the shade smells when you suddenly walk out of the bright sun. It has a nice effect like cooling the nose. Has the most interesting fennel, I think, and seems a delightful addition to the "melancholy" scents scent category. Reflective. Contemplative. Sort of sad. Patient. A good mood to have and a good scent to remind you that remove feels good sometimes. Buuuut, Patricia de Nicolaï's Nicolaï Pour Homme does this genre so much better. LV's melancholy sort of sits there. Like Musk it refuses to unroll and reveal itself. Leaves me with the old blah, so what reaction.
I can't be fair to what I've got in samples. Nevertheless, Insensi smells like warm incense stuff on a standard, dull, LV base. Garofano smells fantastic. I love carnation and it doesn't smell like any other LV. Love the smell of this one. Still, I have Caron's Bellogia, and in edp. Teint de Neige? Dunno, gotta wear it. Sniffing it I think it's just not my thing.
I'm not getting rid of these bottles. Because I'm down on them I'll probably have to wear them more so I can try to figure them out and why I'm down on them again. Similar to how I used to have arguments with a couple girlfriends about D.H. Lawrence. I hate his books. They'd say why, how can you, they're great, I love his books. So I'd have to read more of his books to justify my dislike or try to find something I like that I didn't see before. It set me about needing to put my nose into what I dislike so that I dislike it. Not a great use of time or a really healthy thing to do, but a scent is for a day in the life. No doubt disliking them will bring me to a few more days in the life of them, and that's all for the better.
But now I say there's no need to get out of your chair for LV scents.
--Chris
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