Kenzo Jungle Homme: Another one that opens with a burst of lime. I can identify the hierba mate, but only after I read that it is in the note pyramid.
After that initial impression, I also got a nice milky nutmeg. It actually reminded me of the oddest White Russian I've had- the bartender grated fresh nutmeg onto it, and overdid it to my taste. In Kenzo Jungle, the nutmeg is not overdone. I am really enjoying this so far (at the 30 minute mark).
The drydown shows vetiver (which carries the lime through), sandalwood, and cedar.
At little over three hours, it seems to be practically gone from my wrists. I've since put on a jacket, so I can't judge the rest of my arms. I still get a presence from my chest, though, but it does seem that the longevity on this one is not stellar.