I'm wearing Comme des Garçons Laurel for my run. Wish me luck. Wish the town luck.
Okay, I’m back. A quick report on Laurel: it's Frédéric Malle French Lover. Almost exactly. Except with French Lover, and even more so Geranium Pour Monsieur, there's this weird clean musky Comme des Garçons stage, when the minty vegetal accord fades and the perfume turns slightly ozone-y, almost like CdG 53 and 71.
That doesn't seem to happen with Laurel. It's more linear and, ironically, more traditional. It's good and I like it a lot, but if I had no dedication to the vertical, it would be hard to justify owning both this and French Lover.
I'll send you some.
This "Laurel" is complete news to me. Keeping up with perfume releases is exhausting. An Italian viewer wrote to request that I do a video covering top ten new men's AND women's releases. Um, no. That video will not be forthcoming.
What will be forthcoming are more videos on seemingly random perfumes extruded at a doh-de-doh pace. I’m a Play-Doh Fun Factory of fragrance reviews.
Speaking of Play-Doh, I bought a bunch of cans the other day. On impulse. (Nobody my age plans to buy Play-Doh.) I wanted to smell it again. And, of course, play with it. But it's a little disappointing: not as pasty smelling as I remember, and definitely not as texturally grainy. And now there's Play-Doh on everything. Bad impulse.