Okay, I'm back in the game! (Press release in an hour, news conference at 3 p.m.) I've tried Parfums de Nicolai Maharadjah once more, and this time, it's been a revelation.
I only remember the lavender last time and while it was a nice sharp lavender, Maharadjah was supposed to be a lavender oriental, with lots of cinnamon and spices, an odd hybrid of a proper English lavender and an Indian patchouli.
Well, this morning I smelled it, after two whole hours. And it smells great. As time passes it somehow turns less loud but more rich. Right now I smell like a real man! And a real Indian!
A real Indian man.
I'm loving this Maharadjah. It's Coldstone Creamery in one bottle. I smell a hundred different things. It's bold like Chanel Coromandel (though sharper and somehow not quite as satisfying), with all kinds of spices and incense. And the lavender is fierce at the top, almost as if to prove by comparison the rest of the perfume is mammoth, because it soon gets completely crushed by a big fat patchouli sledgehammer. The reviewers on MakeupAlley either love it or hate it, and all the ones who hate it are dead wrong.
So my order stash now includes Maharadjah and, on impulse, or further impulse, because I can't just buy one thing from LuckyScent (it hardly seems worth their while), I finally bought Dzing! (Their exclamation AND mine!) I don't know why. I don't know why!
I don't know why you bought Dzing!, either! You didn't remember it both times you tried it. You and perfumes are like Elizabeth Taylor and marriages.
Re Maharadjah, I do see what you mean about the drydown being reminiscent of Coromandel, but Maharadjah seems building-blocky: here's the lavender, here's the red hots, then here's the cloves, then welcome Mr. Patchouli. It never smooshes together into a perfume.
It's not a perfume, it's a series of smells.
On Dzing!: I've tried it THREE times, the most recent at Barneys, though I don't remember that time either. I think it's because everyone is so kooky in their descriptions of it and it just doesn't live up. But I do think it's good -- I can't quite remember.
And you, perfume-expert-referral-type person, you recommended it, with the cameras rolling, even! I doubt anyone recommended Elizabeth Taylor marry Eddie Fisher. Maybe Debbie Reynolds.
Smiles all around for Debbie's sloppy seconds.
P.S. I'm wearing Etat Libre d'Orange Encens et Bubblegum post-run, and I smell fake. You know how junior-high girls would call other junior-high girls "fake"? Well, this is the smell of those fake girls. I smell fake and also a little like cat urine. Four stars!
Now that we're talking leather (what with your new ELO Rien and your Dzing! on the way), I wonder if you've tried Hermès Kelly Calèche, a leather rose. Good on dudes, I'd imagine.
I've got Dzing! already! And wore it one morning this week. And it is similar to Rien. Though it would've taken me six months to make the connection without you mentioning it. They're both leathers, of course. But Rien is even more stark and odd, I think. Dzing! is sweaty saddle, as you said. Which is somehow comforting. But I'm not comforted by Rien. Which isn't a bad thing, by the way.
Okay, I can't keep talking about perfumes. I mean, I could, but I need to put on a shirt and go outside. Like normal people do.
Fumies, which perfume gives you instant smell amnesia? Mine is Frédéric Malle L'Eau d'Hiver.
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