Dear Scent Diary,
I could have sworn patchouli wasn’t my thing. Every patchouli scent I’d tried up until I tried this had been dusty and stale smelling like an old jar of oregano that should have been pitched from my spice drawer long ago. Patch heads are all saying “Yeah, so?” about now. What can I say? Patchouli-centric frags have never made the turn up my alley.
L’Histoires de Parfums Noir Patchouli, which I know has lots of fans, was a big no go for me. Montale Patchouli Leaves? No thank you. Even Dior Patchouli Imperial, which I’ve heard complaints is too ‘safe’ or bland, was still too much patchouli for me. So how did Chanel do it? How did Jacques Polge manage to make a patch for patch haters?
Here’s what I smell – patchouli, but just where it usually turns dusty, it begins soaring with amber, vanilla, white chocolate and benzoin. Gawd it’s gorgeous. And it lasts for 12 straight hours on me, ending in a plush, amber vanilla puff. That noise you hear is my stomach digesting my hat.