A gentlemen's blend, possessed of dignity, charm and refinement, but in truth masking a corrupted, hideous, soulless core. White musk, lime, lilac and citron.
Vial: Lime and citron. I like.
Wet: Lime and musk, traces of lilac emerging. This has a distinct two-layered bouf (thanks to misia for reminding me of the word!); there's the musk base note and then sort of floating over it, the lime/citron/lilac. I can pick them out quite distinctly, and the combination makes me feel quite energized. I'm not sure how sultry/sensual/attractive/just plain nice-smelling it is, but it's a scent that I enjoy having hanging in the air around me.
Drydown: The lilac emerges as it dries. Lilac is one of the essential/perfume oils I keep around the house, generally speaking (along with peppermint, sandalwood, ylang-ylang, lavender, and musk) so I am entirely not opposed to that. I miss the lime drying off though. Come back, lime! Come back!
Actually, the lime is lingering longer in my cleavage than on my wrists. Apparently being trapped under a shirt is helping retain the scent. I shall have to remember this for volatiles.
Now the body of the scent is balancing off to musk/lilac, light and pleasant. The musk takes the sweet edge off the lilac, and the lilac kills the bitterness of the musk. Still all lime all the time under my shirt, though. *g*
I think this is Vincent's cologne, actually. Or his license, to pick the milieu-specific terminology. Guy colognes often work really well on me (better than women's perfumes, which is why I know almost nothing about women's perfumes. Chanel #5 smells acrid to me, like burning plastic, and on me it smells like ass.)
Dry: Musk with overtones of lime, and a faint sweetness from the lilac. This one's a keeper.
So far, this is tied as my favorite with Fallen and Magus.
What was I saying about guy scents?