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Le Baiser Du Dragon
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Le Baiser Du Dragon by Cartier is an oriental woody fragrance for women. Launched in 2003, the nose behind this composition is Alberto Morillas. The top notes unfold with amaretto, bitter almond, gardenia and neroli; the heart reveals cedar, iris, musk, jasmine and rose; while the base notes close with vetiver, patchouli, benzoin, amber, cedar, dark chocolate and caramel.
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Clearly unisex, though more masculine with a sweet touch. A man wears it and women flutter around. I love it, but not on a woman. You can smell the liquor, vetiver and patchouli, but I don’t detect rose or chocolate here. The iris powder is distant. To me, it’s masculine.
This Cartier is divisive, as always it depends on chemistry and mood. I was drawn to the name and the bottle. In the box it smells sweet and smoky, but on the skin it’s a strong bitter amaretto, almost giving me the creeps at first. Then it mellows and the rose, iris and cedar emerge. On my skin the cedar turns into dark, creamy chocolate, delicious. The amber and caramel are light, just supporting the chocolate. Longevity is good, around 6-7 hours, but the sillage is weak; you have to get close. It’s just a kiss, not a flare-up.
Smells like old cognac in oak, elegant and perfect for the cold. Unisex with that smoky touch you’ll love.
So well constructed that it reaches opulence. It is inherently Cartier’s best fragrance. Burning, sensual like Gloria by Cacharel, and harmonious like Fantasy by Britney Spears. It opens with amaretto and bitter almonds, a dark and smoky base. The floral opening is minimal, highlighting the iris. The base has chocolate and caramel, but amber and patchouli dominate. The final vetiver is scandalous and drags the trail. It is violent, a dragonian diva, a fussy but satisfying kiss. It smells of burnt tiramisu and ash. The ingredients flame and vibrate. It is penetrating, potent, and long-lasting. It is not for bathing or any occasion, but its beauty is undeniable. Perfect for a Goku from Dragon Ball Z and totally unisex.
Wonder of perfumery: strong, rough, warm, and burning. It is that moment of pressing your nose against a lover’s skin. At first it may overwhelm, but soon it feels ‘hot’. I have never felt so much heat in a perfume. The dry-down maintains a certain charming roughness. Good sillage and longevity. A oriental jewel for cold weather that I adore.
Blessed essence of Cartier, divine beauty that honours the dragon. Elegance, sophistication, and purity in a precious bottle. It is one of my most beloved essences that I cherish greatly.
It breaks rules and divides opinions. It is a warm, strong, and sexual oriental that evokes a woman fresh from a frenzied passion, wearing only her partner’s shirt. It is an aphrodisiac: it begins with vetiver bathed in liquor and almonds, then enters the benzoin, amber, and cedar. It finishes with bitter chocolate and white flowers. It is unisex, androgynous, and overwhelming. A pity it is discontinued, like Picasso’s paintings.
It breaks rules and divides opinions; it’s a special oriental. Warm, enveloping, strong and sexual. It evokes a naked woman in her partner’s shirt, trembling with pleasure. It’s a potent aphrodisiac: opening with liquor-bathed vetiver and a scratch of almond; then benzoin, amber, cedar and musk add warmth; finally, dark bitter chocolate and white petals. It’s unisex, androgynous, neither soft nor feminine, it’s for a woman aware of her power and overwhelming allure. I find no similarity to another perfume, it’s timeless. Pity they discontinued it for not understanding it, like Picasso’s paintings.
I didn’t know if I could tame this fierce dragon, but it has gone mad for me. It is a work of art: burning, wild, sexual, and elegant. It warmed my soul in December. It smells of a dark chocolate bonbon with liquor and almonds, with a medicinal final touch. It is creamy, potent, and reminiscent of Smiley by Jeanne Arthes, but for cold climates. Ideal for a woman of action, like Daenerys Targaryen.
It could be the breath of a malevolent dragon: a rough alcohol opening that then yields to an almond bathed in liquor with vetiver and chocolate. If you like it, it invites you to dinner; if not, it stains your shirt. The resins and amber make you feel naked and secure on its scaly back. It is night magic with torches.
I bought it blind and it is an acquired taste, very vintage and far from trends. It smells of chocolate and wood, ideal for the night. It conveys a dark potion with quality and distinction. Greetings from Chile.
I remember seeing the advert in a magazine fifteen years ago; I liked the long, historic name and the refined bottle, like a Western chinoiserie. I didn’t try it then. After years away from perfumes, I looked for it and it was already discontinued. I had it mythologised. Now that I’ve tried it, it didn’t disappoint; I was blown away. It’s ultra-sweet but nothing childish or burnt. It’s a smoky, tipsy sweetness with a hint of human skin and safe dens. It has three phases: first a hit of alcohol smelling of amaretto with smoky almond; then my favourite, dry woody almonds with a bitter, damp tone thanks to the vetiver, which boosts everything without showing off; and finally the chocolate arrives, cold and mature, like suede, without the sweetness that upsets my stomach in other perfumes. It’s not a powerhouse, it’s soft and unruly like the old ones, clinging to the skin but lasting hours. It’s neither masculine nor feminine, it’s for whoever falls in love with it. It smells of real luxury, not air freshener.
Reminding me of Rita Hayworth in ‘The Lady of Shanghai’, this perfume is a game of mirrors in a bottle. It is caustic, delirious, and full of oriental echoes. Cartier offers a sophisticated jewel that transcends time, perfect for those who love the glorious and the imperishable.
I saw the advertisement fifteen years ago and liked the name and the refined bottle, in a chinoiserie style. Upon trying it, I was blown away: it is ultra-sweet yet not childish or gourmand. It is a smoky, mature sweetness, with human skin and vetiver that make it humid and lovely. The chocolate is cold and mature, like suede. It is not a bomb; it clings to the skin and smells of real luxury.
Riding the Sacred Dragon, this perfume connects with the spiritual through its breath. This Dragon’s Kiss takes me from a home smelling of liquor and almonds to a damp forest where resins warm the blood. In the end, a sweet, soft trace remains—the kiss of someone special.
Like a woman riding the Sacred Dragon, smelling the world. Smell is our gateway to the subtle. This perfume takes me from a mundane place smelling of liquor and almonds to a green, damp forest, with resins penetrating like balm, expanding the heart and creating an inner fire. In the end, when the Dragon departs, a sweet, soft trace remains on the skin, the kiss of someone special.
KISS OF THE DRAGON, a 2001 USA-France co-production film, recounts the adventures of Liu Siu-Jian, a Chinese intelligence agent sent to Paris to stop Mister Big, a heroin trafficker. A corrupt French inspector, Jean-Pierre Richard, appears, who prostitutes Jessica Kamen, whom Liu Siu-Jian supposedly falls in love with. At one point, Liu Siu-Jian disposes of Richard using the ‘Dragon Kiss’ technique, driving a needle into the neck that forces blood into the brain, causing an aneurysm. Did Alberto Morillas intend this with Le Baiser du Dragon by Cartier? Perhaps, in some way, he succeeded. It’s an exquisite oriental perfume with woody and floral facets of great complexity. It begins with a dense and sophisticated citrus-woody sweetness, at the level of a qipao, a tight-fitting natural silk Chinese dress. An enigmatic woman, a disciple of Fu-Manchu, smiles sardonically from her sharp eyes, while her long red nails interlock over her chest in a sign of feigned cordiality. It’s a sweetness of dark and thick flowers and resinous syrups arising from the most refined Chinese torture. A slight bitterness of bitter almond, amaretto and neroli is perceived. The floral accord oscillates between moments of white indolence and red carnality, without losing that ambrosia of chocolate, amber, benjoin and caramel. A must-have for any lover of oriental perfumes with a French distinction. Obviously, I find it unisex if one has broad-mindedness, as it is not markedly floral in the feminine line. A dense and deep perfume for special occasions and sophisticated attire. The elegance of a Cartier jewel kissed by the fire of a Dragon of the Manchurian Mountains. Courtesy of Espartaco.
It’s a beautiful perfume… perhaps too alcoholised for me. But beautiful. I won’t say anything new that hasn’t been said in any previous review. But unfortunately… it has no sillage or fixation at all, as Anna Ce rightly comments. A pity. Longevity of about 3 hours and very close to the skin. With how portentous it seems at first…
Can anyone tell me why there are two different caps for the same product of this eau de parfum?
But wasn’t education taught to you? That was the phrase I often heard as a child, said by an angry adult to reproach someone who had behaved badly. Today, however, I hear that word very little and see much rudeness. I wonder what drives some people to be unpleasant, bullies and disrespectful. Faced with so many unpleasant behaviours in different contexts, I am increasingly saddened and feel out of place in the world around me. I have been accustomed, since young, to taking responsibility for my actions and paying the consequences, without blaming others. That kindness I use naturally can be considered strange, as if saying ‘so what?’ or ‘why do they do it?’, invading others’ sphere. In a world where people do their own thing, it sounds odd that someone should be interested in another’s events. Despite the armour I’ve created over the years, deep down I am still excited. I am one of those who like to know people and are not afraid to introduce themselves. I want to believe that, despite the unpleasant behaviours I’ve encountered and those I’ll encounter again, and although my way of behaving may not be very popular today (in fact, sometimes I’ve been harshly criticised), there are still kindred spirits who can appreciate me as I am. Sometimes exceptional people arrive, full of qualities, kind and generous, who gift you a smile and share your same hobby. Le Baiser du Dragon is a gift from a friend in love with fragrances, a beautiful person. The fragrance is warm, woody, sweet and intoxicating, with a mainly feminine character and soft floral accents. The freshness of bitter almond opens the accord along with the softness of neroli and gardenia. The French jeweller created it to illustrate rich Chinese culture. I note a slightly soapy and very cool rose walking through vetiver and neroli. It’s a very interesting journey of notes. The salad is perceptible but not extreme, and the longevity is about 6 hours on my skin. I find it very special and am curious to see how it will develop in the cold. This dragon could be a great pet; it roars just behind the door to create an impression and then curls up with its guest on the sofa. But beware! Its spirit remains restricted and barely faithful to anyone, with different faces: warm-cool, sweet-bitter, with spiced flowers… and the mythical animal is sometimes loved, sometimes hated, spitting fire or ice. Sometimes only dreams evoke such surprising and fine fragrances; perhaps this ‘remote memory’ is simply the harmony of the most diverse things. It’s a surprise that you can still find something like this, harmonious and well-constructed. Thank you, my friend.
A work of art by Alberto Morillas: elegant, seductive, powerful and mysterious. Woody notes with a slight almond and boozy touch from the amaretto, well-balanced flowers. Very notable and unique. Excellent projection and longevity, around 8 hours on skin; I’ve received compliments. Yes, I would buy it again.
A work of art by master Alberto Morillas. On my skin, it is supremely elegant, seductive, powerful and mysterious; the woody notes stand out with a slight almond and boozy touch from the amaretto liquor, with very well-balanced flowers. It’s a notable, different and unique perfume. It has excellent projection and longevity, at least 8 hours on skin, and I’ve received compliments, which is always pleasant. Would I buy it again? Yes.
A scent that smells of liquor and wood. There’s a hint of lily along with rose and jasmine. As the hours pass, the liquor evaporates and the woods take centre stage with notable sweetness without being cloying. I think it’s perfectly unisex.
Christmas. It was the first thing that came to mind with Le Baiser du Dragon. More specifically, some chocolates that only adults enjoy: dark chocolate filled with liquor. Christmas in a cabin in the woods, by the fireplace, enjoying those chocolates after a walk through the forest. I find it hard to distinguish the floral notes, but I’ll keep what’s left of the sample sent by marta7b until we start wearing boots and jumpers, which I think is when I’ll enjoy it the most.
Perhaps due to the name and some ingredients, I expected something potent and intense. As it’s not easy to come by, I almost bought it blind, but upon trying it, I was surprised: the start is bitter, with bitter almond and neroli joining in a sour combination, then a delicate and subtle bouquet of flowers emerges, and as it dries, benjoin and amber take precedence. It’s a soft perfume with little sillage, but with good longevity. The bottle is exquisite; it could belong in the dressing table of some young lady from the harem of the Forbidden City, with that trace of innocence. Perhaps it has been reformulated; I’ll look for another sample.
Harder to find than the Holy Grail.
I’m halfway through my 50ml bottle, and what a surprise: it smells like that discontinued Roger & Gallet scent, the most rancid thing I’ve ever forgotten. The opening revolves around almond, but then it drifts into a place hard to describe: a woody resin with spices that remind me of a winter lentil stew. It’s a heavyweight, though softer than the Middle Eastern bombs. If you wonder whether it’s for men or women, I’d say it sits in the line of Dior Homme 2007: it projects well, lasts quite a while (though not all day), and while it has a masculine air, it’s not the lipstick iris; it’s out there. It’s a masculine blend made for a fifty-something or older, well-dressed and present, who doesn’t care about fashion or look like a gallery clown. How to wear it? No more than two sprays on the shirt. If you just put it on, you might imagine yourself as Aunt Clotilde with a beard and men’s clothes; wait half an hour before heading out. Verdict: ten out of ten, although my favourite molecular weight remains an Álvarez Gómez Concentrated Cologne. On the other hand, some feminine fragrances are excellent for the money, so prominent that a 50ml bottle is enough to apply until you’re nauseous; a little gift for daughters or wives when boredom strikes. Back to aldehydes and gourmand notes in masculines, it’s a case of playing ‘I don’t give a fig if it’s for women’. Yes? No?