Cabochard Chérie by Grès
Women 2019
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Description
Cabochard Chérie by Grès is a floral chypre fragrance for women. Launched in 2019, this composition was created by nose Dorothée Piot. The top notes unfold with pear, bergamot and basil; the heart reveals orange blossom, narcissus and freesia; while the base notes complete the structure with patchouli, praline and leather.
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Key notes
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Top
Pear
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Heart
orange blossom
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Base
patchouli
Community
347 votes
- Positive 71%
- Negative 14%
- Neutral 16%
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In the collection
Leading answer I own it
1,158 votes
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Leading answer Like it
347 votes
Season
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446 votes
Time of day
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222 votes
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Fragrance profile
About Cabochard Chérie
Cabochard Chérie by Grès is a floral chypre fragrance for women. Launched in 2019, this composition was created by nose Dorothée Piot. The top notes unfold with pear, bergamot and basil; the heart reveals orange blossom, narcissus and freesia; while the base notes complete the structure with patchouli, praline and leather.
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Longevity
Leading answer Moderate
213 votes
Sillage
Leading answer Moderate
233 votes
Character
Leading answer Traditionally feminine
189 votes
Value perception
Leading answer Excellent value
173 votes
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Community reviews
3 reviews
Share what you noticed: opening, drydown, sillage and the moments when it works for you.
What a find! Like the others from Grès, it opens with bergamot, pear, and a mysterious green touch, perhaps galbanum. The flowers emerge quickly, along with that charming, elegant, non-intrusive patchouli. It always carries a smoky hint and a buttery leather that ties everything together. I don’t detect the praline, but I do sense its sweetness. It smells like a middle-aged woman, well-dressed and smoking; I don’t know why that association sticks. Ideal for spring and summer evenings, it falls short in winter. Moderate trail, lasting 6-7 hours. Versatile for shopping or work, no one will find fault with it. Feminine, kind, with a touch of rebellion, as if Miss Dior were hiding to smoke. I love it. 9/10
I bought it in infernal summer and at first the leather kicked me: sharp, heavy, unpleasant. But within minutes it softened too much and vanished in 15… Second attempt in cold winter and fresh spring: it’s another beast! It becomes sweet, delicate, fine, and elegant. A delightful, non-intrusive treat with incredible longevity, projection, and trail. I’ll be buying another when this one runs out.
I’ve been stabbed in the heart by Cabochard Cherie. It’s beautiful, but the chemistry with my skin is disastrous: literally makes me dizzy and gives me nausea. A mistake to buy it knowing it contains praline, my hated note. I expected a sweetened chypre, but everything yields to a milky, cloying, overwhelming praline. At first it’s celestial, with ethereal greenery like Chanel 19 or Silences, and citrus freshness of bergamot, pear, and basil with floral and earthy narcissus. The ecstasy is brief; the praline kidnaps everything and blends with the leather, the only note that stands out but without improving anything. The rest is an ordeal that lasts hours and smells until Vladivostok. My skin traps what I hate and lets escape what I adore. Many will love it; it’s a hybrid between a green chypre and La Vie est Belle or Flowerbomb, but don’t buy it blindly. For me, it’s a Frankenstein monster: a beautiful body sewn to a grotesque head that only growls. It pains me not to have loved it.