Jil Sander No. 4

11 reseñas

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• FranSeatJones.

  February 25, 2019

  

  I can’t believe this perfume still has no reviews. And the best part is that it is so cheap. I find a very obvious similarity to Givenchy’s Amarige, as they share many notes. Personally, I haven’t loved it, as I find it too floral to feel comfortable with. It has quite a compensating sweetness. As they say, Amarige is the sun in potency at its dawn; this one feels like the sun hiding to give way to the moon. I have both and will enjoy them, but I consider that if you have one, you don’t need the other. In my case, I stick with Amarige. Very good longevity and moderate sillage. It is a very 90s floral but doesn’t look dated at all. I recommend it.

• Josesan

  June 17, 2019

  

  CHIKI was tired of being by Josesan on the riverbank doing nothing. She glanced at the book he was reading, but it had no pictures or dialogue. “What is the use of a book without pictures or dialogue?” she thought. She approached her bag and saw a bottle labelled “JIL SANDER Nº 4”. “Oh heavens, what a curious name,” she thought, and brought her snout closer. Thanks to her excellent sense of smell, she perceived the scent perfectly. “SOAP, SOAP, AND SOAP,” she exclaimed. “One must see how this perfume smells like GOOD SOAP,” she reflected. She believed that soapy note came from a fresh blend of lavender, chamomile, green tea, honeysuckle, white musk and sandalwood. Furthermore, she detected green notes such as galbanum, tarragon, bergamot and moss, reminding her of the forest and white clothes dried in the sun. It was like the clean clothes of a lady of high birth who bathed in luxury salts and foams. But CHIKI, addicted to Guerlain, recognised a basic GUERLINADE touch in any fancy soapy perfume: vanilla, bergamot, jasmine, rose, iris and tonka bean. “And to think,” she thought, “if it didn’t also have a sharp-fruity point, produced by an unripe green plum,” she concluded, feeling assertive. Suddenly, a white rabbit ran past: “Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!”.

• Crisindian

  October 12, 2020

  

  Buuuffff!!! No, it’s just not for me; vintage scents definitely aren’t my thing. I’ve tried several that have rave reviews, like this one, but I still don’t get it: ultimately, it leaves an old-fashioned trail on me that I find very unpleasant, with all due respect to those who enjoy this type of fragrance.

• Crisindian

  October 20, 2020

  

  My dear allan27880, I have absolutely nothing to apologise for. I thank you immensely for your advice and will certainly apply it. I love reading reviews and learning, but in the end, it’s all a matter of taste. I love how you responded, with respect and in a didactic manner. Thank you; I will continue to read you all. 😊

• Crisindian

  October 21, 2020

  

  Buuuffff!!! No, I simply cannot. Definitely, these vintage aromas are not for me. I have tried some with wonderful reviews, like this one, but I just don’t get it. In the end, I must say it leaves a dated trail on me that I find very unpleasant, with all due respect to those who enjoy this type of scent.

• Gemaap

  January 3, 2021

  

  Simply delicious. Surprisingly good. Enveloping, warm, creamy, with the perfect touch of sweetness. And at a bargain price.

• Gemaap

  January 4, 2021

  

  Simply delicious. Surprisingly good. Enveloping, warm and creamy with the perfect touch of sweetness. And at a bargain price.

• Sidonie

  February 8, 2022

  

  During my adolescence, back in the mid-80s, I would browse my aunt’s Telvas, and the designer who fascinated me most was a woman of serene Germanic beauty with features similar to Romy Schneider. I wasn’t fascinated by Dior’s giant bows or Christian Lacroix’s baroque lace or Yves Saint Laurent’s electric blues. I was fascinated by her, Jil, with her washed face and her clean-cut, minimalist jacket suits. However, Jil Sander n.4 does not correspond at all to the simplicity of her runway designs. I had the pleasure of encountering the vintage of Jil Sander n.4 while working as an au pair in Germany many years ago. The mother of the children I cared for had a bottle in her dressing table, and one day, in her absence and surreptitiously, I sprayed a little. It was one of several olfactory epiphanies I have had throughout my life. The word that best defined that encounter was “enigma”. It had a noble and stately bearing and showed no vanilla-brutalism of other German perfumes of the era. And that’s because back then in Germany, even the bratwurst and ribs smelled of vanilla. Oh, that Joop Le Bain a.c. (a.c. = before the castration Coty inflicted on it) or the Marbert… Those vanillas were mythological. But Jil Sander n.4 was of another make and showed no intention of seducing you with greedy charms. It was magnetic yet distant. It demanded respect and threatened from the shadows, like that Ingres Sphinx eager to devour Oedipus. It claimed its complexity and had a distinguished gravitas that I had never perceived in other perfumes before. Memory fails and tends to mythologise, but I would say the current Jil Sander n.4 differs very little from the vintage. It is vigorous, narcotic and animalic yet capable of getting on well with the crème de la crème of Parisian and Milanese elegance. And so well assembled. Nothing clashes, nothing goes out of tune, like a well-tuned choir, even if it consists of perverse sphinxes. The carnation and a liquorice plum stand out, reminiscent of Ted Lapidus’s Rumba. Nevertheless, since its release, Jil Sander n.4 has performed a genuine exhibition of chameleonic ability and versatility. All the notes mark a dance of the era (or rather a witches’ sabbath), spinning, crossing and intertwining. How can such rich anise and such clean, delicate galbanum coexist? The nardos allow themselves to be swayed by a balanced benzoin, a subtle nutmeg and a heliotrope that vociferates in other perfumes but here sings pianissimo. And what a gallicia… A tremendous elixir. A potion to die of pleasure. Respect this sphinx, surrender to her and do not be Oedipuses, for she will not kill you. Let yourselves be seduced and dragged into the unfathomable abyss she opens from her very first note. Enjoy a sweet free fall without end, and meanwhile, do not stop smelling. Let yourselves be carried away and try to guess her as a riddle. And pretend you haven’t guessed it, even though you have. Enjoy the company of this enchantress, for she deserves it.

• Sidonie

  February 9, 2022

  

  In the 80s, reading my aunt’s Telvas magazine, I was fascinated by Jil Sander’s Germanic beauty and minimalist style—no baroque lace or electric blues. I encountered the vintage of N.4 while working as an au pair in Germany; the mother of the children I cared for kept it in her dressing table, and in her absence, I sprayed a little. It was an olfactory epiphany: a noble enigma, devoid of the vanilla-brutalism of other German perfumes of the time. Unlike the mythological vanillas of then, this didn’t seek to seduce with cheap sweetness; instead, it was magnetic and distant, demanding respect and threatening from the shadows like a sphinx. It possesses a distinguished complexity. Today, although memory tends to mythologise, the current version differs little: it is vigorous, narcotic and animalic, yet it harmonises well with Parisian and Milanese elegance. It is flawlessly assembled; nothing clashes. The carnation and a liquorice plum stand out. It is a chameleonic dance of notes: rich anise, clean galbanum, nardos swaying with benzoin, nutmeg and heliotrope that sings softly here. What a gallicia—an elixir to die of pleasure. Respect it, surrender to it and let it drag you into its olfactory abyss. Enjoy this enchantress.

• VainillaDulce

  August 18, 2023

  

  Jil Sander N.4 is pure vintage and smells of brave women in bright, neon-coloured dresses, heavy makeup and teased hair. It captures the best of the era: the plum of Poison, the spiced warmth of Youth Dew and the creaminess of Ysatis. It’s a blend of many perfumes in one, and although reformulated, it remains intense. Upon application, you detect galbanum and sweet plum with florals, followed by a spicy hint of anise, nardos, clove, roses, nutmeg and ylang-ylang that melt into a single floral note. By the end of the day, myrrh, sandalwood, vanilla, tonka bean and oakmoss shine through. Everything is perfectly balanced. I won’t assign an age to it, but I don’t see it on a child, though it would smell incredible on young skin. On my skin, it lasts over 12 hours with strong projection for the first four hours before becoming moderate. Ideal for fresh, open days.

• VainillaDulce

  September 6, 2023

  

  Jil Sander N.4 is a vintage-composition perfume and smells of bold, strong, striking women in intense, contrasting coloured dresses, large prints, heavy makeup with intense tones and neons, hair weighed down by kilos of hairspray and teased; it smells of the past, of joy, of women with imposing presence. This perfume encompasses characteristics of many fragrances of the era; it has that sweet plum that reminds you of Poison, that warmth full of spices and sweetness reminiscent of Youth Dew, that creamy quality that brings to mind Ysatis; it is many perfumes encompassed in one, and that is one of the characteristics I love most about Jil Sander N.4: that, despite its reformulations, it remains very intense, many vintages in one. Upon atomising it, the first thing I feel is a strong charge of galbanum with a very sweet plum and florals; then, for an instant, a spicy anise appears, giving way to the nardos, the clove, the roses, the nutmeg, the ylang-ylang, so many and so many flowers that they become one, allowing the petals of each to shine at times; already in its base phase, myrrh, sandalwood, vanilla, tonka bean and oakmoss resplendish. This is a little of everything perfectly balanced. I am not one to assign ages to perfumes; however, I do not see this on a young girl, although I would derive immense pleasure in smelling these jewels on young skin; they would smell like no one else, and no one would smell like them. Longevity on my skin is over 12 hours, with strong projection for the first four hours and then moderate; I use it on fresh days and open spaces.