Joop! Homme by Joop!

The hatred for this fragrance is unjust. It’s accessible, long-lasting and has that perfect sticky sweetness ideal for cold days. I’ll be buying it again once I’ve finished the bottle.

What a bombshell fragrance, spectacular and suitable for any occasion.

Deliciously synthetic. It’s a controversial, bold scent that doesn’t ask for permission. That delicate rose is an atomic bomb in terms of longevity and projection, even in today’s reformulated version. Imagine what the original from the 80s or 90s was like. It was ahead of its era and sits perfectly now that the fashion is all about walking vanilla cakes, like Stronger With You or Khamra. Anecdote: one day I met a friend and we hugged tightly; when I got home, he asked what perfume I was wearing because, according to him, mine had eaten his jacket, even though he uses Stronger With You Intensively. In short, it’s a scandalous perfume if you want to attract attention, for better or worse, use this pink beast. I love it because I’m one of those who enjoy sweet and gourmand scents. If you’re into citrus or prefer something discreet, stay away from this.

I tried it after many years… and I think time has taken its toll. Two sprays invaded the room, a radioactive aroma that caused allergies and hives in those present. I think we’re no longer prepared for this reminiscence; I’d recommend it for a tour in Chernobyl.

Look, I don’t understand the amount of hate this cologne receives. I bought it a few years ago because I really liked a sample (then I realised it was the Parfum and not the EdT) and I have to say it seems acceptable to me. Generally it’s a decent fragrance, not one to set off fireworks but it fulfils its function. It lasts on my skin for about 4-6 hours, which is something more than acceptable for the price. It doesn’t have a very developed nose (vanilla, flowers and a whole lot of things that surely work) but it still smells good. It’s a thirty-pound cologne and at Primor they put it on the cheap items shelf. What can I say, I bought it and it didn’t disgust me. Should I recommend it? Why not. Would I buy it again? I don’t think so. Is it worthy of so much criticism? Oh, hell nah.

Hello! I think this is my third Joop review and I still think it’s a fantastic fragrance. It will always be in my collection (I have one open and two more sealed). Fragrances aren’t good or bad; it’s a matter of taste. This one, I believe, requires a well-tuned nose to enjoy if you prefer basic scents. In my collection, I have the highest-rated ones: Dior, Bvlgari, Davidoff, Tommy… But the ones with the most praise are the classics: Joop, CH 212, and Hawas Ice. Advice: the first few minutes might not please you; wait a bit. Don’t apply it to your neck or near your head, and don’t overapply; two or three sprays are enough. On the arms is my trick. Best regards.

What a delightful fragrance! It smells spectacular and receives many compliments. It’s sweet, spicy, and vanillic. It lasts over 12 hours on clothes and skin, very delicious. Tremendous sillage and longevity. Pure 90s. Buy the 200ml one because it runs out quickly due to use. It’s versatile for day and night and all types of weather. Recommended 100%.

I never thought a fragrance could lead me to such a profound state of desolation. I’ve gone through painful episodes, and none as devastating as the day we said goodbye to my nephew. That memory is an open wound: heavy silence, extinguished looks, an air of loss, and unbearable grief. However, when I faced this fragrance, I discovered a new level of desolation. What should have been beauty turned into an olfactory nightmare. Every note was a lament, every chord a stab. It didn’t evoke cherished memories but despair itself. Its scent wasn’t a refuge but a prison. Compared to the funeral, which at least had dignity and humanity, this fragrance was a solitary torment. There were embraces there; here, a frozen void and a hollow sadness, as if they bottled despair and sprayed it on the skin. I’m not exaggerating: this fragrance was more horrible than that day. The funeral was a tragic act of love; this fragrance lacked redemption. It was bitter, arid, and unbearable. If the funeral left scars, this aroma left me with the certainty that there are perfumes crueller than death.

Joop! Homme is an intense and sweet classic. Although none of my friends like it because they associate it with mouthwash, I absolutely love its scent. It has that strong, mentholated touch that makes it unique and recognisable. I rarely use it, not because it’s too potent, but because I have other perfumes of that profile that I prefer. Longevity: 8-10 hours. Projection: High. Ideal season: Autumn and winter. Personal rating: 7.5/10 – I love its scent, but it usually gets overshadowed by other similar ones I use more.

I remember when it was launched in Spain, only available at El Corte Inglés at a prohibitive price, with very striking TV ads. For me, it was highly coveted, and at that time, there were no shopping centres. But there was the Gibraltar cologne, and during a visit, I saw it there; it was my first contact. Imagine the first sweet men’s fragrance, a smelly bomb inside a pink bottle, more incongruous and impossible, and on top of that, last a damn sight. It made no sense in a world where men’s perfumes were for macho men who smelled like macho men and behaved accordingly, a sheer absurdity. So I bought it, and that’s another story with annoying clashes from friends who didn’t understand why it smelled that way, while for girls, it generated fascination and attraction. It’s been 25 years and I think it’s the sixth bottle I’ve bought and I still have the same fascination.

It has a very sweet touch, like overripe flower or fruit, probably lily. It smells like cough syrup, those caramelised medicines. I don’t see it as particularly masculine; it suits perfectly as a unisex scent.

It smells like insecticide with intense, overwhelming and coarse caramel. I got stuck with that impression upon leaving and failed to reach the dry-down, which they say is like incense or cheap vintage church air freshener or those strange cults of the 80s and 90s… ‘Eccentric’ I would say. Extremely potent, synthetic and invasive, but not at all virile. Totally unisex, leaning towards the feminine. It is an implausible excuse; I do not see how anyone would wear it in their daily life, especially in heat. If you want to attract attention at all costs, wear it and prepare to see, feel and face all kinds of reactions. I suppose it is one of those fragrances where if you do not love it, you hate it, which is my case. It may sound rude, but I compare it to a clown or a jester, one that is cheerful, irritating and intrusive, pretending to be the centre of attention but failing or lacking humour and common sense. In opinions, likes and dislikes, genders break down. I suppose Joop! has remained on the market for years for very valid reasons. Besides, it is economical and long-lasting like few others.

I discovered this perfume at the company’s Christmas lunch. I could not stop perceiving a very potent and nocturnal scent, spices, vanilla, incense. I could not take it anymore and shouted ‘Who is wearing that strong perfume?’. I got up and started smelling my colleagues one by one without success, until a colleague said ‘maybe it is me’ and indeed, on his neck was that intoxicating scent. When he told me which one it was and I saw it cost only 20€, I could not be happier, straight into the collection!

It is my girlfriend’s favourite, but for other girls it is the smell of an old man with scoliosis, nothing more. I started the collection with her and clearly there are better perfumes, but to change from typical pine-smelling colognes or citrus EDTs to something sweet… the truth is it was a radical discovery to find this fragrance. As of today I hardly use it, but it remains a pleasant scent (I will not lie, sometimes I even spray a bit in the room as if it were an air freshener).

Joop Homme will be loved or hated, but when someone dares to tell me or speak to me about the performance of a fragrance, it is inevitable to take this voracious STAIN as a reference… literally it stays to live with you. A wonder from the late 80s that brings me very pleasant memories… that is what perfumery is about, in the end, is it not? Connecting memories and emotions to a specific scent. One of my favourites in my collection.