Men
Lost In Heaven
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Lost In Heaven by Francesca Bianchi is a fragrance from the olfactory family for men and women. Launched in 2019, the nose behind this composition is Francesca Bianchi.
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I like it, although I recognise a certain similarity with Sex & the Sea, which I still prefer. In Lost in Heaven, the opening is potent but then the intensity drops, transforming into a pleasant scent with moderate projection. Longevity is very high. Yes, it smells a bit like sweet gelatin with a floral touch, but I recognise the notes: spiced cumin, animal character of castoreum, sweetness of beeswax (honey smell), flowers, and the acidity of ambergris. In short, a perfume I like with good performance. Scent: 8, Longevity: 9, Projection: 7, Value for money: 5, Versatility: 7, Originality: 8, Overall: 8.
In my opinion, it’s floral, sweet, fruity, and spiced, almost gourmand. Like a spice cake and orange blossom cake, but not haute patisserie, but made by mum. Opens floral with strong orange blossom absolute. Smells sweet and honeyed; the beeswax is noticeable, sticky, and persistent. Soon, the cumin appears, lasting almost the entire development, less so at the final dry down. After a few minutes, the orange gains presence and becomes fruity: not citrusy or acidic, but candied, so sweet it reminds me of dates. I’ve read comparisons with Arabie by Serge Lutens and they might be right: the mix of candied orange, cumin, spices, and resins recalls that accord, although it’s less sweet. At certain moments, I notice soft leather, recalling Cuir Mauresque a bit, but much less animal and sharp. It’s just a memory; the final result isn’t the same. The castoreum is present, giving that dirty, animal touch typical of Bianchi, but it’s not the most animal, perhaps one of the least. It has a vintage style in the middle phase, but modernised, without scaring those who fear the old. At the final dry down, after many hours, it remains floral and sweet with that initial honeyed touch; the cumin and castoreum are barely noticeable. It’s sweet, floral, slightly fruity, balanced, and not grating, although very close to the skin. Performance: worked wonderfully; I noticed its presence for several hours and it lasted from one day to the next. Feminine or masculine? Today in the West, it leans feminine, but I, a man, felt comfortable and liked it. Climate? Anything but summer, due to the sweetness that can be cloying. Ideal for spring afternoons and evenings. Not versatile (not for the gym), but could go well to the office occasionally. More for special occasions with elegant attire. Great work by Bianchi: quality ingredients, well-mixed, nothing harsh, good longevity and potency. Fun evolution with different nuances without distorting the idea. The only drawback: the price, but it’s worth it.
It pains me that it’s analysed so soullessly, having it autopsied. It doesn’t deserve that. Lost in Heaven is not a perfume; it’s a work of art, a memory, childhood experiences and recent ones. It’s something tender mixed with what we find shameful, the sordid. It’s not for everyone; you need sensitivity and a past. If you’ve never touched the depths, don’t approach; you won’t see the beauty of its contrasts. It’s a complete being with lights and shadows, capable of the best and the worst. For me, it’s the scent of nakedness before a crowd, of vulnerability and strength, of embracing your reflection with virtues and miseries. It’s not notes; it’s experience. The animal touch is brutal, not just from castoreum, but from a honeyed, urinous smell (beeswax) and light cinnamon. The sweaty cumin is present. The flower is heliotrope, vanilla-tinged and violet-tinged. A man can use it, although it’s a classic or mature feminine scent. Those who enjoy Gucci Eau de Parfum, Salomé by PAP, or Grand Soir by FK will like it. Nuclear performance: two sprays give more than 10 hours. Reasonable price for the quality, performance, and concentration (extract). Let’s not compare extracts with cheap bottles. If this is the spirit, any work by Bianchi is throwing marigolds at pigs. @malasnotas
I ordered several samples from F. Bianchi and this was the one with the least hope, perhaps due to YouTuber reviews. However, against all odds, I fell in love with it. I’m not sure if I’d buy it, but it’s good for starting into niche. It’s amber-heavy; if you don’t like amber in any facet, run, as it dominates from the start. But it’s warm, dark, enveloping, and sweet without being cloying. For me, autumn/winter. One perceives a floral concoction in a dense, honeyed, smoky syrup, tender, cosy, familiar like a hug. It reminds me of the warmth of home, maternal love, a fireplace in the forest with a thousand demons cold outside. You can detect a low proportion of beeswax, an orange that’s less citrusy, cinnamon without being overwhelming, and flowers with body, vintage but modernised. It reminds me of Eau de Mystique but better, without the heavy plum and with controlled potency. Slightly animal, but clean and wearable, nothing visceral like Sex and the Sea. Lasts a long time on skin and clothes, projects well, and is unisex.
Trying it out, I got as excited as a child with new shoes. Finally! A scent that fills me to the brim. However, after a while, a doubt crept up: haven’t I smelled this before? It seems a lot like the Baron Dandy in perfume form. It threw me a bit off as I’m looking for unique scents, yet at the same time, I liked that it brought back so many memories. That’s what makes a smell special, isn’t it?
I’m sorry, but it’s not my scent. Literally, it smells like a French prostitute’s armpit after sex (I can corroborate this). It’s as if after the act, you want to put on perfume to cover up the stench of the client. Floral, sweet, a hint of amber, but the animal note wins out. Try it before using.
I’m sorry, but it’s not my scent; literally, it smells like a French escort’s armpit after sex (if I can corroborate that). It’s as if after sex you wanted to put on perfume to hide the stench of sex with a client. In other words, flowers, sweet, a hint of amber, but the animalic side wins. Test before you wear.
I agree with MgBonjovani, though I don’t know how an escort’s armpit smells, it certainly smells of post-sex sweat with perfume on my skin. The cumin, castoreum, and musk overwhelm any other note the fragrance might contain. I applied it to my forearm and it is frankly unpleasant to my personal taste. That said, the longevity is brutal and the sillage is medium-high, although I’m not sure if I perceive it more than reasonably due to the dirty scent it develops on my skin.
I agree with MgBonjovani, although I don’t know how a prostitute’s armpit smells, I do know it smells of sweat after sex with perfume on my skin. The cumin, castoreum, and musk overshadow any other note. I applied it to my forearm and it frankly disgusts me. That said, the longevity is brutal and the trail is medium-high, although I’m not sure if I perceive it more than reasonable due to the dirty smell it develops on my skin.
Lost in Heaven was my first encounter with strong animalic notes and it became something truly special. The initial whiff made me recoil slightly due to the dominant cumin, but I gave it time to settle. Twenty minutes later, the scent had me on edge—wow, I’m not sure if all the notes are described, but I know there are woods, flowers, and everything wrapped in a powerful halo of exquisite amber. No perfume has ever stirred my insides like an aphrodisiac, erotic, passion-triggering elixir. I wouldn’t buy the bottle because, honestly, I can’t see myself wearing it, though I keep the decant I bought as a treasure, like a forbidden drug I enjoy intimately. I think on a man this would be a seduction bomb. Longevity and sillage are impressive; it lingers on my skin for 12 hours and only washes off when I shower.
Lost In Heaven was my first foray into marked animal notes, a very special aroma. The first sniff put me off due to the predominant cumin, but I gave it time. Twenty minutes later, the scent put me on edge, wow. I don’t know if all the notes are there, but there are woods, florals, and a powerful halo of exquisite amber. Never has a perfume stirred my insides like an aphrodisiac elixir, erotic and passion-triggering. I wouldn’t buy the bottle because I can’t see myself wearing it, but I keep the decant as a treasure, a forbidden drug to enjoy intimately. On a man, it would be a seduction bomb. Longevity and trail are impressive, it lingers after 12 hours and only if I shower.
Spiced, sweet, and slightly animalic, Lost In Heaven is the rebellious sister of the 90s cinnamon bombs. It begins with cumin and castoreum, then becomes sweeter with beeswax, bergamot, mandarin, and cinnamon. As it settles, sweet spices and citrus stand out. It’s unisex and delicious for cold climates. It can be worn on any occasion, but I advise against professional or enclosed places because it’s potent, lasts over 24 hours, and isn’t for everyone due to the cumin. If you like ‘orange’ fragrances in winter and aren’t afraid of strong scents, it’s a good option. Pleasant: 9/10, Interesting: 9/10, Versatile: 6/10, Original: 7/10.
Like previous reviews, upon putting it on I thought ‘I’ve smelled this before’, not exactly, but it brought back memories of another perfume. It’s strange no one has mentioned it: it’s the final phase of Estée Lauder’s Youth Dew, modernised and improved. Seductive, warm, and precious.
Completely unisex; for me, it’s one of the best from Francesca Bianchi. Very sensual with great projection, trail, and longevity.
I see an orientation towards Youth Dew and Kouros. It’s totally masculine; if it were for a woman, it would be regal. It conjures up an image of a single woman who doesn’t want or need to attract any man.
Not for weak hearts or everyone. Citrus and cumin opening (those who say it smells like sex seem to have had nothing), then beeswax, honey, and carnal but non-offensive white flowers. Then it settles into woods, honey, and white flowers, warm and summery. Excellent. To those who say it smells like a prostitute’s armpit, I invite you to smell your own after being intimate. I said it!
Very well executed, intense and challenging but not unpleasant. There’s a subtle reminiscence of Youth Dew, distant and surmountable. I agree with the spiced citrus opening with evident cumin, without being gastronomic or offensive. I also think it’s more masculine, though it piques my curiosity to try it on a woman. The projection and longevity are enviable. And forgive the tone, but I wonder if a French prostitute’s armpit smells different from a Colombian, Spanish, or Japanese one after sex. Probably not, not even two Parisians, as sweaty armpits have a common denominator due to skin glands and bacteria. Differences will come from personal bacteria, diet, genetics, and how the sex occurred. They’ll smell of common sweat, their own, and perfume. Prostitute or not, first and foremost, she’s a woman like anyone else. I don’t smell sex in Lost In Heaven, although I understand many perceive it due to the complexity and its ‘humanising’ nature. I like it quite a bit and the future releases from this house will shake my wallet. I recommend trying it.
Another very well-executed fragrance. It’s intense and challenging, though not in the range of openly unpleasant. First: I found a subtle reminiscence of Youth Dew, distant and surmountable. Second: I agree on the spiced citrus opening with evident cumin, but not gastronomic or offensive. Third: I agree it feels more masculine, but it piques my curiosity to imagine Lost in Heaven on a woman. Projection and longevity are enviable. And apologising for my belligerent tone today, I ask myself if a French prostitute’s armpit smells differently to a Colombian, Californian, Spanish, Japanese, Australian, or Equatorial Guinean one. Perhaps they aren’t even the same for two Parisians. It’s likely it varies according to one’s own bacteria, diet, genetics, and how/with whom one had sex. The person, regardless of their profession, will have a common scent after sex and their own. Some must hide that scent with perfume (many of us have rushed without showering after the act) and will smell of common sweat, their own, and perfume. In short, prostitute or not, first and foremost, she’s a woman like any other. I don’t find the post-sex sweat smell in Lost in Heaven, although I understand many perceive it due to the complexity and the “humanising” nature of the notes. I like it quite a bit and the future releases from this house are starting to shake my economy. Recommend trying it.
It was my first Francesca Bianchi fragrance and a blind buy I don’t recommend: it’s too floral and heavy, which is why I see it as more feminine. It fits the line of 80s ambery orientals, reminding me of Opium Parfum but more opulent and floral. The longevity is good and the dry-down pleasant, perhaps more suitable for autumn or winter. Although I wouldn’t wear it out, it’s well-balanced and the quality is evident.
I don’t read notes to avoid biasing my nose, but the creator’s inspiration is key: it smells like homemade vanilla cake, those imperfect and sweet moments. It carries the house DNA, dense and animalic, revisiting the vintage without falling into extreme sexuality (other scents from the brand are more radical). The castoreum isn’t glandular; it’s vanilla in the base. The dry-down is a potent soapy phase, reminiscent of Chanel’s Antaeus, but only for a fleeting moment; I wouldn’t recommend buying it solely for that because it’s strident and not long-lasting. In short, it smells of vanilla desserts, not gourmand, with citrus and florals, and perhaps with time, salty cumin notes emerge, but nothing sexual. I’m surprised by how conservative it is coming from this creator; it smells ‘niche’, expensive, and distinct, not something to buy blindly. Warm, unisex but better on women, delicious. The best description is by the creator themselves.