Mystere

16 reseñas

Mostrando las más recientes primero.

• gmoranch

  March 14, 2014

  

  Exquisite fragrance, what a pity it’s impossible to find anywhere.

• gmoranch

  March 22, 2014

  

  Exquisite fragrance, what a shame it can’t be found anywhere anymore.

• charlotinable

  November 5, 2017

  

  What a shame that one cannot find something so beautiful and unique from the Rochas house anymore. A decade ago I bought a bottle and we did not finish it between my mother and me with great delight. Truly, if I found one around, I would not hesitate twice to get it again and love it as it deserves, a monument of perfume like this.

• Natalia Arenas

  October 29, 2018

  

  I remember it and it was a fantastic perfume that I could not use much because it suddenly disappeared from the market. It is a pity that Rochas has stopped making perfumes of this category; Byzance, Lumiere, Mystere, Madame (original formula), Absolu, and Alchimie in those spectacular bottles took this house to the top. Today they manufacture reformulations of about 4 or 5 fragrances and sell them in horrible bottles. I have a very special memory of Mystere because it was my mother’s favourite.

• Florsi59

  October 20, 2019

  

  What a perfume! It brings me memories of the 90s. It is my mother’s, her affection, her hug, her warmth. Elegant, complex, with two drops you already smelled of perfume for a week.

• Florsi59

  October 20, 2019

  

  What a perfume! This brings back memories of the nineties. It’s my mum’s, her love, her hug, her warmth. Elegant, complex, with two drops you had perfume for a week.

• Espartaco

  November 6, 2019

  

  Mystère is another of those perfumes that today hardly manage to seduce. Apart from rare occasions, society’s tastes mutate with the fashions, just like that photo from the eighties where your friends exclaimed, ‘my goodness, how could we dress like that’. In twenty years, they’ll say the same about photos from 2019. Tastes dictated by fashion get into our veins and almost no one is free. In a society that judges everything aesthetically, perfumes like this would be sidelined. What a greater disappointment, Mystère, nothing more or less. Thank goodness it’s an inanimate object, but animists would suffer seeing how it would hold up in a blind tasting against exclamations of disgust and scowls of repugnance for its animal, herbaceous, and mossy notes. To appreciate it, one must put oneself in its skin of the era. Whether you like it or not afterwards is another matter; no one forces you, but you must judge with the knowledge that everything, even taste, is changeable. It doesn’t deserve the ‘smells old’ tag because in the seventies it was the crème de la crème, the most expensive in the world that you bought after saving for months and used drop by drop. They always wore beige, brown, dirty white attire, sober and intellectual cuts. Mystère smelled of intelligence. Acidic and turpentine-like opening with coriander and moss, a slight twist of dirty algalia with a hint of urine that lasts little, transitioning to young, damp wood, green galbanum and aromatic, until a ghostly nebula where the almost faecal sweetness of the narcissus prevails with a peppery, herbaceous, and woody bitterness in the form of talc. Something you’ve smelled a thousand times, but which doesn’t become banal just because it’s repeated; it was a true gem. If it differs from other herbaceous chypres, it’s not in gravity, but in a tone of formality friendly to few jokes. It’s not as youthful as Miss Dior, nor aldehydic floral as Fidji, nor sparkly as Madame Rochas, nor atavistic as Magie Noire. It could be a more austere version of Caleche. Rochas Mystère was precise, an exact dose of delicacy and bravery; in between lies only restraint. Sometimes restraint is needed. A wonder, indeed. Whoever has seen you and whoever sees you, Rochas!

• Espartaco

  November 17, 2019

  

  Mystere is another of those perfumes hardly capable of seducing today. Aside from rare occasions, society’s tastes mutate with fashion. That typical 80s photo where your friends exclaim ‘good heavens, how we could dress like that’; in twenty years they will say the same about photos from 2019. Tastes marked by fashion get into our veins, and almost no one is free from it. Faced with a society that judges everything aesthetically, perfumes like Mystere would be relegated to the sidelines. And what a greater disappointment: Mystere. Thank goodness it is an inanimate object, but animists would suffer watching how it would withstand blind tastings with exclamations of disgust, grimaces of displeasure, and twisted noses of repugnance for its animal, herbaceous, and mossy notes. To appreciate things like Mystere, one must put oneself in its skin. Whether you like it or not afterwards is another matter. No one forces you to like something you do not like, but one must judge with the knowledge that everything, even taste, is changeable and educable. Perfumes like this do not deserve the ‘smells old’ label; herbaceous, acrid, mossy, dirty fragrances, with a putrid sweetness, in their time, the late 70s, were the crème de la crème, the most expensive, those you bought after saving for months and used drop by drop. They always went with beige, brown, dirty white attire, sober cuts, intellectual, serene. Perfumes like Mystere smelled of intelligence. I will not decipher its evolution, it is easy for those who know the family. An acidic and turpentine-like opening with a predominance of coriander and moss, a slight twist of filthy algalia with a taste of urination that lasts nothing, then a transition to young, wet wood, green galbanum and aromatic, until reaching a phantom nebula where the almost faecal sweetness of the narcissus prevails, with a certain spicy bitterness, herbaceous and woody in the form of talc. Something you have smelled a thousand times, but which does not become banal because it is repeated; Mystere was a jewel. PS: If it differs from other herbaceous and galbanum chypres, it is not in gravity, but in a certain tone of formality that is not severe, but friendly of few jokes. It is not as youthful as Miss Dior, nor aldehydic floral as Fidji, nor sparkly as Madame Rochas, nor atavistic and medicinal as Magie Noire. It could be a more austere and mysterious version of Caleche. Mystere by Rochas was precise, an exact dose of delicacy and bravery; in between lies only restraint. And sometimes, restraint is greatly needed. A marvel. Who has seen you and who sees you now, Rochas.

• VampireLuv93

  March 11, 2021

  

  What sadness that a perfume like this has ceased to exist. Undoubtedly it is one of the best I have encountered. I have a special affection for it because it was my mother’s, along with Paloma Picasso; perhaps that’s why it reminds me of very good times. It has shades from the late seventies and announces the trend of the eighties. It is green, animalic, floral, but of those sweet and slightly putrid flowers; it doesn’t smell bad, quite the opposite. Very original and mysterious, like its name. Perhaps the sandalwood gives it that wonderful depth. It has that orgasmic smell of old books, projects intelligence and depth. It is elegant and formal. Sincerely, for me it is: the perfume. I like it so much that if I found it, I would buy and use it; it smells more masculine than many today, but it is a scent that today would be perfectly unisex. It doesn’t adapt to current demand, perhaps that’s why Rochas took it off the market and it’s a pity. If it’s too marked, it’s from a bygone era, but sometimes things like this, so well crafted, are needed. With Mystère, I think of someone like María Félix, enigmatic beauty and strong personality, plus intelligent. Perhaps it’s the perfect perfume for someone who belongs to a lodge or sect, has a touch of darkness or ritual. A perfume helps you express the personality you wish to project. It’s a true mystery your disappearance; I hope you find your way back, Rochas Mystère.

• VampireLuv93

  March 15, 2021

  

  What a pity that a perfume like this has ceased to exist. Undoubtedly, Mystere is one of the finest I have ever encountered. I hold a special affection for it, as it was my mother’s scent, alongside Paloma Picasso; perhaps that is why I cherish it so much, as it reminds me of wonderful times. It carries hints from the late 70s and already foreshadowed the trends of the 80s. It is green, animalic, and floral, yet of those sweet, slightly putrid flowers; it does not smell bad, quite the opposite. It is very original and, as its name suggests, holds mystery. Perhaps the sandalwood lends that wonderful depth. It has that orgasmic scent of old books, projecting intelligence and depth. It is also elegant and formal. Sincerely, for me, it is: the perfume. I like it so much that if I found it, I would buy it; it smells more masculine than many of today’s, but not for that reason is it masculine, it is a scent that today could perfectly be unisex. However, it does not cater to current demand, perhaps that is why Rochas discontinued it; what a shame. It is very distinctive, from a bygone era, but sometimes things so well-crafted are needed. With Mystere, I am reminded of someone like María Félix, of enigmatic beauty and strong personality, as well as intelligent. Perhaps it is the perfect perfume for someone, woman or man, who belongs to a lodge or sect, possesses a touch of darkness or ritual. As always, a perfume helps you project the personality you desire. Its very name says it all: it is a true mystery. I hope I find it again, Mystere by Rochas.

• Selene

  October 9, 2022

  

  Do not try to play with it; you will lose. It has cunning, tenacity and elegance. It chooses its audience meticulously, discards what it does not fancy with coldness, but sweetens those who make it feel good. It has lovers all over the world, well separated to avoid trouble. It has few friends; company for its life is its own presence; it is never known too well to be granted that title, but I do know who I am. Mystère comes from a transitional era between green fragrances and narcotic floral animal scents. There is a little of everything in its essence. It does not like to compare itself with Paloma Picasso (it says that came later) nor with Magie Noire. Of the latter, Mystère thinks its garden of flowers is more interesting, and I do not think it is wrong; its floral side is more sumptuous, while Lancôme emphasises the spiced woods. The carnation and white flowers give it that creamy and seductive touch, and the union of galbanum and hyacinth adds a herbal aura. From its depths emanates a liquorish moss, something animalic with a subtle spice, a well-voluptuous dusty scent. One spray is enough; it lasts incredibly long and its projection is limitless. My review is about the old EDP. One must learn to appreciate its company to capitalise on its potential and not come out losing. Sublime. In those years, Rochas never disappointed.

• anamariahermida

  January 22, 2023

  

  I’ve been looking for a fragrance like this for over 25 years; I gave up, it was impossible, it doesn’t exist. I’ll never understand why they stopped making this jewel. It was my signature scent from my 25s until my 30s when I found out it had been discontinued. The bottle lasted me five years; I used it for very special occasions and only at night. Two sprays, one behind each ear, a third on the décolletage, and you’d smell of Mystère for two days; the only perfume in my long life that remained tattooed on my skin after bathing. It beat all records of compliments and ‘what perfume are you wearing?’, what a trail by God! In both closed and open spaces, no nose remained immune. In closed spaces, it lingered for a good while after you’d left because it stayed on everything you’d touched and on everyone you’d greeted with a kiss, and I won’t even tell you if you’d danced with someone; it was better they were single because they’d smell just as perfumed as you. I remember putting it on and feeling like the goddess Aphrodite. In my life, I will never forgive you, Rochas.

• anamariahermida

  January 25, 2023

  

  I have been looking for something similar for over 25 years and have given up; it is impossible, it does not exist. I will never understand why they stopped making this jewel. It was my signature from age 25 to 30, when I realised it had been discontinued. One bottle lasted me five years; I used it only for special occasions and in the evening. Two sprays behind each ear, a third on the cleavage, and it smelled of Mystère for two days. It tattooed itself onto my skin after a bath. I received all the compliments and questions about what perfume I was wearing; the trail was incredible, both in enclosed and open spaces, and it lingered on everything you touched or kissed. If you danced with someone, you’d better be single because it perfumed you just as well. I put it on and felt like the goddess Aphrodite. In my life, I will never forgive you, Rochas.

• Mauwint

  March 28, 2023

  

  Pure elegance with great character. Ideal for night on special occasions. It never goes unnoticed. The blend of violet, jasmine and cedar is infallible. What a pity it no longer exists; it brings me so much nostalgia.

• Marisolis

  August 21, 2024

  

  A masterpiece. The last time I managed to get hold of it, I bought five bottles, and I have only one left. I wear it at any time and in any weather because it is a true delight. It reflects the care, opulence and quality of perfumes from that era.

• Neros

  February 18, 2026

  

  I am a man, but I speak because Mystère was the perfume of my late wife, and nothing comes close. When it was taken off the market, she searched in vain until she was exhausted. It is pure elegance; beside it, many modern fragrances sound vulgar, even if they are expensive. Any woman who wore it was the centre of attention and questions. I know it is old, but elegance, good taste and quality do not have an expiry date.