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Ô de Lancôme
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Ô de Lancôme by Lancôme is a citrus fragrance for women. Launched in 1969, the nose behind this scent is Robert Gonnon. The top notes are lemon (sour lime), bergamot, honeysuckle and mandarin; the heart notes are basil, rosemary, coriander and jasmine; the base notes are oakmoss, vetiver and sandalwood.
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It does not suit my olfactory tastes: I find it too rough and dry, very earthy, nothing feminine or delicate. It is a strong and rough citrus scent. A true classic in perfumeries and very dear to the devotion of citrus lovers, but in my opinion it feels very matronly and a bit dated. I do not like it…
I tested this perfume on my skin: the opening is strongly lemony, reminding me of some men’s deodorant, nothing delicate, it is rough, and there is a lot of grass in its heart. I did not like it; it does not seem feminine to me at all; it could well be unisex. On the other hand, it seems very mass-produced and imitated and evokes certain fragrances used by some ladies, and when over-applied, it mixes with a smell of makeup and talcum powder. I apologise to those who use it, but it evokes that: ladies who wear too much makeup.
Wonderful, dry, with a dusty, mossy, and overwhelming dampness. Like a fresh, damp burrow surrounded by mud in a swamp, safe from the heat, a timeless treasure that does not age. If a cough were a perfume, it would be Ô by Lancôme. One of the least energising citrus fragrances there is, perhaps that is why I love it. It has no gender; I admire the women who wear it and the imposing gravity it grants them. On a man, it is very attractive, masculine but puzzling. I used to wear it a lot as a teenager and was never asked if I was wearing a lady’s perfume. Against the criticisms that say it is too adult, I find it terribly youthful in its fresh roughness, which reminds me so much of the insolent character of teenagers. I think Ô by Lancôme is a rare bird and a wonderful extravagance, a fragrance with the vocation of a light and fresh perfume with an arrogance and shamelessness similar to great evening perfumes. I love it.
A very green and herbal fragrance, but a generous herbal one because it lacks that spicy note that many of its class have. It is even a little talc-like with a certain hint of an old cologne. It does not drive me mad, but it is definitely for those who are put off by heavy or too strong scents. Ô is the exact opposite: soft and persistent.
I like feminine citrus-wood scents, but this smells like a bath deodorant, super synthetic.
I had one, I did not like it, and I gave it to my mother-in-law, who was happy. I regretted it and bought another one wanting to give it another opportunity because I love Lancôme perfumes. It displeased me again. It smells like a grandmother’s perfume, clearly not for me. It does not seem rich to me, yes fresh, for daily and daytime use, for spring or summer.
To me, Ô by Lancôme smells like summer, like the summers of my childhood. It is the perfume my mother used when the heat started. It is true that for a few years the trend has been to use sweeter scents in spring-summer, but I have the memory of more citrus or herbal perfumes. It is a perfume from the old school, a true classic, and although it is fresh, it has a woody dry-down. I like it very much.
A classic that never goes out of style and brings well-being. Despite the years and reformulations, it has character, imparts personality, and evolves. The opening is fresh and revitalising, moving into a green scent with natural tints and vegetation. It is green with soapy and sparkling touches. Totally unisex nowadays, it suits daily wear and simple informal occasions. It smells of nature with a very good memory effect. If you want an all-terrain fragrance that imparts distinction in mild temperatures, try it. It does not disappoint. A masterpiece by Lancôme.
This has been my fragrance discovery of the year. I have a problem with pure citrus notes, which often have a musty and distressing edge. I was looking for something summery, easy, and pretty, and with Ô by Lancôme I found more than that. It is citrusy, but not like cutting lemons; it is greenish, slightly bitter, like crushed herbs under the sun, as if stepping barefoot on the muddy, fresh bank of a river. However, it is very urban. It could be the perfume of that Parisian style Françoise Hardy or Caroline de Maigret, who combine natural elegance, simplicity, and an intellectual side. Relaxed, moving comfortably along the Rue Saint-Honoré or the green countryside. I rarely wear the same perfume two days in a row, but this summer my body craved Ô and I wore it almost every day, like a baptism in the Jordan. I think it would also work perfectly in winter. As bonuses, it is very cheap and the bottle is pretty, although I preferred the satin finish. A wonderful discovery.
It definitely needs to react with your skin; otherwise, it lasts nothing. It’s one of the Lancôme fragrances with the poorest longevity; the reformulation certainly took away its intensity and power. Before, it was an absolute bomb.
I like its green scent. You either love it or hate it; it might seem like an older lady’s perfume, but for me it has something special because I wore it when I got married.
A word to the wise: L’Or has been reformulated. I don’t know the exact year, but the clear glass bottles instead of matte ones are already the new version; I’m unaware if there were batches with the old bottle and manipulated formula. In the nineties it underwent a reformulation that angered many, although I didn’t join that fray because I used it when it was already a classic. Perhaps the current changes aren’t noticeable at first glance, but after weeks of wearing it on demand, I’m certain: in the first two thousand I spent bottles giving and gifting, and I remember its structure perfectly. It remains a good perfume, even more so nowadays given the difficulty of finding fragrances of humanity and intellect rather than reggaeton (I love reggaeton, I promise). Between flutes and whistles, the current L’Or has lost the creamy, green and velvety dry-down of its original version. Now it retains the roughness of a riverbed, but doesn’t transition to the soft green as before. They made it linear, and it was never linear. Eau de Rochas was always linear, L’Or never was. To be honest, I’m indignant; there is so much hunger in the world and real problems to scream about, yet here I am complaining about a reformulation. But I’ll stick to my guns, and this isn’t the L’Or by Lancôme that made me so happy. Now it’s harsh and features a vetiver that, in my opinion, isn’t particularly pretty. The L’Or I knew had a soft, mossy, damp vetiver, with the taste of bracken and burrow, nuances of young green hay. Now it smells like turpentine from a can.
Lancôme’s L’Or was one of my favourite summer scents for years. I used to alternate it with Eau de Rochas, choosing according to the season or my mood. It belongs to those fresh classics that, for me and many others, are superior to today’s offerings; they add elegance despite their freshness. The opening is delightful, cheerful and sparkling; as it dries, it leaves an interesting, slight mossy nuance. On my skin, it isn’t too much – I’ll explain why. The citrus notes are always accompanied by aromatic herbs, giving it a dry, distinctive touch. It’s balanced, evoking open spaces, gardens, fountains, nature and a gentle breeze. Ideal for daytime leisure in spring or summer, also suitable for the office as it’s not intrusive and suggests neatness and optimism. It feels a little more mature than Eau de Rochas, yet doesn’t clash with younger wearers. In my case, I’m not convinced by its evolution on the skin over time. The same happens with another very different Lancôme fragrance: La Vie Est Belle. I don’t know if this is typical of the brand, which surprises me given its prestige. Perhaps it’s my skin, although I wear many perfumes and this only happens with these two. After two hours, it loses much of its zest on my skin: it reminds me of fresh flowers that are wilting. Rather than losing intensity, it transforms. It’s a pity because its opening is wonderful, making one want to exclaim: ‘Oooooohhh…!’
It’s a classic for me – pleasant and, although I don’t wear it anymore, it brings back lovely memories of my youth. I used to think it was for an older age than I was, but it felt elegant, hehe.
Years ago, I used to gift this to my mother and some cousins wore it, just like my mother’s eldest sister. I tried it too; it doesn’t feel feminine to me, more unisex. It has a very energising freshness and vigour, ideal for humid and hot climates, perfect after a shower. It was a wonderful, unique delight thanks to that citrus and herbal touch. Now it’s not even a shadow of what it once was; it doesn’t last and seems another old-school glory that they foolishly ruined with a terrible reformulation. The bottle was opaque and now it’s crystal clear, which is fine and looks lovely. But the longevity is poor and it’s not worth the price. It doesn’t last as long as it should, which is a shame.
To me, it’s horrible, a classic for older women that feels very dated. It’s dreadful!
Although it has been reformulated, I’m glad this fresh water remains in circulation. It’s timeless, suitable from quinceañeras to the elderly. It begins citrusy, moves into fused jasmine with lemon and honeysuckle that sweetens with soapy touches; the herbs add a dry, sober note. Sandalwood closes it in the style of the 60s and 70s. It was a landmark when other fresh waters appeared against patchouli, with Lancôme being one of the first in this male trend that other houses continued. O de Lancôme carved a niche in the dressing tables of women during the moon era, the counterculture, and films like Easy Rider. In Spain, Suárez takes possession, series like The Count of Monte Cristo emerge, films like Abuelo made in Spain appear, and the whole country follows Eurovision with Salomé and Vivo Cantando, highlighting a spectacular vocal stream alongside this Lancôme masterpiece.
A wonderful memory from my teenage years: it smells of summer and freshness with a sophisticated touch. It was too expensive for me back then and still is, very typical of Lancôme. No one could dislike it; it’s perfect for giving to young people. I haven’t smelled it in decades, but it lingers in my memory. If they reformulated it, that’s a shame; it was perfect before.
I’m furious. I was looking for a fresh, revitalising summer fragrance, a blessing at a good price. The sales assistant told me it was for older ladies and insisted I try a flanker of Vie est belle. What a kick in the teeth; I felt extremely uncomfortable and left to buy something else. I regret it so much—what anger that such lovely scents come with such attitudes. O is absolutely beautiful for those who want it. The good news is this will never happen again.
I’m a citrus lover and I used to wear Lancôme’s O. Back then, I found the spicy, spiced notes irritating, but now it’s definitely a must-have.
The perfume of Diana the Huntress. A few weeks ago I was offered to try it; it hadn’t caught my attention, but I did and was surprised I hadn’t smelled it before. What an interesting, herbal and green perfume. On my skin the citrus notes are scarce; what stands out most is the honeysuckle with moss and vetiver, and a shy jasmine. Moderate trail and longevity. It’s like stepping into a deep forest, with chaotic trees and lush vegetation in the early hours of spring. Being herbal, some categorise it as unisex; I see it as androgynous. That’s why I associate it with Diana, the Roman goddess who wandered the forests accompanied by her nymphs. Suitable for summer or late spring.
A classic citrus. Lancôme created a fragrance for women, but with a nod to classic aromatic male citrus scents. The opening is sweet with lemon and mandarin, blending white florals, and then comes the magic: green herbs, coriander, basil and a fine, textured moss. A base of vetiver and sandalwood that aren’t afraid to stand out. It perfectly orchestrates the citrus, herbal and woody notes. It starts sweet and ‘feminine’, becoming increasingly unisex. Let’s not forget that the following year Rochas launched its legendary Eau de Rochas, then Dior its Diorella and Chanel its Cristalle. The best part is that, like Dior’s Eau Fraiche (1955), the moss note is realistic, damp and earthy of high quality. These citrus notes are ‘a delight’. Moderate trail with good longevity. There’s currently a boom of citrus scents, but with a fruitier/floral background, losing those herbal and woody touches of their predecessors. A gem without a doubt.
It’s a delight, a very complex citrus scent that I feel is elegant, sometimes slightly powdery and floral. In my opinion, it’s for young and mature women; although it’s old-fashioned, it doesn’t smell old, but rather current, fresh and summery. The bottle is lovely, elegant and high quality. The downside is that on my skin it has no sillage; it disappears in an hour. I’ll give it to my mum to see if it works for her. I won’t buy it again as it smells like nothing on me, but if she likes it, I’ll gift her another bottle, as it’s a delicious scent.
This was my grandmother’s perfume, R.I.P. It smelled wonderful; it was the fragrance I adored most about her since I was little.
At first, dry lemon and Mediterranean spices, but as it dries on the skin, it becomes a soft floral moss, like a forest after the rain. Low projection but lasts 12 hours. Fresh and unisex, ideal for summer or spring. I tried it again yesterday and remembered why I love it; it’s one of the few with so much moss that I enjoy. My favourite in the O line (and perhaps all of Lancôme). It reminds me of my school days in the late 90s, with a super-clean classmate who always smelled freshly out of the shower. She told me she used Lancôme O, just like her mother and grandmother. Surely her daughters will use it too. This shows it’s worthy of any age. It’s super versatile; although it’s not a bomb of complexity like Shalimar, it’s special and deserves to be among the greats of the last century. Pleasant: 8/10 Interesting: 8/10 Versatile: 7/10 Original: 7/10
I’ve always liked this perfume. Citrusy, herbal, with a slight sweetness. It smells fresh and clean. I remember it from childhood; my grandmother wore it, my mother wore it, and I sprayed it whenever I could. To me, it’s an elegant, fresh scent for everyday wear. I always thought it was very French, so this is how a Parisian girl should smell. It doesn’t seem vulgar, but rather classy and very different. A sixteen-year-old girl or a seventy-year-old woman could wear it because it’s hyper-pleasant. I’d recognise this perfume on anyone; it’s very distinctive and has great personality. Would I buy this perfume? Absolutely yes, and in a large size!! ❤️❤️❤️
They say it’s been reformulated, and while you might like it, you can’t help wondering if you’re missing something you didn’t even know you had. I wanted something transparent, luminous, fresh as crystal water and morning dew, and as a lemon lover, I find it sharp and bitter on the skin, a bit rough and sparkling. It never gets old; it makes me feel dressed and wrapped up, and I can smell it all day. The longevity is impressive; it still lingers the next day. I love that it stays on clothes, something I seek in dry-down scents that are herbal and wild, contrasting with my idea of femininity as soft and floral. Yet, feeling wrapped in a clean scent, slightly wild and rustic, like dense, sturdy vegetation, challenging with its bitter note, luminous due to its elevated and clean top notes, yet tough and resilient without losing grace or dignity. I adore it immensely; the bottle is gorgeous. I wouldn’t fall for a great perfume in a terrible bottle, so I don’t hide. I like the simplicity of its transparency, the freshness of the tone, the feeling of something cared for and loved by the engraved glass, or as if it were. It conveys the same as the perfume itself: simple but crafted, delicate, cared for, designed to stay.
My grandmother wore the mini bottles and loved saying it smelled like broccoli; she adored that scent 💕
I couldn’t find it in Argentina and now some do. Eight years ago I bought a mini set in Chile and fell in love; I remembered it as super citrusy and fresh. Now I’m surprised: it’s not like that anymore, perhaps a reformulation or my skin has changed, but it’s nothing like before. I don’t feel that previous freshness; the sharp lime, not the bergamot, the very soft mandarin, dominates with basil and rosemary; I don’t detect jasmine and it becomes mossy. At first I didn’t like it, I couldn’t find the fresh citrus, but after hours it becomes pleasant and I wear it.
A green freshness dancing between citrus and roots, moss and earth. It begins effervescent and ends as a mossy aura with a woody touch. From fresh air to earthy calm: citrus evaporates leaving a dry, spicy trail. A sophisticated evolution, very representative of the moss era. A classic evoking summer and autumn, like Vivaldi’s seasons. Walking barefoot on a wet meadow.
I love it; it smells of citrus and moss, of vetiver. It’s a timeless scent. Generally, I don’t like Lancôme much because it tends to be very commercial, but this perfume rises above that. Despite being on the market for years with the corresponding reformulations, it is truly an interesting, serious, and wearable perfume.
This fragrance has a masculine touch, almost like Dior’s Eau Sauvage, which makes it absolutely attractive without forsaking femininity, and it never goes out of style. The citrus notes are fabulous, standing out without being overpowering. A luxury to buy without hesitation. Ideal for warm climates.
It’s been an eternity since I’ve smelled it, and I have a wonderful memory of it. One of my aunts used to wear it every time she came from Dijon, and I loved how it smelled; I have that memory etched in my mind. I’ve never smelled it again, so I suspect it mustn’t be too mass-produced. I’m going to buy it and hope I don’t come away disappointed, as I’ve read it’s been reformulated several times; I just hope it retains at least its DNA. As a summer option, it seems like a marvel alongside my beloved Cristalle EDP.
When I was little, I loved visiting my Aunt Ana. I loved her very much, don’t get me wrong, but also because she was asthmatic and couldn’t tolerate almost any perfume. So, all the samples and 10ml miniatures given with her cosmetic purchases were inherited by her quirky, perfume-obsessed niece. I could only use one, and that was O de Lancôme. So, when I entered her house, kissed her, and hugged her, I was enveloped in that scent of moss and wet forest, fresh green elegance, short hair, large gold earrings, and a white shirt. There are no citrus candies or marine notes here, nothing we associate today with a fresh perfume. It’s much better. Just herbal, slightly earthy notes that, for me, not only refresh but have a calming, familiar, almost therapeutic effect. I’m lucky to possess a small stash of unrefurbished matte bottles, as the new version, while not a bad perfume, is neither comparable in the naturalness of its notes nor in longevity, which is almost as vast as the nostalgia it provokes.
It reminds me of my youth back in the mid-90s. It’s a timeless, green, and exotic perfume for my nose.
It’s the feminine version of Dior’s Eau de Sauvage. I mean the work of Roudnitska, the legend of 1966. Ô de Lancôme possesses all the gravitas of that era in its creation, and although I’ve read they’ve modified it—which doesn’t surprise me given the restrictions and perhaps to cut costs—I believe its green nature persists. It is very green, and in a very good way, leaving a fresh, clean, and elegant impression on the wearer, just like Eau de Sauvage does for men. In this game of gender, Ô retains a feminine imprint that might doubt more than one young woman nowadays, as ‘green’ isn’t currently in fashion for feminine fragrances. Obviously, it’s relative, but I still read comments associating herbal notes with masculinity, and while I understand, I disagree; this fragrance reveals a subtlety that suits ladies very well (which doesn’t stop me from wanting to buy a bottle for personal use one day, as I really like the scent). I loved discovering it through a young person who wore it beautifully this summer in the Northern Hemisphere. Projection and longevity are decent, though a slight reapplication after five or six hours is pleasant. Recommended; trying it will be a good experience.
I had it years ago and, as I couldn’t remember the scent and I already own O d’Azur and O de Orangerie, I bought a decant. It is very citrusy, starting with lemon and tangerine, then rosemary and sandalwood. It burned my skin when I applied it, which doesn’t happen with most perfumes. It’s too unisex for my current taste; it reminded me very much of the big-bottle colognes sold in the 80s. It’s not for me.
Since I can remember, I’ve had a cumulonimbus cloud over my head and life falls on me like a downpour. When Mum came home from work, she’d bathe the house, and it would look like a biplane spreading silver iodide over that congenital madness. And the silver, yes, it greens the skin. It’s emerald green, bright and familiar, like a magical realism story. It doesn’t imitate anything: it’s a constructed beauty, the kind that is so often undervalued and tends to cause crises. It smells of perfume, not of anything concrete. It is absolute music. Whether there are clouds tomorrow or not, having this alchemy is a balm for the soul.
It’s the most unisex of Lancôme’s range, and that shouldn’t be, because O de Lancôme was the most feminine and fresh EDT the brand ever had; until they reformulated it. The herbal notes have been overtaken by vetiver, and now it smells like a men’s cologne from another era. I want to like it; I want to feel that feminine, clean, casual herbal scent that inspired me in my adolescence, but I am still me, and I let myself be confused by memories, you know… The point is, I don’t recommend buying it blindly; it’s better to try it first.
What a gem, @clarbloom (the original one). Stories like this make collecting perfumes worthwhile; that’s why we’re all here.