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Patchouli Magnetik
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Patchouli Magnetik by Maison Crivelli is a fragrance from the olfactive family for men and women. Patchouli Magnetik was launched in 2022. The nose behind this fragrance is Quentin Bisch.
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Patchouli Magnetik seemed to me like a good patchouli perfume, but no more than that. From the very first moment it smells like chocolate-style patchouli with a resinous appearance and a fruity touch, of good quality as is usual from the brand, but upon drying I feel a slightly metallic and earthy accord (I don’t know if it’s the peach or the gardenia) that I don’t like and which I think hinders the development. In summary, I think there are better patchouli perfumes, although this one has good performance as something notable. If it vaguely reminds me of Black Orchid, but I see Tom Ford better. Rating: 5.5/10
One of the perfumes that has produced the most rejection in me; it smells like rancid chocolate with peach and playdough.
One of the perfumes that has caused me the most rejection; it smells like rancid chocolate with peach and play-doh.
First impression: some Zara Home Mikados. Very potent, dark and sinister. The Mikados of Satan’s hallway. The scent that lingers on the skin is a dazzling, overwhelming woody note. The sillage, however, is a cloud of custard smog and egg custard. It seems like the abstraction and purification of a disco perfume. But it maintains that curious ambivalence between a procurer and Martha Stewart.
First impression: absolute Zara Home mikados. Very potent, dark, and ominous. The scent of Satan’s hallway. It’s the note that clings to the skin, a dazzling, overwhelming woody accord. The trail, on the other hand, is a cloud of custard smog and egg custard. It seems like the abstraction and refinement of a club perfume. Yet, it maintains that curious ambivalence between the pimp and Martha Stewart.
It smells like patchouli butter: thick, creamy, milky and resinous. It evolves a lot; at first the peach stands out, then the butter fades but the creaminess remains to give way to gardenia without losing that chocolate-flavoured patchouli. The projection is brutal; you leave a trail all over the street. The longevity is 24 hours, noticeable right on the skin and even after a shower. If you overdo the amount, it becomes overwhelming. It’s difficult to handle; if you’re a patchouli lover, you’ll miss more purity, but it’s a must-try.
Perfumon in caps: smells of thick, creamy, lactonic, and resinous patchouli butter, with a great evolution in its development. Initially, the peach note becomes more prominent; later, the ‘butter’ fades without losing its creaminess, giving way to gardenia while never losing the chocolatey patchouli. Projection: you leave a trail down the entire street. Longevity is 24 hours, not just on the skin; even after showering, it’s still quite noticeable. If you overapply, it can be overwhelming. It’s something difficult; if you are a patchouli lover, you’ll miss more purity in this note, but it remains a must-taste perfume.
It smells like the gym brother of a watermelon bubblegum that’s had enough and only sees water to quench its thirst. It stuck to my hoodie for weeks and smelled as if it had just come out of the bottle.
Smells like the gymbro brother of a fini watermelon bubblegum who just hopped on steroids and refuses to acknowledge any other use for water other than to quench thirst. Stayed on my jumper for weeks and it reeked as if it had been just sprayed.
At first, that patchouly sweetness felt cloying to me, but once it dries after half an hour or an hour, pfff, it’s a delight for me. I’d even say that some people who don’t like patchouli could enjoy it. Obviously, if it’s noticeable, but the blend with that white flower, sandalwood, and peach creates a very creamy peach with that sweet, half-chocolatey, half-green patchouli… for me, it’s very pleasant in its dry-down, especially after a few hours. It leaves a scent that isn’t like most perfumes, which are almost always the same; it’s a special scent for me that projects and lasts perfectly for 24 hours in my experience… and that’s what I love. I can’t stop feeling that creamy, peach-infused patchouli, which isn’t as invasive in its notes as other more strident perfumes. I have a habit of buying the 100ml bottles, but this time, leave the habit aside and go for its only format, the 50ml.
This scent causes me total rejection.
This scent generates a great rejection in me.
At first, the sweetness of the patchouli annoyed me, but after an hour and a half of drying, pfff, it’s a delight. Even those who don’t like patchouli might enjoy it for that blend with white flower, sandalwood and peach, creating a super-creamy peach, half chocolate, half green. In the end, it’s a special, unique scent that projects perfectly for 24 hours. It’s so pleasant that I forgot my rule of only buying 100ml bottles and went straight for the only 50ml format.
The second time I tried it, it hooked me again. Imagine a red filter in a movie for rage or in a video game for death; this is like a neon orange filter for a manic episode. It’s an impeccable fruity patchouli, without tar or earthiness, all varnished and polished, yet without losing that madness. It’s a song: ‘Not Enough Violence’ by Ariel Pink.
Do you remember the phrase ‘if you don’t want soup, then take three full cups’? That comes to mind with a smile. The sparkling fruity opening and the oud alongside the peach ‘slip’ you a charming patchouli, like a mischievous trick for those who say ‘I don’t like patchouli’. The fruity opening and the addictive, balsamic dry-down, right down to that soft caress of peach skimming the skin, mean that if you tested the perfume without telling people its name, they’d probably like the patchouli. Not because it’s masked—it’s very present—but because it’s presented in a hug of friendship. Perhaps it’s a reconciliation for non-patchouli lovers. And if you like patchouli, you’ll love it. On skin, after three and a half hours, it softens and the most comforting notes emerge. It’s a delight. I’d use it for intense nights out and to wake up to a delicate peach fragrance in the morning, as if nothing had happened. The line between masculine and feminine at Maison Crivelli is sinuous, but I feel very comfortable with Patchouli Magnetik. Other women have told me ‘you smell good’ when they didn’t expect it from this ‘trick’.
Do you remember the expression: ‘no soup for you, take three full cups’? That’s what comes to my mind when the fruity, sparkling opening and immediately the oud together with the peach ‘force’ a charming, dedicated patchouli upon you, as if it were a prank, dedicated to all those who utter the words: ‘I don’t like patchouli’. The sparkling fruity opening and the addictive, balsamic dry-down, leading to a soft caress of peach on the skin, make it so that if you let them try the perfume without showing the name, it’s probable they would like the patchouli. Not because it masks the patchouli; the patchouli is felt and felt a lot, but because it presents the patchouli in a friendly embrace. Perhaps it’s a reconciliation with patchouli for the non-patchouli. And of course, if you like patchouli, you will love it. After three and a half hours on the skin, the patchouli softens and the most comforting part begins to emerge. It’s a delight. I would use it for intense, social nights, where at the same time, in the morning, I have a special interest in waking up with a delicate peach fragrance on the skin, as if nothing had happened. The line between masculine and feminine at Maison Crivelli is quite sinuous. However, I feel very comfortable with Patchouli Magnetik by Maison Crivelli. And other women I know have said: ‘it smells good’ when I didn’t expect it in this ‘prank’.
I’ve been trying to get hooked on this for months, but it just hasn’t worked. I love Quentin and I adore the notes: peach, I’m obsessed with it; patchouli, I like it; resins, vanilla, sandalwood… they drive me mad. But for some reason beyond logic, this blend just smells terrible to me. I’m sorry, Quentin, you’ve failed me this time. It smells like synthetic fruit bubblegum and something musty. Joe, it makes me furious because Maison Crivelli has atomic bombs, but none of their creations are to my liking. The longevity and sillage are unparalleled. Every time I spray it to give it another chance, I still don’t like it and have to rub my hand with bleach to get the smell off. It’s eternal, horribly eternal.
I’ve been forcing myself to like this perfume for several months… but nothing, I just don’t like it. I love Quentin and most of the declared notes I adore: peach, I’m obsessed with it; patchouli, I like it; resins, vanilla, sandalwood… I like it, I love it, and it drives me crazy… but for something beyond logic and comprehension, this combination results in being tremendously unpleasant to me. I’m sorry Quentin, but this time, you’ve failed me. It smells to me like synthetic fruit chewing gum and something rancid. Joe, and it makes me angry, because Maison Crivelli has atomic bombs, but their creations don’t result in being pleasant to me. None of them. Longevity and projection are unsurpassed. Every time I apply it to give it a new chance to see if something has changed, I realise it still doesn’t please me and I have to rub my hands with bleach to get rid of this scent. It’s eternal. Horribly eternal.