Petale Noir

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• Yadorán d'Vinea

  August 18, 2016

  

  To be honest, almost every man has a very fragile ego. Petale Noir is a bold, retro and dominating fragrance. If you like gourmand-fruit scents, friendly floral orientals, dusty whites or humble woody citrus, this isn’t for you. It opens clean, fresh and moderately citrusy with tangerine, violet leaves and a very watery lotus. But the star is the magnolia: used in crazy amounts, it’s not delicate or feminine, but rough, dry and overwhelming. Then the rose and mayflower are sweetened with ylang-ylang and neroli. The heart is sweet, powdery, spicy and fresh, with hints of magnolia. The chypre base is ruled by leather: sour-sweet and acidic, mixed with vetiver and oriental notes that add roughness; the tobacco leaves a trail almost like cocoa. It’s not fun or cheerful, it’s laconic, lustful and sexually aggressive. Imagine a Fragrantica promo but with a woman about to punch someone. It’s not for charming young girls or perfect lovers; it’s for a woman with her husband defending her after a brutal blow. It’s not the lover’s fragrance, but that of a married woman who dominates both. With a formal character, it could have been Christina Aguilera’s perfume in Dirrty, Britney’s in I’m Slave 4 U or Madonna’s in Erotica. Intense and promiscuous, it clings to the skin and projects like crazy. It will conquer some, discomfort others and, in my case, make me bite my lower lip.