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Sachs and Violens, benefiting Hero Initiative, from Chicago Comic Con.
Sachs
A sensual scent, compelling and passionate, that stays close to the skin: Roman chamomile, bourbon vanilla, and smoky vanilla bean.
I picked up Sachs at the Chicago Comic-Con. I'd considered buying two bottles of it, thinking someone else would surely like the second if I didn't, but the sniff and the $25 price tag convinced me to just get one. It came with a silver-foiled blue velveteen bag and a Sachs & Violens BPAL postcard, both signed right there by the artist George Perez.
I love vanilla and hoped this would be a rich and yummy vanilla scent.
In the bottle, the dusty bite of chamomile dominates everything. There is a sense of the vanilla in the background taming things a little, warming the blend up, but not much hope of it winning the battle.
On my skin, the chamomile goes through death throes, a big minty, medicinal mess with quite a bit of throw. It's unpleasant but mild enough to be bearable. Within an hour, things turn around and the vanilla notes take over. Then it has the warm, rich, sugary appeal of a fancy-foo drink from Starbucks. The chamomile, relegated to the backdrop, adds a hint of close-to-the-skin feminine complexity to what would otherwise by a crunchy sugar and creamy flavored syrup scent.
Yummy stuff. Subtle, sweet, and compellingly sniffable once the chamomile has time to die down.
Violens
Rugged and understated: five sandalwoods, dusty leather, and light musk.
I only sniffed Violens in the bottle at the convention, but that was enough to tell me it smelled, without apology, like a traditional, inexpensive men's cologne. There was nothing even remotely unisex about this fragrance. I don't like this kind of thing on men, even, so it was a definite loser for me.
Sachs
A sensual scent, compelling and passionate, that stays close to the skin: Roman chamomile, bourbon vanilla, and smoky vanilla bean.
I picked up Sachs at the Chicago Comic-Con. I'd considered buying two bottles of it, thinking someone else would surely like the second if I didn't, but the sniff and the $25 price tag convinced me to just get one. It came with a silver-foiled blue velveteen bag and a Sachs & Violens BPAL postcard, both signed right there by the artist George Perez.
I love vanilla and hoped this would be a rich and yummy vanilla scent.
In the bottle, the dusty bite of chamomile dominates everything. There is a sense of the vanilla in the background taming things a little, warming the blend up, but not much hope of it winning the battle.
On my skin, the chamomile goes through death throes, a big minty, medicinal mess with quite a bit of throw. It's unpleasant but mild enough to be bearable. Within an hour, things turn around and the vanilla notes take over. Then it has the warm, rich, sugary appeal of a fancy-foo drink from Starbucks. The chamomile, relegated to the backdrop, adds a hint of close-to-the-skin feminine complexity to what would otherwise by a crunchy sugar and creamy flavored syrup scent.
Yummy stuff. Subtle, sweet, and compellingly sniffable once the chamomile has time to die down.
Violens
Rugged and understated: five sandalwoods, dusty leather, and light musk.
I only sniffed Violens in the bottle at the convention, but that was enough to tell me it smelled, without apology, like a traditional, inexpensive men's cologne. There was nothing even remotely unisex about this fragrance. I don't like this kind of thing on men, even, so it was a definite loser for me.
