I have already mentioned once or twice (or fifty-five times) that my husband is not very easy to please when it comes to perfume. He doesn’t like many of the fragrances I wear and actively opposes more than a few, so when he reacts positively to something I am testing – and without being asked even! – that is truly something to take note of.
Amouage Reflection Woman is one such fragrance.
I was wearing a little spray on the back of my hand one evening, a “getting-to -know-you” spritz, when my husband stopped mid-sentence and declaimed: “That is great! What is it?” Since such an enthusiastic reaction is virtually unprecedented, I had to take a closer look at Reflection, even if it wouldn’t be my first choice. But, having gotten a place in the review-testing rota thanks to my husbands endorsement, Reflection has certainly made an impression.
Notes include water violet, freesia, tropical green leaves, magnolia, ylang ylang, jasmine, amber, musk, cedarwood and sandalwood.
Amouage Reflection Woman starts out with a wave of flowers in/under water. It conjures up a drowned garden shimmering in pastel colors. The heart reveals a lot of magnolia, with a sharp edge, a little metallic rasping, before drying down to still waterlogged musky woods that hold onto the magnolia and the aquatic coldness for the longest time. It has a greater than average sillage and wears for at least six hours on me.
On the one hand, it has several things going for it:
1. The perfumer was Maurice Roucel. That fact alone elevates it by several places in my internal ranking.
2. The bottle looks beautiful. The theme of reflection is executed perfectly on this smooth, silvery piece of elegance.
3. It is light, fresh and perfectly appropriate as an antidote to heavy winter scents, something I crave at this stage of the winter, when the cold has been dragging on for months and I try to implore spring to come early by wearing the appropriate fragrances, actual weather outside be damned.
On the other hand, there are several things I am not so keen about:
1. The slightly overwhelming aquatic-ness of Reflection. There is no going around the fact that there is water everywhere. That L’Eau d’Issey -ish fresh watery note (that may or may be not Calone) is reminding me of the nineties and their overdose of Calvin Klein and Cool Water.
2. The price. This is priced as every other Amouage scent is, but somehow I cannot beat the feeling of being easily able to get something real similar for a lot cheaper. Like L’Eau d’Issey for instance. (Should I want that, which I don’t).
3. It is never a good idea to wanting to love something for some other reason than that you love it already yourself. Which is a complicated and linguistically inelegant way of saying: Don’t wear perfume for anybody else than yourself, if you don’t really like it anyway.
So after giving this perfume a lot of thought (and skin time), I cannot but come to the following conclusions:
1. I sincerely hope my husband is not reading this review.
2. I want to apologize to Calvin Klein, Issey Miyake, Davidoff and all their fans. I am sure you know what you are doing.
3. Amouage is a wonderful brand. I adore Epic, Lyric, Honour and Memoir and am keen to try the others, but Reflection, also maybe because it is so different in character to the oriental mainstay of the line, is not for me.