I have an ambivalent relationship with the tobacco note.
Real tobacco makes me sick. My grandfather used to smoke a lot, cigarettes as well as a pipe. I loved him dearly and miss him to this day, but the aura of smoke that permanently surrounded him, was always something I did not like. I tried to get him to stop smoking for as long as I can remember. He never did. He died of lung cancer at only 62 years old, the summer I was 12.
Tabac Aurea includes notes of cedar, sandalwood, tobacco, leather, vetiver, patchouli, clove, labdanum absolute, tonka bean, amber, vanilla and musk. Released in 2009.
Tabac Aurea opens with leather and smoky wood, before slowly but surely sailing into a warm and sweet vanilla-tinged amber accord. Over it all lies the blond (golden = aurea, lat.) tobacco, sweet and reminiscent of hay and horses, though men and Marlboros.
The smell of tobacco is closely linked to my grandfather in my memories. When I smelled Tabac Aurea for the first time, I was instantly transported back to my grandparent’s kitchen, where he always sat and smoked up a storm, while painting. He was an artist, never professionally, but he had passion and talent too.
Tabac Aurea opens a window in my mind down the years: leather, tobacco, smoke, and underneath it all lies sweetness.
A perfect olfactory portrait of my beloved Opa.