Since diving head first into this bottomless pit of perfume addiction, I have been searching for the “perfect” vanilla. I have come close with a few vanilla-centric perfumes, but something was always lacking.
Perhaps this obsession was somehow related with my search for the ultimate recipe for allergy-free vanilla cakes. To drive my craving and longing to almost insane heights, I kept reading up about Indult’s Tihota. A vanilla perfume whith a reputation of almost legendary proportions, Tihota sounded truly amazing, but had long been discontinued.
Imagine my jubilation when I read about the great come-back of the house of Indult and in particular the fabled Tihota! Not only was the perfume returning, but presumably without a reformulation. I contacted the new propiertor of Indult and quickly ascertained when I would be able to get my greedy hands on a bottle. Forget about sampling it first, sampling is for wimps – I wanted, I needed this perfume. NOW!
Blind buying is normally taboo for me, but this was an exception. I ordered myself a bottle and put it under the Christmas tree.
Finally, I was able to open the package and take a whiff of this perfume which has a cult following and which made me sceptical at first about trying it.
Tihota was created by Francis Kurkdjian, includes notes of Vanilla beans and muscs and is described on the brand’s website as follows:
Tihota means « Sugar » in Polynesian
When the skin is « sugar » under the Polynesian sun: it’s an exotic marriage of muscs in fusion and infusion with the sensual vanilla pods.
A vaporous wake but maintained, like the blow of a warm breeze that wraps the body and invades the atmosphere in a singular way.
Tihota is an olfactive and magical trip, the incandescence of the sunrise that embraces the far horizon.
My first spray was quite meagre, but the plush vanilla that hit my nostrils encouraged me to spray lavishly right away. Ah, this is what I am talking about – straight up vanilla. But at first it reminded me of several other perfumes and didn’t seem all that special – yet.
On my skin Tihota started to magically develop. It was as if the sumptuous, slightly sweet vanilla was morphing into the finest most delicate vanilla orchid plant right in front of my nose. I thought this stage was beautiful but it did not prepare me for what was to come. You see, I forgot about the perfume and after doing my chores I sat down and the first moment I had to myself had me huffing my wrist without shame. Wow! What was that? I could not pinpoint it at first.
So over the next few days I wore Tihota and basked in the warm vanilla eagerly awaiting to see what it was about the drydown that had me in a state of nirvana.
For the first few hours I bask in the warmth and imagine myself on a tropical island – walking amidst gardens overgrown with orchids of all varieties and colours but interspersed with vanilla orchids. After a while I find myself transported to another world. An Utopian world where there is only peace, love, lush colors in hues of gold, orange and red and most importantly warmth.
Then it dawned on me. It is the musk. The musky drydown gives me this feeling of glorious serenity. It is so well done. The vanilla and the musk intertwining into this cloud of heaven around me.
Thankfully the drydown is not overly sweet and makes me dream. In the final stages there is a slightly smoky/incensey powderiness that is enriched with the most delicate vanilla. This stage lasts for hours and into the next morning.
Tihota is a gorgeous perfume worth every penny!