Woop Woop Olfactoria’s Travelers,
Funny how sometimes you are so enraptured by a scent that you’ve bought in a sample, decant or split that you immediately, or as soon as opportunity presents itself, you go grab yourself a bottle. This is one such fragrance. While I was cleaning up the house in preparation for the move I found my original 10ml decant bought from an AndreaW split on FFF (Facebook Fragrance Friends) back in 2012 when it was first released. There is about 4ml left in it because I went away in January 2013 to Paris and grabbed a bottle (still unopened) at the Galleries Lafayette from the loveliest DIOR rep who remembered me this year when Michael and I were there.
Oud Ispahan was created by Francois Demachy for DIOR: Collection Privée
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Fragrantica gives these featured accords:
Base: Sandalwood, rose, agarwood (oud)
This note list is so short and really only hints at what I get from wearing this lovely rose/oud production. Back when Christian Dior was alive you could still use the word Orient, which I love, but sadly today it has fallen into disfavour because of its ties to Imperialism and the downtreading of hundreds of thousands of individuals and stealing all their valuables, heritage, culture and religious icons to put into museums and sell to collectors. Interestingly the word is still useable and existing in the fragrance industry in Oriental, my favourite of all the genres and something to be worn lavishly and fearlessly.
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Oud Ispahan is lavish.
The opening for me wails like a hot dry wind in the desert, full of the promise of heat, rose petals and baklava, oils, animals and resins. It is a magical wonder of a fragrance giving such depth and tonality I really do feel like I’m wearing an oil based fragrance from the middle East but in the cleanest way.
To me the note list is exactly reverse to how I smell the fragrance. Oud and rose in the forefront, the patchouli riding alongside is almost transparent, all the bits I love have been sawn off and truncated but you can still tell it was patchouli, this is a Disney patchouli suitable for even the most exquisitely discerning western noses that don’t really want to smell like a souk, or as if they’ve been up a camels ass, but who do want to hint at far away places and mysterious travels. Oud Ispahan is perfect for exactly this.
Though labdanum has been present all along it has sometimes shouted, others murmered or been completely overlayed by the other notes, but now it gets to have its moment and the dry, amberish, honeyed animal oud plays quite nicely beside a soft caress of sandalwood, or a recreation of it.
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From my description you would hardly guess at how much I love Oud Ispahan. When I spritz with abandon and inhale my scent cloud it is a transportive dream. Suddenly I am hiding in the harem of a desert king or the beautiful dancer wife of an Indian Maharajah: bathed, hairless and glorious attars massaged into my skin so I glow and shimmer in the half light. Suddenly I am beautiful, beyond beautiful, and so light I could fly away. They wrap me in a gown of silks and sequins, I am almost completely covered and ready to see my master/husband/king. Shivering with excitement and nerves.
Oud Ispahan can be found at some large department stores and all DIOR stand alone stores.
Surrender To Chance has samples starting at $3/ml
What in your collection sends you on journeys in your mind?