Versace finally releasing a summer scent before summer actually starts. https://ifragranceofficial.com/perfumes/eau-fraiche-extreme-versace/ Looks interesting, but I really wish their marketing team would leave 1996 and come join us in 2025. And while we're at it, the word Extreme is a bit much for just an EDP concentration. I do like the blue of the bottle though. No information on notes, yet, but it will probably be in keeping with the original.

It is not day, but neither is it night. The hour holds its breath in a corridor of Versailles, long after the music has faded and the court has retired. The chandeliers flicker with the last breath of candlelight, each flame casting molten gold against mirrors that have seen centuries. This is Grand Soir — not a scent, but a setting, a memory of former things. An amber dusk suspended in time, where silence itself seems perfumed. The air is dense with labdanum and the memory of silk. You walk alone in a golden hush, where each step is absorbed by centuries of brocade and wax. Grand Soir smells not of now, but of then — of something that knew the sun but now glows in such memory. And as you move through this amber-stitched stillness, you do not hear fanfare, but the soft orchestration of Fauré’s Pavane. It plays as if remembered — not loudly, but as a soul might hum to itself: noble, melancholic, gently undressing the layers of silence. Outside, if one dared to glance from the window, the gardens blur into Monet's twilight palette — violet shadows softening stone, topiary washed in bluish gold. His brush does not define, but suggests — just as Grand Soir does not proclaim, but radiates. Like Monet, Kurkdjian paints with light — not bright, but dying light, refracted through amber, softened by tonka, and warmed by the resinous breath of benzoin. This is no cologne. This is a memory made material — of courtly stillness, of golden interiors, of art that does not wish to be understood but felt. A velvet evening not worn, but inhabited.

Patchouli gets a bad rap from people who don’t actually know what patchouli can be. If all you’ve smelled is some cheap, oily head shop blend, then sure — it’s going to come off musty, dusty, maybe even moldy. But real patchouli? High-grade, properly aged, and skillfully used? It’s dark, earthy, bitter-green, and grounding. The kind of note that gives a fragrance presence and weight. There’s range to it. Dark patchouli is thick and camphorous. Light patchouli is more refined, stripped of some of the funk but still unmistakably itself. And where it’s grown changes the story. Indonesian patchouli tends to be deeper and more humid. Indian patchouli can show a spicier, leafier character. Even aging changes it. What starts off sharp and raw becomes rounded and soft with time. The core of patchouli’s character comes down to molecules like patchoulol. That’s the cool, woody backbone. It smells like damp earth, old books, and wet stone. Patchoulol acetate is a lighter, more transparent twist on it. These are the parts perfumers chase when they want patchouli’s complexity without the baggage. Then there’s Clearwood®. It’s not a synthetic. It’s not a fraction. It’s a material created by fermentation, built from sugarcane, and designed to isolate the cleaner, smoother sides of patchouli. Firmenich used biotech to cut the dirt and keep the warmth. Clearwood is rich in patchoulol, but doesn’t have the moldy, musty edges that turn people off. It smells woody and soft, slightly creamy, with a bit of amber glow underneath. In a blend, it brings shape without crowding. It lifts Iso E Super, supports Hedione, and plays well with the modern airy-wood molecules that need something quiet to sit on. It’s subtle, but it makes a difference. Then came Clearwood PRISMA, launched in 2024 to mark the ten-year anniversary of the original. It pushes the idea further. With up to 99% patchoulol, PRISMA is solid at room temperature. It’s more concentrated, more vivid. Not dirtier — just more… present. It keeps the elegance of Clearwood but adds clarity and oomph. It stays clear, bright, and woody. More transparent than traditional patchouli, more complex than the original Clearwood.

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