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puk93 – :
On me it’s just a powdery light bergamot and vetiver for the first few hours–very soapy. The tobacco and tonka finally start peeking out on the drydown but it’s all just a bit too subtle for me. This is the only one of the West Third fragrances I’ve tried that I didn’t really like or outright love.
v-6152_unlim – :
The only knock I’ve ever read against West Third is for having the audacity to position itself as a niche house for all, a marketing strategy seemingly designed as a moral correction to the aspirational brands that poison the industry: Baccarat Rouge 540; Lutens’ L’Incendiare; the normalization of threads on this site that ask, “What is the most you have ever spent…?”
XXX, as with all of West Third’s fragrances, costs about the same as a so-called “drugstore cheapie.” And that, for all of those who imagine their personal superiority to others is best measured and displayed through the public consumption of exorbitantly priced gimcracks, is, as they say, that. Joke’s on them, though: put XXX in a Creed “flacon”, ask $400, next thing you know it has its own subforum…
Old school, with the coumarin conducting the show like Leonard Bernstein popping Benzedrine, XXX starts off loud with a tuba blast of tobacco which shortly finds itself locked with the citrus notes in some sort of olfactory grudge match to the death, and here, I feel it’s only fair to warn prospective buyers, it isn’t a death that comes quickly. XXX goes on in the morning, gets stronger in the afternoon, sits affectionately with you in the evening, and later reclines on your pillow to guide you into a gentle sleep.
God bless socialism.