Another Disappointment From One of My Favorite Houses
Bracken Woman doesn't smell outright atrocious to me like some of their other recent offerings, but it's definitely not up there with the drop-dead beauties that made me fall in love with the house of Amouage. (Memoir, Lyric, Honour, Sunshine, and Interlude just to name a few that I love.) Bracken is sharp and rather green, as it's a fougere (fern) fragrance, which explains also why it's also so masculine to my nose. Fern is quite common in men's fragrances so it's no wonder that this reminds me of upscale men's toiletries, or fine French milled soap. What I picture is a young fancy lad all freshly showered and shaved, decked out in his tennis whites, and wearing grown up aftershave. He's ready for fun and frolic with his fellow fancy lad pals at the tennis club! While I don't find this unpleasant, it's just a tad over the line into aftershave country for me to think of it as unisex or remotely feminine.