Scentbird, Inc., New York, NY 10001
La Panthère description
The sleek, sudden approach of luscious tropical notes, with potent gardenia laying low in the heart. The deep jungle exhalation of musk and oakmoss underneath the shifting shadows. Cartier’s La Panthere is perfume as a quicksilver flash; it coldly announces a pure predator.
The swirling strawberries, apricot and apple in the top are spiked with a metallic rhubarb note. There’s an unusual fermented, spicy quality to the opening, like home-made liquor and freshly ground pepper. The rhubarb is shiny, not sweet, while the fruit notes feel almost alcoholically ripe. La Panthere, despite the fruitiness of how it begins, is definitely NOT a cute, sugary fruity floral.
The beginning is heady and disorienting, like going on safari and being pursued by an unseen animal, with only furtive movement disturbing the grasses to let you know where it might be.But La Panthere is still a Cartier perfume, preferring stealth and subtlety over brute force and power, so the animal stalking you is content to circle around until it chooses the perfect moment to strike.
Which happens when the gardenia arrives to dispel the opening notes completely in a breathtaking floral rush. And to make La Panthere even more unnerving, the gardenia is not sweet and full, but quite cool and bright. It’s the sudden rush of cold air before you feel the weight of the animal upon you.
The gardenia slowly builds up strength, like a coastal wind blasting in from offshore. The heart has a sinuously airy quality that will thrill cynical gardenia fans who think they’ve smelled it all. This gale force gardenia starts to twist and curl, upturning everything in its path for several glorious minutes.
And after it finally dissipates back out to sea, what remains is a dark chypre base of bracken and churned earth. The musk in the dry down is strong and dominant, while the saturated oakmoss clings damply to the base. Whatever has passed nearby, that muscular shadow which has tracked you from the ripe beginning of this fragrance, has disappeared back into the brush to leave you panting in its wake.
La Panthere is a predatory growl of a perfume, one that takes Cartier’s sophisticated sheen and turns into a midnight menace. If you think you know gardenia, and you wouldn’t touch a fruity floral perfume with tongs, we dare you to try this fragrance. Welcome to the jungle.