I thought that based on how pretty the bottle was (stupid idea) and the way it was presented in general that I might enjoy this fragrance and that it would at least be worth looking into a bit more. So I did and I have just got to say that I hate it. I just hate it completely and that is a bit disappointing. I've never smelled any perfume anything like this. I don't understand it at all and perhaps that's part of the problem. I can see it being a unisex fragrance because it doesn't lean very far either way. But the scent is strange and faint. For me personally I think it smells bad, flat and very stale. It's almost like there once was a scent but then it faded and that's what's left now. It kind of reminds me of the smell of a cup of vodka that was left over from the night before and you walk by it on the table and catch a small wiff of it. I don't understand why anyone would want to smell this way.

Memoire d’une Odeur may not be a loud fragrance but it certainly makes an impression. At first, it smells green and bitter, with the distinct scent of Roman Chamomile that is the core pillar of Memoire. There are many offshoots at this stage – something cold and flinty, a touch of stem-like greenery, and a white floral effect that reads to me as being in the direction of muguet, but not a snapshot of lily-of-the-valley. Things do definitely become more floral in the heart thanks to a chilly jasmine accord (a headspace recreation of Indian coral jasmine) that is awash with greenery and icy, glassy petals. It’s compelling. I’d say that Memoire d’une Odeur is fairly linear. It does not, like many fragrances, shed the skin of its top notes to reveal a striking new olfactory pattern underneath, instead it simply strips away some of its adornments to reveal a skeleton of smooth woods and musk. The mineral accord sits at the very heart of this, running through the fragrance like a vein and connecting the green, airy, bitterness of the Roman chamomile with the pale musk-woods in the base. Like a memory that appears so vivid, Memoire d’une Odeur fades out slowly into a distant shadow of itself