Almost exactly two years ago I was hanging out at a Sephora waiting to meet a friend for lunch and I tried and asked for a sample of this then-new flanker to one of my all-time favorite scents, Eau Sauvage. Ay the time, I didn’t hate it, it just wasn’t Eau Sauvage, so why name it that? At the time I wrote: “It’s perfectly nice mind you. I suppose it could be looked at as a darker cousin of the original. Of course “darker” is relative: the original is very much a ‘jumped in the Austin-Healey after a day sailing and made it home in time for a G&T with Mums and Da’ sort of scent. It’s spray-on Cary Grant.”
This one actually grew on me. The myrrh on the opening and bergamot finish is really quite nice. It has good lasting power and isn’t break-the-bank expensive. My issue with it? Why call it Eau Sauvage anything when it has relatively little to do with the original except a carbon copy bottle and the fact that they contain alcohol. It’s like telling me that you’re serving me a “filet mignon extreme” and serving me pork chops. If I was told I was having pork chops, I’d have my face all set for it..
Don’t get me started on the travesty that is that impostor they are claiming is Miss Dior.
Eau Sauvage Parfum is $92 for 3.4 ounces. I asked for and received my sample from Sephora in Century City.