Hiya Posse, Dominique Ripon’s 1990s were incredible. All of these still extant fragrances are on his list for that decade: Ralph Lauren Safari Woman, Krazy Krizia, Kenzo Jungle L’Elephant, Gucci Accenti, Givenchy Ysatis and Amarige and Caron Aimez – Moi. Only two fragrances he created from that decade in Fragrantica aren’t around much. Five of the nine are still in production. That seems like an amazing hit rate thirty years later in a world that most fragrances come and go.
My Amarige bottle is a couple of years old, a 30ml that I picked up for almost nothing in a sale.
Amarige by Dominique Ropion for Givenchy 1991
Parfumo gives these featured accords:
Top: Mandarin, Neroli, Peach, Plum, Rosewood, Violet
Heart: Gardenia, Carnation, Jasmine, Cassia, Mimosa, Orchid, Black locust, Rose, Red berries, Blackcurrant, Tuberose, Ylang-ylang
Base: Amber, Woody notes, Musk, Sandalwood, Tonka bean, Vanilla, Cedar
The opening is fruity and full of the creamy yellow richness of ylang. It’s surprisingly radiant, but in a different way than the radiant florals of the 21st century. Amarige is more daring, alluring and outrageous. There is a certain amount of screech but it is WAY less than I remember from wearing it a few times when I bought the bottle. The whole scent seems to have deepened and burnished beautifully.
Through the heart mimosa, ylang and white florals combine harmoniously. There is the slightly high pitched whine of berries, cassia and blackcurrant floating effortlessly over the top. This is pretty much exactly the fragrance I remember hugging into whenever I saw my favourite Aunty in the early 1990s. She must have gone through gallons of it. Even the air in her home and car was thick with Amarige.
I think many of our noses have graduated far past this beauty. As the lure of niche has called us and our tastes become more refined something as brazen, high octane and potent can be seen as outdated, IFRA regulation must have changed a bunch of the components and I’m sure the company puts a lot less money into the juice nowadays as well. Still, it has the heart of the fragrance I remember so well and doesn’t skimp on size.
I was reminded of it recently at work when one of my favourite ladies brought out her purse Amarige bottle and spritzed lavishly. She’s been wearing it for so long that it sinks into her skin and becomes what we all know as her. It never seems loud or overwhelming on her and she spray A LOT!
Most of the online discounters have Amarige.
Did you ever wear this fabulous monster? What memories do you have of it?