Serge Lutens Santal Blanc apparently believes in moderation in all things. But I don't.
It's not weird enough to make me happy. It's not friendly enough to make me forgive the lack of weird. It's not foody enough to feel like a gourmand. It's too foody to feel like anything else. It's neither thoroughly dry or thoroughly sweet. Neither oily or astringent.
It's tasteful. It's polite. It's sophisticated. It's complex. It's well-behaved.
It is what it is, and I can easily see that a person might love what it is. But not me. I've owned my decant for over a year, and worn it perhaps twice in that time. It's time to give it away.
Review Roundup: All I Am - A Redhead and Now Smell This and Perfume Posse and Perfume-Smellin' Things and I Smell Therefore I Am and PereDePierre and One Thousand Scents.
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