While I love "tea" fragrances, they never actually smell like tea to me. They smell like the idea of tea, of something refreshing and liquid and slightly bitter, but they don't actually smell like tea. I never get the feeling that leaves were involved.
Patchouli 24 makes me feel like leaves were involved. It smells like tea - to me. I get a vision of an old-fashioned square metal tea tin. I'm just opening it and getting a faceful of dusty, smoky, tea-soaked air that's been caught in there for months.
Oddly, the consensus of reviews seem to be, no, that's not leaves, that's not even patchouli, that's birch tar. Hmph. To me, it's tea.
Which separates this fragrance, for me, from the whole patchouli vibe. This isn't what a sixties flower child smells like, it's something that would be in Miss Marple's pantry. It's crumpets, not flowers. Linen napkins, not protest signs. Tea chests in ships' holds, not backpacks at Grateful Dead concerts. If I want the other vibe, I'm going to have to find a different patchouli.
I might do that sometime, but meanwhile I'm very happy with my quiet, smoky, just barely exotic "tea" fragrance.
Review Roundup: PereDePierre and
Perfume-Smellin' Things and
Now Smell This and
I Smell Therefore I Am and
Grain de Musc and
Eiderdown Press and
Confessions Of A Perfume Nerd and
Nathan Branch and
Perfume Patter and
Basenotes and
MakeupAlley and
Perfume-Smellin' Things again and
Fragrantica and
Perfume Shrine (very brief mention) and
Notes from Josephine.
Edited to add to the Review Roundup.
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