Baldessarini Ambre Men Edt Spray

If you want to be introduced to the world of noble and woody scents with a certain sweetness for the first time, you are in the right place. For me, these were the first touchpoints with more mature fragrances. You are led into the world of smoky and woody notes through the sweetness of the apple and the whiskey note. It doesn't project very strongly and the longevity is okay. I find it perfect for jobs in enclosed spaces. It's rather too weak for the club. It's fine for a date as it's not too intrusive or overwhelming. The bottle is super heavy and beautifully crafted. The cap fits on nicely and securely! Top!

Bought this as a blind buy after a recommendation from another review. This is a great versatile fragrance. It can be worn year round, to the office, date night, and as a signature scent. Performance is ok but not great. It'll last most of the day with a moderate application. It's not something I could easily compare to another common fragrance. If you like Bently Black Edition, Azzaro Most Wanted by Night, DG The One, or Armani Code Profumo, you'll probably like this one. Price is great too.

I bought this for my boyfriend and he smells honestly amazing… Definitely buying more

My Amber No. 103 . . I REALLY LIKE THE SCENT TODAY. . And out into the Halali. The horns bent crooked. The flask deep in the coat. Whisky. Apple. Prick. Animalic. Caramel. Leather strap. Dog barking. And yet not a hint of green. . Hunting pleasure, aura. Lots of creatures. Oud like damp dogs. At the forest edge the violet, sad and bitter and oak moss weeping in the breeze. . With a step on the prick, in labdanum, so heavy, amber falls from heavy branches. And the hunt comes to an end, there's nothing more to give. A smooth six zero (6.0) shot. . For hours the hunter's talk ignites and the boar disappears into the woods. . I STILL DON'T LIKE IT VERY MUCH.

My Amber No. 103 . . I REALLY LIKE THE SCENT TODAY. . And out into the Halali. The horns bent crooked. The flask deep in the coat. Whisky. Apple. Prick. Animalic. Caramel. Leather strap. Dog barking. And yet not a hint of green. . Hunting pleasure, aura. Lots of creatures. Oud like damp dogs. At the forest edge the violet, sad and bitter and oak moss weeping in the breeze. . With a step on the prick, in labdanum, so heavy, amber falls from heavy branches. And the hunt comes to an end, there's nothing more to give. A smooth six zero (6.0) shot. . For hours the hunter's talk ignites and the boar disappears into the woods. . I STILL DON'T LIKE IT VERY MUCH.