I’ve found that a lot of traditional ambers make me nauseous, for example, TFPB Amber Absolute, and Profumi del Forte Ambra Mediterranea, are too potent for me. So, it’s great to have come around to something that wears like a veil of silk and not fifty-layers of flame retardant Kevlar.
Vento nel Vento starts off with all the nauseating components I typically don’t like, less the nuclear size potency. The start of Vento is dominated by patchouli, heaps of resins; frankincense, benzoin, and labdanum. The patchouli comes off chocolate-y, with a slight gourmand tinge of raw cocoa powder.
The whole composition has a three-dimensional feel to it, it’s like, all these resins are becoming crystallized as they sit on skin, what a cinematic opening! I can’t help but to think of little, chocolate nougats as it sits and morphs beneath my nose.
Vento stays on course, which unlike most amber-based compositions on my skin, the course doesn’t abruptly end with a jump off a cliff. I had this element of fear with Vento for while, “Alright, you’re doing good, buddy, please don’t turn powdery!” I must not fret, no powdery-ness in sight, and even better. no florals, yet! A calm vanilla peeks its head out among the resins at the midway point, it doesn’t go into gourmand territory, but just provides a warmth and a slight sweetness. Another foodie thought strikes again at this point, salted caramel! I swear, it’s not a gourmand, but the ambergris, vanilla, and patchouli stand out, but are still held at bay by the resins.
The oud is overshadowed by the smoke, I can’t really find where it plays a role, even after 8+ hours on my skin, there;s no oud to be found. The load is much lighter on the way out as the incense burn and the vanilla sticks around, while the peony contributes to its most feminine stage – the dry down. Vento has skyrocketed up my very small list of amber-based fragrances and resin bombs. The not-so-sweet, or not-so-potent concoction of patchouli, incense, amber, with gourmand-ish undertones, just does it for me.