Giorgio Beverly Hills
Giorgio Beverly Hills
296 votes
A unique visual signature based on accords, character, and seasonality
Bright bergamot and peach leap forward with almost aggressive cheerfulness, accompanied by apricot's velvety tang, whilst orange blossom's indolic sweetness immediately suggests where this fragrance intends to travel. The citric top notes feel almost decorative—brief, shimmering garnish atop a towering floral edifice.
Tuberose assumes complete dominion, its creamy, almost fleshy character deepened by gardenia and jasmine's honeyed richness, whilst sandalwood begins its patient work of tempering the sweetness with subtle woodiness. By the second hour, the composition settles into a largely one-dimensional—though undeniably powerful—white floral statement, with vanilla emerging as a prominent supporting player.
Oakmoss, patchouli and cedarwood finally establish themselves, lending the base a faintly earthy, almost antique quality as musk softens the composition's edges. The fragrance becomes progressively quieter and more diffuse, though longevity remains the genuine weakness here—by the fourth hour, you're catching only whispers of this once-forceful presence.
Giorgio Beverly Hills arrives as a syrupy floral confection that belongs to that distinctly Eighties moment when fragrance meant *abundance*—when wearing a scent was a form of architectural statement rather than subtle suggestion. Bob Aliano constructs a tuberose-forward composition that leans heavily into the white florals' creamy, almost indolic richness, buttressed by a quartet of supporting florals (jasmine, gardenia, orchid, ylang ylang) that blur together into a seamless, honeyed mass rather than individual voices.
The apricot and peach in the opening provide crucial textural relief, preventing the floral heart from becoming entirely narcotic, though they're quickly overwhelmed by the intoxicating warmth of orange blossom and bergamot's citric snap. What prevents this from tipping into outright cloying is the sandalwood and cedarwood lurking beneath—woody anchors that lend structure to what could otherwise be an unmoored sweetness. The oakmoss adds a faintly herbaceous, almost medicinal undertone that modern noses might find jarring against the candy-coloured florals and vanilla's buttery hum.
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