Bogart Jacques Bogart

Bogart Jacques Bogart arrives as a distinctly masculine-leaning unisex fragrance that feels genuinely of its time—a 1970s composition built on structure and restraint rather than projection. Maurice Maurin has crafted something unexpectedly sophisticated: the opening's bright citrus and spice (mandarin and nutmeg playing off each other with crisp, almost savoury clarity) gives way to a remarkably green, leather-forward heart where Russian leather doesn't smell animalic but rather like fine suede handled in cool, air-conditioned rooms. The juniper-cedarwood alliance creates an almost herbal dryness, reminiscent of a men's shaving salon where classical precision matters more than sensuality.

This is a fragrance for the intellectual dresser—someone who favours tailored wool, appreciates botanical precision, and views scent as an extension of grooming ritual rather than seduction. The spicy-green dominance (100% and 88% respectively) means there's never a moment of softness; even the geranium and Provençal lavender in the heart maintain their green, slightly peppery character rather than blooming into floral sweetness. The tree moss and clue base provides earthy grounding, though longevity and sillage ratings suggest this was never intended as a scent to announce itself or linger for hours.