Woman III Jil Sander

The aldehydes crack open with immediacy, allowing coriander and nutmeg to dominate what is, surprisingly, a savoury rather than floral introduction—bay leaf adds an almost herbal snap that keeps the composition grounded and architectural. Orange blossom and bergamot provide citric relief, but they're secondary players here, supporting a decidedly spiced, almost culinary overture.

By the second hour, the florals begin their calculated expansion—tuberose and jasmine emerge with considerable presence, whilst geranium and carnation add a peppery, slightly green counterpoint that prevents the heart from becoming purely lush. Orris and honey weave through this floral heart like silk thread, creating an unexpectedly sophisticated sweetness that avoids the trap of being merely pretty.

What remains is almost austere by comparison—the oakmoss and cedar framework becomes increasingly prominent, the patchouli and vetiver lending an earthy, slightly animalic undertone that persists longer than the florals. Benzoin and amber provide a warm, woody ambience, though this fragrance's notorious poor longevity means the experience ultimately fades to whispers rather than leaving any lasting impression.