L'Artisan Parfumeur
A unique visual signature based on accords, character, and seasonality
The saffron hits like a slap of iodine and heat, medicinal ginger fizzing alongside it, whilst the leather emerges simultaneously—not smooth or refined, but raw and slightly sweaty. There's an immediate animalic thrust from the castoreum, that unmistakable musk-soaked hay smell that divides a room instantly.
As it settles, the iris powder and jonquil soften the aggression without neutering it, creating an odd juxtaposition of refinement and filth, like a ballerina who smokes roll-ups. The caramel begins its slow reveal, burnt rather than sweet, mingling with costus to create something both rooty and sugared, whilst the leather mellows into something closer to worn saddles than fresh tack.
Hours later, Dzing! becomes surprisingly intimate—Tonkin musk and cedar wrap around skin with that particular warmth of hair and hide, animalic still but now more whisper than shout. The sweetness lingers as a memory rather than a statement, and what remains is fundamentally strange: woody, musky, indefinably other.
Dzing! smells like the ghost of a Victorian menagerie—not the sanitised zoo of today, but something darker, stranger, more thrilling. Olivia Giacobetti has conjured sawdust and animal warmth, the particular musk of big cats sleeping in straw-lined cages, with a discordant sweetness threading through like spilt candyfloss on worn leather boots. The saffron and ginger crack open immediately, medicinal and hot, but it's the castoreum and costus that give this fragrance its notorious character—animalic, almost feral, with that slightly urinous edge that makes people wrinkle their noses or lean in closer. The iris and jonquil add an unexpected refinement, a dusty floral quality that reads like face powder on fur. Then comes the caramel, not gourmand in the modern sense, but burnt and smoky, like sugar cooked too long in a copper pan. Cedar and Tonkin musk anchor it all with a woody, skin-like warmth that keeps the composition from tipping into pure provocation. This is for people who find most leathers too polite, who want their fragrances to have teeth. You wear Dzing! when you want to feel untamed, when you're tired of smelling like everyone else's idea of 'sophisticated'. It's Giacobetti at her most playful and perverse, a love letter to the peculiar poetry of circuses and travelling shows, before health and safety ruined all the fun.
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