Vilhelm Parfumerie
Vilhelm Parfumerie
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A unique visual signature based on accords, character, and seasonality
Bergamot cuts through with Mediterranean brightness, but within moments the leather emerges, dry and slightly tannic, whilst galbanum's green-grey metallic bite threatens to overtake the composition entirely. It's austere and almost uncomfortable—like stepping from a bright hallway into a dimly lit library.
The leather becomes less sharp-edged, developing a worn, vintage quality as the patchouli deepens the base. The fragrance settles into a poised, introspective mood where each note occupies its own space rather than blending into a cohesive whole; citrus fades appreciably, leaving the spicy-smoky accords to develop. There's an almost contemplative stillness here.
Black amber emerges with a faint resinous warmth, and the patchouli takes on an earthy, slightly woody character that suggests old leather furniture and tobacco ash. The composition becomes increasingly intimate and diffuse, clinging close to the skin with minimal projection, a whisper rather than a declaration.
Morning Chess is a fragrance that feels like a deliberate contradiction—intellectually austere yet sensually compelling. The Tuscan leather anchors everything here, arriving with genuine heft rather than the synthetic plasticity that plagues so many leather fragrances. It's partnered with galbanum, that peculiar green aldehydic note that introduces a sharp, slightly metallic astringency; the two create a tense dialogue between worn suede and crushed grass. Bergamot arrives to briefly sweeten the affair, but Jérôme Epinette treats it as a minor concession to approachability, never allowing it dominion. This is no cheerful citrus fragrance masquerading in leather's clothing.
The base reveals the designer's true intentions: patchouli and black amber create a smoky, vaguely unsettling underbelly. There's something faintly animalic about the interaction—not animalic in the sensual musk sense, but rather the smell of old leather jacket sleeves, tobacco-stained fingers, and the distinctive mustiness of a chess club's back room. The spicy accords (likely from the leather and patchouli marriage) add a subtle burn, as though someone's just lit a cigarette nearby.
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