Yvresse Champagne Yves Saint Laurent

Peach juice and apricot nectar assault immediately, but caraway and aniseed hijack the moment—suddenly you're smelling something closer to a spiced dessert wine than a fruity floral. Mint adds a brief, cooling counterpoint before cinnamon arrives to complicate matters further. It's deliberately disorienting, almost provocative.

The stone fruits recede slightly as carnation, iris, and jasmine bloom into focus, creating a spiced-floral sweetness that's far more composed. Lychee adds a peculiar, almost plasticky shimmer, whilst the oakmoss-patchouli base begins its slow ascent, adding earthy ballast. This phase feels like the fragrance finally settling into its true character—less about shock value, more about complexity.

Vanilla, benzoin, and cedar emerge as the florals fade, creating a warm, amber-tinged base that feels almost gourmand. The musk and styrax add a faint powdery sensuality. It's a competent close, though the Eau de Toilette concentration means projection has largely vanished by hour four—you're left with a skin scent that smells like your best cashmere sweater.