Be warned: the chat up lines here aren’t entirely original. Think back to Lutens’ Muscs Koublaï Khän or even further to Kiehl’s Musk and you’ll remember that this form of olfactory attention-grabbing has been around for a while. But then, isn’t part of the deliciousness of giving in to lust the very fact that you know what you’re letting yourself in for? And if you must have originality, then you’ll find a hint of it in the clean, paper-like, almost talcum-inflected quality propping up the sin den.
By most accounts, the brand’s first offering, L'Animal Sauvage, is equally bestial. I haven’t yet had the pleasure of experiencing it, but if Ambiguité is anything to go by, I need to place it on my must-try list without delay, even if only to ascertain whether a somewhat underground fashion brand really has decided to turn over its entire perfumery output to the interior of a filthy barn. Mind you, if the subject of today’s review is deemed by Marlou to deserve the term ‘ambiguous’, then I’m almost too frightened to sniff their idea of a savage animal. But then, the scents that shock me into submission when I first encounter them often turn out to be my favourites... so I’m off to order a sample straight away.
[Review based on a sample of eau de parfum obtained by the author in 2017.]