It is almost immediately embraced by a syrupy dollop of wild honey. For a while, these two scents volley back and forth with each other at a leisurely pace.
Then, an acerbic, forest oakmoss rushes forward to crash the party adding a sharp, woodsy greenness. And yet, somehow, these disparate notes work cohesively together, accentuating each other like musical counterpoints. Floral and fruity notes continue to dance their way in.
A distinctive characteristic of Weinstrasse is the way perfumer and creative director Shawn Maher pairs complementary notes and then then zings them off opposite aromas, provide a changeable array of contrasts that merge and part, then merge again.
The bittersweetness of the grape bounces off of rich honey and immortelle helichrysum in the opening; coumarin and iris, with their sweet, dairy undertones, contrasts with tangy blackcurrant in the middle; herbaceous lavender and loamy oakmoss marry while providing a foil for the soapy, clean musk in the dry-down.
An hour later, I smell immortelle one moment, grape and oakmoss the next. Fundamental moves down a dustier, denser, greener path at a slow pace into dusk.
