Ohhhhhh, my. Oh, this is very dangerous.

This is my first try of a Rogue frag. Spashed on from a sample bottle with the roller top removed. (I tried to fit an atomizer to the bottle, but didn’t have anything on hand that fit.)

I’m going to hazard a guess here. I am going to guess that the use of natural ingredients apparently no longer common is why this is sending me on a head trip back to my grandmother’s apartment. I’m pretty sure I’ve smelt tuberose notes in something before, but this…

This started out nice. That’s all. Floral. I liked it. A “reminds me of my grandma” smell I thought at first was the nice soaps she had out.

A few minutes later, it began to have some depth, more like standing out in a beautiful flower garden. Now, I like the smell of flower gardens. I generally don’t prefer to smell like one, but I enjoy being in them. And this… this smelled like being in a _good_ one. And so it went, further and further in that direction for a while, then began to dry down, without losing that character. I will say that it sort of peaked, then pulled back, and now has plateaued at a mild level, maybe almost not much more than a skin scent, for a few hours. The longevity at this plateau has been decent but I honest would have loved to have reeked of this at full strength for 6 or more hours.

Who am I kidding? If you could get a tattoo of a smell I’d be tempted to get this one and just smell like this forever.

Let me give you some context: one of my absolute favorite smells in the world is the flowering Victorian Box Tree. We’ve got a bunch of them near where I live, and in a good year they bloom about 4 times, and I just love it. Functionally, the scent is very much like jasmine, I have good jasmine incense that’s close enough to do the trick, let’s call it jasmine for practical purposes. Anyway, again, not something I necessarily want to smell like, but something I do reeeeeeally like the smell of.

The thing I like about jasmine-type scents is hard to pin down, but as I’ve said before, it’s shared by chocolate, maybe by roses, although even roses don’t do it like victorian box blooms do. It’s not even the specific scent, but more the “shape” quality of it — broad, round, warm, full, organic, deep and complex yet unified.

I saw another reviewer compared T&M to Creed Royal Mayfair. I only had a small sample of that and it’s been a few weeks but the comparison is apt. I thought that smelled amazing in and of itself, but wasn’t the type of scent I could pull off.

Somehow, this, though, despite being heavily floral, and much more towards what I think of as women’s perfume than at all what I think of when you say the word “cologne”, I think I can work this.

I will say I had to refresh after about 4 hours. It smelled amazing, just slightly less amazing. It reminds me of a three-point-landing comedown from the Jesus acid that was going around when the Dead passed through Seattle back in ’95… you’re still at cruising altitude, it’s still amazing, just suddenly, somehow everything is jumping just a little bit less.

I still smell tuberose lingering on my robes the next day. It’s flatter, though still very nice, but could easily just be the smell of good hand cream at this point.