Woody Intense
Arabian Oud

It starts off with just a hint of Oudy cheesy funk that disappears quickly into a beautiful very fresh pink rose accord. The oud smells like some exotic cream from a bakery and it melds really smoothly with the fresh pink rose smell.

This scent projects a lovely cloud of uplifting oudy creamy pink rose which surrounds you in a halo of loveliness. Within this cloud is saffron and soft spices with musk and it is very beguiling. I just love it's freshness and the way it projects off you.

The crying shame though is after three hours of the scent smelling and performing gloriously on your skin it drops off dramatically. The scent turns into a thin white musk scent that just stays close to you. Though it was great while it lasted.

Opens with a very sharp rose note that actually stays with you...the rose is weird at first but it takes shape later...the oud is there and still glorious with the saffron...the base note appeared: still oud but patchouli appears now along with the rose from the opening...

the rose is not for every one but it gives depth to the scent...the patchouli gives a nice masculine kick to the oud and gives it even more depth.

A great, dark, cheap winter night oud fragrance. good stuff.

A first sniff led to a ‘I must have one of those' moments in the shop – this perfume seemed like the synthesis of the warm, inviting, refined perfumes I have encountered in passing on people from the Middle East, archetypal almost.
Woody Intense is in essence a sweet wood accord borne aloft by billowing clouds of synthetics (clean musks included), which makes the deeper wood notes fresh and light but also highly diffusive. On closer inspection, the oud reconstruction is pretty thin, the musk smells like hairspray, the saffron is a cousin many times removed. It's like one of those Stock, Aitken and Waterman pop hits from the 1980s with the treble maxed out to hook the broadest spectrum of listeners, but fortunately nowhere near as annoying. For, truth be told, cheap and tacky it may be in the heart phase, but it still gives me a lift.
The surprise is a few hours in, when suddenly I am reminded of that all-seasons lavender and oud charmer – Xerjoff's Fars.