Review of Musc Ravageur Eau de Parfum by aad de gids

with Musc Ravageur it was settled in no time. I bought this perfume around 2000. the part of the name I loved was 'Ravageur'. lately I am scouring (if that is a word, I mean strolling along, investigating the Glob of 270+ perfumes) and each time I come above with an exhilarating new old perfume. this time it's this. upon first whiff instant recognition yet for what seems like an alien element. afterwards it appeared to have been one of the ingredients stuck in the nozzle. it was as if all the separate notes appeared one by one before my nasal aromareceptive passage. what I thought was mint or eucalyptus (and then each time, 'No, that ain't it') finally I saw the lavender in the perfume's opening. this was incredible. later it was more absorbed in the general whiff of the perfume. and the overall impression of this perfume is that it is a fabulous and all circumferencing and interspersing perfume which easily would fill an Aula or Auditorium or a Space where other exemples of Art would be presented, these Museal and even Mausoleum Sanctums Spaces with this perfume as undeniable Intrusion, yet, a Sweet one but deeply, deeply sweet and what someone said before me, Cloying. interesting considerations came upon me. first of all Perfume is emotional for me. almost without whichever thought. yet, that was largely before 2000, 2010. now Fragrantica informs me on a High level and it only adds to the pleasure and deep satisfaction. I now know I smell Musc Ravageur without actually smelling the Musc. I am amnostic to 'White Musc', 'Synthetic Muscs'. so I smell this perfume around a Vacuoid. yet for me that doesn't matter. I am able to smell Muscs of the Animal Kind. an anecdote may clarify this. when we were kids, in the 1960s, my straight twinbrother and me went to the Zoo with our parents in Rotterdam. 'Blijdorp', Happy Village. the Zoo was large and worldfamous. we weren't the kids that went straight running for the apes. they were like people and then we had not so much pleasant experiences with people. now I must speak for myself: what I wanted to see were Elephants, Giraffes, Lions & Tigers & Panters, Rhinos. then the Wild Big Cats (lions, panters and tigers) had outplaces and indoor heavily Barred, Cages. you had a long corridor (I would now say perhaps 200 meters) which bended to the right, so as that you could not see the end of the corridor. each time a new display of (in rows) medium-little or medium-large, cages with Very Big and Very Dangerous Lions and Tigers in them. I was the only one who wanted to walk alone in that corridor (where also other people roamed) but along these cages with these Big Dangerous Cats. the moment you got in a very heavy, heady, foul, stench befell upon you and took you hostage. it was Pisslike, not so much feacal, but infringingly hostile the first moments, the scent of their bodies and with Testosterone (the Males) and Oestrogens (the Mama's with cubs) that bodysnatched and devoured you whole. the kick was to walk the walk twice. I didn't know what kind of ritual this was To Me. but in hindsight there is a reason I like the heaviest, most opulent, most Flowery and with Ouds and Civet or Castoreum enriched perfumes. I am kind of.. 'at home'. now THAT IS MUSK TO ME. then I read about "white muscs', 'synthetic muscs', anosmia toward these, just now, again. I do smell, I think, a super satiated amber floriental perfume. this is entirely my league. I just find it so interesting to smell this Legendary Perfume maybe not as it is meant, and then, erroneously so. because Amber and Musc, Spices, Flowers and Woods all coordinate their effluxes toward one mass of inimpenetrable at once Furious as also controlled, Haute Parfumerie with even aromatic aspects (another multivalid denominator) and then the fruits all fly me by as in: not smelling them. I feel I smell this perfume somewhat different as other people, but isn't this the case with each perfume and everyone ? I love the perfume and that it is an 'oldie'.