In a library, a handsome working class man with reading glasses and a square jaw, glances over, gives you the "glad eye." You smell his perspiration and English Leather. There is a cabinet of curiosities, an antique bottle of linseed oil where you can still detect its long aged and evaporated remains, a dusty old pony figurine, matchbooks, and thimbles. So, the feeling grows more resinous sweet, with just a bit of candy floss "spin spin sugar" (queue the Sneaker Pimps dance remix).įurther as it alights the skin, Dzing! feels like old wooden halls, ancient tomes, rubber erasers and pencil shavings, and musk lollies. Remember: follow your nose! The notes breakdown is a guide, not orthodoxy. Growing smokier and mildly toffee-sweet over time the toffee accord actually reminds me of the smell of opoponax absolute, even though the note is not listed here. Heavy cresols twenty minutes in remind me of paperwhite narcissus, a polarizing floral aroma, horsey-horsey, a horse is a horse of course horsey but also sweet and velvety. Sadly, nowadays my mind goes right to the abuse and trauma these animals often would endure, but I will set that aside because, as usual, I like to separate myself somewhat from concept and focus on what it feels and evoke for me.įurry creatures mingling and jostling, rawhide, a red barn, and animal husbandry, a leather that has not been heavily treated by the tannery. Dzing! was a concept, a big concept, alluding to the atmosphere of a circus, down to the ambient aromas given off by the animal performers.
One could be dazzled by the array of unusual brands and unprecedented concepts in perfume, as if a portal to a new dimension had been opened. One could say that Dzing! hails from the golden age of "niche," when it finally started to rise from the underground and could be found on (high-end) department store counters and boutiques.
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