5
Helpful Review
The Perspective of an American College Student
This fragrance already has many helpful and accurate testimonies of its overall experience and ethos in the fragrance community. Briefly, Jaipur Homme EDP opens citric, floral, and soapy with warm and nutty spices that support and bloom in the drydown. I'll stop there to avoid rehashing what has already been scrupulously described.
Why am I even writing a review? Because there are few to none from people to whom I can easily relate. As the title states, I am an American college student, freshly 22 years old. I am a relative newcomer to this community. I've been sitting on a bottle of this for a couple months now. It was a blind-buy (NOT recommended) that marked the beginning of the end of my rite of passage into the fragrance world. I, like many others discovering this hobby, endeavored to get my nose on as many scents as possible, much to the dismay of my already barren wallet. Thus the cheapies began arriving en masse. If you are in a similar position, you are the target audience of this review: I'd pass on this one.
If you expect a more gourmand-leaning experience with warm spices and vanilla, you will be disappointed. If you expect to smell like the Gen Z social media schema of "old money," you will be disappointed. If you expect even just a sweet, floral oriental, you may still be disappointed.
This may be obvious to the more initiated, but Jaipur Homme is truly an "older" scent. To my young nose, this scent is associated with old money. I hesitate to say "old money" because among my generation this title has become a bit of a buzzword and faddish aesthetic, à la social capital. By old money I mean mature (bordering on elderly), refined, gala-like pomp and opulence. The descriptions of this smelling like a bar of hand soap you would find at a luxury hotel are oddly accurate. I imagine this is because luxury hotels amended their soaps to better match the popular fragrance DNAs of the aging population, but I digress.
I don't dislike the smell (I gave it a 7 after all). I just can't figure out when I would ever want to wear this in lieu of more modern options. There is a suggestion below that it should be reserved for tuxedo levels of formality. I'm inclined to agree, but again for the younger guy there is no paucity of modern, classy crowd-pleasers. Despite the attractive price-to-performance ratio, I regret my purchase. I suggest a skip on this one, and in general a strategy of saving up for one expensive fragrance rather than impulse-buying multiple cheapies.
I've worn this a handful of times since receiving it in hopes of warming up to the scent. It has yet to happen. Maybe a decade or so will change my mind. For now it will sit on my shelf, and every few days I will give it a sniff and be reminded that if all the highest reviews of a fragrance are from seemingly older folk, my 22-year-old self should give it a second thought.
Why am I even writing a review? Because there are few to none from people to whom I can easily relate. As the title states, I am an American college student, freshly 22 years old. I am a relative newcomer to this community. I've been sitting on a bottle of this for a couple months now. It was a blind-buy (NOT recommended) that marked the beginning of the end of my rite of passage into the fragrance world. I, like many others discovering this hobby, endeavored to get my nose on as many scents as possible, much to the dismay of my already barren wallet. Thus the cheapies began arriving en masse. If you are in a similar position, you are the target audience of this review: I'd pass on this one.
If you expect a more gourmand-leaning experience with warm spices and vanilla, you will be disappointed. If you expect to smell like the Gen Z social media schema of "old money," you will be disappointed. If you expect even just a sweet, floral oriental, you may still be disappointed.
This may be obvious to the more initiated, but Jaipur Homme is truly an "older" scent. To my young nose, this scent is associated with old money. I hesitate to say "old money" because among my generation this title has become a bit of a buzzword and faddish aesthetic, à la social capital. By old money I mean mature (bordering on elderly), refined, gala-like pomp and opulence. The descriptions of this smelling like a bar of hand soap you would find at a luxury hotel are oddly accurate. I imagine this is because luxury hotels amended their soaps to better match the popular fragrance DNAs of the aging population, but I digress.
I don't dislike the smell (I gave it a 7 after all). I just can't figure out when I would ever want to wear this in lieu of more modern options. There is a suggestion below that it should be reserved for tuxedo levels of formality. I'm inclined to agree, but again for the younger guy there is no paucity of modern, classy crowd-pleasers. Despite the attractive price-to-performance ratio, I regret my purchase. I suggest a skip on this one, and in general a strategy of saving up for one expensive fragrance rather than impulse-buying multiple cheapies.
I've worn this a handful of times since receiving it in hopes of warming up to the scent. It has yet to happen. Maybe a decade or so will change my mind. For now it will sit on my shelf, and every few days I will give it a sniff and be reminded that if all the highest reviews of a fragrance are from seemingly older folk, my 22-year-old self should give it a second thought.
Datshrub