Quasar 2019 by O Boticário bottle
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Quasar 2019

3.9/5 · 242 votes Masculine 2019
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Fragrance notes

Top notes
Heart notes
Base notes
Cedar Essence

Character

Longevity2.8/5
Sillage2.2/5
Day100
Night32
Summer99
Spring78
Fall41
Winter12
Our take

Quasar 2019 opens with a brisk citrus handshake - bergamot, lemon, mandarin and a peppery cardamom kick that feels like morning light on a freshly mopped deck. The cardamom adds just enough warmth to keep the top notes from turning into a generic soda pop fizz. As it settles, lavender and geranium step forward with a clean, herbal elegance, while a synthetic ambrocenide hums underneath, lending a metallic, almost electric edge. Galbanum and sage cut through the floral sweetness, so the heart stays crisp rather than cloying. The drydown is a polite blend of cedar, cashmeran, and soft moss over a faintly powdery musk and sandalwood base, though the patchouli and amber never quite darken the mood.

This is an aromatic fougere rendered in modern, cost-effective materials. It feels fresh, slightly synthetic in the drydown, and entirely mainstream - think a department store fougere with more citrus bite than lavender polish. Its overall character is like a firework that burns bright for twenty minutes then fades to a grey wisp. The longevity is a modest two to three hours, and the sillage sits close to skin after the first half hour. That means it suits the office worker or the gym bag who wants a quick freshness boost without dominating a room. Skip it if you crave a scent that lasts through dinner or projects across a crowded bar. Wear it on a warm spring morning or a humid summer afternoon, when all you need is a clean, uncomplicated brush of freshness that says nothing more than “I showered today.”

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