Chasing the Dragon Euphoric
Fragrance notes
Character
Clive Christian’s Chasing the Dragon Euphoric opens with a bewildering slap of opium and yellow narcissus, the latter so bitter and honeyed it feels like biting into a daffodil stem. That initial blast is indecisive, a clash between the green snap of artemisia and the jammy weight of black currant, threatening to curdle. Then, within minutes, the ylang-ylang and jasmine rise like a slow exhalation, softening the edges, and the whole thing settles into a dusty, cashmere-wrapped floral that feels more like an attic of dried bouquets than a fresh garden. The drydown is where it finds its footing: a powdery iris and oak base, sweetened with cacao and vanilla, with sandalwood and patchouli lending a slightly narcotic warmth. The overall character is a heavy, purple-tinged drape, like a velvet smoking jacket left too long in a room scented with mothballs and dark chocolate. It feels distinctly niche, leaning synthetic in its top notes but growing more natural as it wears. Longevity disappoints at just under average, and sillage is polite rather than commanding, which is a shame for a fragrance with this name. It suits a woman who wants to feel intellectually decadent, best worn on a crisp autumn evening when the air can carry its powder without turning cloying. Skip it if you crave freshness or projection, because this one whispers its secrets and then falls asleep an hour later.
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