Though I'm not a fan of amber-dominant perfumes, I can still appreciate a really good one when I smell it. Jacques Fath Pour L'Homme may be the best I've ever smelled, perhaps even surpassing MPG's Ambre Precieux. Personally, I prefer the Fath because unlike Ambre Precieux, I could actually wear this comfortably even if it's not my style. What's more, Pour L'Homme costs about one-fifth of the price of Ambre Precieux: $25 vs. $110.
It starts off with a great
spicy, boozy aroma, like spraying Southern Comfort on your skin. The spiciness soon wears off after a few
minutes, revealing the sweet, rich, velvety amber that is the focus of this
perfume. It's the only note I can
recognize for sure, but I can tell there are other ingredients carefully added
to give the amber some complexity and depth.
It has a wonderful light powderiness that actually counteracts the
amber's sweetness, rather than intensifying it.
I also get some tiny hints of wood and herbal notes on occasion, making
the fragrance even more interesting.
The drydown is an excellent
blend of amber and sandalwood, remaining warm, silky and smooth to the
end. Fath Pour L'Homme really is best
worn in cool to colder weather; I wrote a lukewarm review of it several months
ago, but I think it was due to the fact that I'd worn it during hot weather,
and I didn't like it. I don't like
wearing heavy sweet fragrances in warm weather because I find the warm air just
exacerbates the sweetness, and I can't stand it. Fath is one of those. Today there's a nip in the air, and therefore
I can appreciate this fragrance now.
Though it's sweet, Jacques
Fath Pour L'Homme is a very masculine scent. There's something about it, which
I can't put my finger on, that gives it a kind of aristocratic, leathery aura,
similar to what you get in Dunhill For Men or Woods of Windsor Gentlemen,
though less woody. It smells like a less
spicy, more conservative, and much more elegant version of Obsession For Men.
This may not quite be my style,
but it's a beautifully blended, elegant and timeless classic. I'd have to be an idiot to ignore that.
Fragrance House: Jacques Fath