It's this quality, coupled with the fact that it's discontinued, sought-after and commanding outrageous prices that makes me love this fragrance and hate it as well. I had a bottle a few years ago, as well as a few minis, that I sold off because they sat in my parfum cabinet like an enshrinement. I would periodically sneak a spray here and there and revel in it, but was unwilling to give it full wearings after a while because I felt I was wasting it. Once I realized the folly of this obsession for Patou Pour Homme, I mustered up the courage and then promptly sold them off.
Patou Pour Homme is a combination of Fougere and Oriental and embodies one of the two best openings I've come across. The other belongs to Honorah's Pancaldi, which is in the same category and both exhibit the smoothest green top accords you're likely to stumble upon.
I have no inclination to perform a fragrance autopsy like I normally do when reviewing. This is fabulous and will NEVER be repeated. Read it and weep. Jean Kerleo rocks for all time because of what he envisioned in 1980. It deserves all the praise you read.