Carnation, Cedar, Cinnamon, Jasmin, Patchouli, Rose, Sandalwood.
Amber, Labdanum, Leather, Moss, Musk, Tonka bean, Vanilla.
Versace L'Homme is the only fragrance that my boss ( a woman ) compliments me on every time I wear it. Mind you that I wear scent every day and that she isn't exactly what you'd call an enthusiast. She has certain sensitivities to fragrance, but never does she give me a hard time about what I wear. I give her props because there are days when I wear some crazy !@#$.
Versace L'Homme opens with a blast of citrus that leans slightly green and already has hints of wood. It's almost as if it begins with a conventional heart accord. It's very rich and the citrus is dense. The petitgrain makes this top what it is.
The heart of Versace L'Homme struggles to free itself from the Tsunami that was the opening. I get periodic yells for help from the floral array, but they soon sink back down into the depths of Fabioland and surrender to the green citrus. I have an occasional urge to toss it a life jacket, but the opening is so good that maybe drowning ( in this case ) isn't such a bad thing.
The extended drydown affords you a nice addition of musk and a little assist from vanilla. They're not loud, but act as a nice outro. Sillage is very good and so is the longevity. This is a very good masculine that doesn't get near the praise it deserves. Thumbs up from Aromi for Versace L'Homme vintage formula.