Perverso by Baruti

Ohhh, I’m totally in love with my beautiful beast. Although I can’t recommend it without trying it first, as it’s a love-hate fragrance. In my case, it’s blown my mind. It’s a gourmand forged in a crucible of fire. For winter nights, one or two sprays. Because this IS an Extract. If you want to be a seductive succubus, this could be your perfume.

Until today, I didn’t know why no one compared Perverso to Delizia Oscura; they’re 90% the same. The difference in Perverso is the tobacco, and it’s less intrusive and immortal than Delizia (which becomes unbearable, leaves a trail all over the house, lasts days on skin and months on clothes, and is truly indelible). If you don’t own either, I recommend Perverso for its solid performance (not eternal like Delizia). Hoping for a different structure and a more pronounced tobacco, I feel owning both is redundant. Deep disappointment.

Perverso: that’s what people say when you wear this ‘perfume’ in society. All of us who share this hobby find all kinds of scents. Some we love, others we don’t, and others leave us indifferent. The bad part is when a perfume says nothing to you and seems forgettable. But even worse is when it’s unforgettable for bad reasons, and that’s what happens with Perverso. It seems like a complete nonsense, an excessive and vulgar mistake, with no harmony at all. The list of sweet and gourmand chords doesn’t know where they really are. It’s a bomb of Ambrocenide or similar, acetates, and ketones with unbearable intensity and explosiveness, formulated with zero balance. As for the fig note… oh my god… Stemone everywhere, a difficult molecule to use that here is perceived without rounding off at all and results in being intrusive. There’s no way to grab onto it… Uncomfortable, suffocating, and extremely over-the-top. That’s Perverso. Cheers.

What a bomb, Perverso. It’s impossible for this not to overwhelm anyone, neither good nor bad, but for its potency and intoxicating nature. In terms of projection and concentration. It’s like walking into a public restroom with several notes and an extremely high concentration. Here is a declaration of intent, with no middle ground. Industrial quantities of hazelnut, tobacco, liquor, caramel, and musk. The development doesn’t change much; maybe it comes out sweeter and then smokier. My story seems full of cons, but no. It’s addictive. You want to smell it again without applying it; I get hooked just bringing my nose to the atomizer. Nuclear projection and eternal performance. What a fuss. Here lies the problem: at what point do I put this on? In very few. For personal enjoyment and never above 68 degrees. Nothing more. A 5ml decant can last years. Maybe that’s the creator’s purpose. Well done.

Better hold your breath if you’re trying it for the first time. Brutal, like a Tyson right hook or a fight with Steven Seagal. This is the effect right after spraying. Either you love it and it’s a pleasant surprise, or you discard it because the explosion of notes with hazelnut as the protagonist, burnt licorice, and the sensation of having put too much super-strong rheumatism ointment with its fumes create hallucinations and disgust you. What a challenging perfume. I don’t know if it’s my style, but it’s incredibly overwhelming. Three sprays and I stumble like I just came out of a tavern after drinking low-quality rum to forget a lost love and the way home. The spicy and smoky notes eat up the other gourmand notes, granting amazing and almost claustrophobic darkness. At first, it smells damp, like you’re going on an excursion to a cheerful basement. The potency makes sense, dangerous in small or enclosed spaces. As it progresses, it becomes a bit more accessible, but always difficult and unfriendly. A bit less rough and threatening, and a bit warmer and soothing. It lasts many hours with that perversely threatening background. I haven’t encountered a perfume this wild in a long time. Forget the 30ml bottle because your heirs will receive it along with your wills; a 5ml decant is enough to check your tolerance. If you want to draw attention and can handle it, go ahead, you’re very brave.

It smells like Mielpops.

This scent is very personal. I know all scents are personal, what pleases some repels others, but Perverso has no note that sheds light on the fragrance; everything is perverse, from the opening: chocolate with hazelnuts and some liquor (rum, but for me it’s closer to brandy or cognac). Fortunately, nothing reminds me of it. Clearly for cold weather; in summer, they could arrest you. For night or day depends on each person. I don’t see it for the office, nor for wearing all day in a car or on public transport. After a few minutes, the chocolate and hazelnuts drop in intensity, or the liquor raises it. I didn’t notice the fig or caramel. It’s true that at the start it tries to seem sweet, but it’s only 2 minutes. Then, alongside the liquor, styrax, ambergris, and musk join in. On my skin, it doesn’t evolve further. Prepare yourself to smell nothing else all day; you’ll smell for hours and hours, you’ll make yourself felt. Personally, I love it, but it’s not friendly at all. I’m not referring to typical hard ouds, but that this fragrance doesn’t invite closeness. A fragrance for solitude. I love it, but it’s very versatile. Look, I don’t believe in that myself; I use DHP in summer without problem, but Perverso has its crumb. Absolutely NO BLIND BUYING. Try it if you have the chance or ask for a decant. In Spain, you can buy it in stores without problems. Longevity 10, Projection 10, Scent 9, Versatility 2, Price 2 (4€ per ml). Recommended to at least try it, knowing this is the scent it is. Don’t look for joy, don’t look for summer days, don’t look for closeness. The perfume Liam Neeson would wear in the Taken saga.

I wouldn’t recommend this one bit. It’s an absolute beast that doesn’t last well. After just one spray, I had to open the windows and clean the area three times; it still smells after 12 hours. To me, it smells like unbearable burnt plastic. I was fooled by the reviews and bought it blindly. Already sold it.

The notes seem gourmand, but I already knew from previous reviews that it wouldn’t be sweet; curiosity led me to try it. The opening is masterful: coffee, cocoa, wood, and incense, with a boozy touch. It’s strong, dry, and unisex, with beastly projection and infinite longevity. It’s not for everyone; my son smells it like food, and my sister finds it very strong, but I love it. I wouldn’t use it as a signature or daily; I imagine a flawless and attractive villain entering an incense-bathed opulent church with this crushing and interesting scent. I won’t buy it on sale because I can’t find ideal occasions, but it’s a great perfume. If I ever need to dress that part, I’ll know where to look.

Love at first sight. A delight. Not easy to wear: dark, smoky, and resinous, but addictive. The opening is a sweetness bomb that had nothing to do with the listed notes. It reminded me of Montale’s Chocolate Greedy with coffee and a resinous incense note. Then everything changes drastically: it becomes dark, dry, bitter, and spicy—that’s where the notes are. Hazelnuts roasted until burnt with that acidic kick from over-roasting. Bitter cocoa mixed with rum, rich and dense. Burning tobacco, burnt caramel like in flan. In the base, green fig and a smoky resin reminiscent of soy sauce. It has a throat-numbing kick. If you’re looking for gourmand, you’re wrong. It’s a gourmand up close. Exceptional longevity, good projection for the first two hours. Nocturnal, ideal for parties. Works well in fresh and warm weather, though it leans masculine. For women, only mature and elegant ones. Not daily, but worth it for its originality if you love smoky scents. Scent: 9, Longevity: 9, Sillage: 8, Versatility: 5, Originality: 10, Value: 5 (you get what you pay for), Overall: 9.