Adolfo Dominguez

13 reseñas

Mostrando las más recientes primero.

• alvaro gonzalez flores

  January 28, 2014

  

  Well, this fragrance no longer exists in Chile, what a pity… I tried it in the 80s or 90s, I don’t remember the exact year, but I do remember it was a very rich fragrance, slightly sweet at first before becoming more woody and intense. Very pleasant trail… Very good!

• Renzo78

  January 12, 2015

  

  Simple…

• Espartaco

  January 9, 2018

  

  One of the men’s perfumes that defined perfumery in its time, 1990. These are perfumes in no man’s land: neither animalic leathers or dried ferns like the eighties, nor fresh aquatic scents from the nineties. They’re artisanal spiced aromatics, Mediterranean—the second family I hate the most, the one that makes my stomach curl as if I smelled Sauron’s breath. Juniper, hyacinth, nutmeg, cinnamon, geranium, musk, vetiver; a combination of spiced notes with raw chords that characterized this family whose distant grandfather is Brummel. My dad used up his last bottle a few years ago, and I heard my mom tell him they no longer carry it. The slaps I made in the next room must have been heard all the way to Peru. When I found out he switched to Agua Fresca, the illegitimate daughter of freshness that smells nothing like fresh because it smells like dirty towels, salami rind, and a mousetrap, my joy vanished. @Bofifa loves these perfumes, and I love that he does, especially what intrigues me is that a man’s treasure is another man’s trash and vice versa. A few weeks ago, I tried Montana pour Homme for the first time, one of his latest reviews, and I almost poured ammonia on my hands to get rid of that scent that fascinated him; I rode my motorcycle for half an hour afterward, and when I smelled my wrist, I thought I was going to die of anxiety. How is this with tastes? Will anyone feel stomach pain and unease when I wear my favorite perfumes? Does it depend on experiences, skin quality, or genetics? I think it’s a very interesting topic, the radical way we know if a note or olfactory family loves us or attacks us.

• drakecito

  January 11, 2018

  

  I think the ‘budget’ Bofifa operates within is very determinant in his tastes. I’m not saying this as criticism; it’s respectable, but maybe he’s too conditioned. A colleague passed me a decant of Kouros and I almost had to go to the ER. But it’s always the same: to each their own. I share tastes with Bofifa like Declaration or Cerruti 1881. The problem with buying this discontinued fragrance is that you might end up with a damaged product or one simply ‘refilled with another liquid,’ as is common on sites like eBay. I think it’s a very big risk.

• Espartaco

  January 12, 2018

  

  One of the male perfumes that defined perfumery in its time, 1990. Perfumes in no-man’s-land: neither the animalic leathers nor the dried ferns of the eighties, nor the fresh aquatics of the nineties. Handcrafted aromatic spices, Mediterranean, I think my second most hated family, the one that makes my stomach curl as if I smelled Sauron’s breath. Juniper, sage, nutmeg, cinnamon, geranium, musk, vetiver; a combination of spicy notes with raw accords characterized by Brummel. My father used his last bottle a few years ago, and I heard my mother say: ‘they told me at the perfumery they don’t bring it anymore.’ The claps I made in the next room must have been heard all the way to Peru. When I found out he switched to Agua Fresca, the illegitimate daughter of fresh that has nothing to do with freshness because it smells like dirty towels and a mousetrap, my joy faded. Bofifa loves these perfumes, and I love that he loves them; especially I’m intrigued by that thing where one person’s treasure is another’s trash. A few weeks ago I tried Montana pour Homme, one of his latest reviews, and I almost had to pour ammonia on my hands to get rid of that smell that fascinated him. I went on a motorcycle half an hour later and when I smelled my wrist I thought: ‘I’m dying of anguish.’ How is this with tastes? Will there be someone who feels stomach pain when I perfume myself with my favorites? What does aroma perception depend on? Experiences, skin quality, genetics? I think it’s a very interesting topic, the radicality with which we know if a note we love or attacks us.

• Bofifa

  January 13, 2018

  

  @Espartaco, dear friend, I can’t tell you how much I laughed at your last comment. Regarding Adolfo Domínguez for Men, it’s on my ‘to-buy’ list, and I have little doubt I’ll like it (that no-man’s-land of the late 80s to early 90s is one of my obsessions). As for the rest, in my life, as a self-styled pedantic sycophant, I’ve gone through phases convinced there were ‘good’ things and ‘bad’ things. This forum has helped me realize things aren’t like that. You can’t think otherwise when reading people who understand the subject and appreciate perfumes that horrify me. That’s the greatness of this forum. A perfume I read about this afternoon with great fame: Ambre Fetiche. I can’t handle it; I feel like I rubbed against a roll of kebab meat. It makes me sick and it’s loved. However, I don’t hesitate to put on Kouros with joy. I imagine the perfume world connects with deep perceptions, conditioned by experiences or childhood memories. A little anecdote: this morning at the gym there was a girl with a vulgar, tacky vanilla perfume that smelled cheap. I say this as someone who passionately defends good cheap perfumes. Anyway, friend, don’t stop writing reviews like this. They’re stimulating and very fun.

• karlwind

  January 19, 2018

  

  @Espartaco. But if Bofifa doesn’t like Tobacco Vanille by Tom Ford, can you believe it? And yet he gets soaked in Kouros like a debutante in a bad clone of Angel. Tastes, perfumes. I put on Kouros and my aorta moves from the spot, but I can wear A*men or Armaf Niche Oud to the beach without feeling embarrassed. You see that. Greetings and thanks for your talent.

• Bofifa

  February 1, 2019

  

  When I read a review that catches my eye, that perfume immediately goes on my radar. The first Adolfo Domínguez for Men had been there since Espartaco wrote his review; something told me I’d find it sooner or later. I spotted it a few weeks ago on forgotten shelves at a perfumery, recognized the bottle, and knew it was her. The saleslady told me: ‘It’s discontinued, very sought after.’ I thought: ‘Of course, that’s why you’ve had it since 1990’ (the box doesn’t even have the recycling symbol). I definitely don’t think anyone cares except me and a few crazies. The reasons are simple: it’s barely known, stuck in that no-man’s-land between eighties powerhouses and nineties aquatics, condemned to oblivion. And it’s curious that inside that pretty bottle with fragile plastic details lies the best I’ve ever smelled from this house. There’s a fresh spicy blend of basil, pineapple, and juniper that smells too much like the eighties. The aromatic side weighs heavier than the fresh; it’s aimed at mature men who used Brummel, smoke, drink liquor, and like fragrances that mask suspicious odors. It’s not youthful, but I love it. It has a complex tone of herbal and spicy mix that smells like ledgers and jewelry like Liz Claiborne Sport. It’s full of Mediterranean nuances and has a sweaty, animalic part that would clash with anyone who only knows modern perfumes. I wear it and it makes me happy because I know it comes from years that won’t return, important years in my sentimental education. Plus, it has good performance. One of the best made in Spain back then. A understandable but sad oblivion.

• jerry drake

  March 27, 2019

  

  Everyone has their own taste; what’s trash to one person is a treasure to another. I share Bofifa’s love for old-school and vintage scents—a fascinating but difficult world if you didn’t grow up smelling Trussardi or Krizia. I also love Kouros; the original formula is a bomb that many dislike. I’ve bought blind based on reviews and been both disappointed and thrilled; it’s not about money, but finding something you feel comfortable with. This Adolfo Domínguez for Men is pleasant, with a herbal and aromatic focus, a sweet base, and a subtly spicy warmth. It’s a nostalgic, well-constructed proposal. It won’t make the historical top 10, but it feels very worthy. For grounded men who know how to enjoy the simple good things life offers. Thanks, friend.

• geovanny

  October 5, 2021

  

  Where can I buy Adolfo Domínguez by Adolfo Domínguez?

• geovanny

  October 17, 2021

  

  Where can I get the Adolfo Domínguez by Adolfo Domínguez?

• Pplu

  April 7, 2024

  

  Finally found it yesterday after searching every city outside mine since it wasn’t sold here. I grabbed it on sale at an old perfume shop that’s closing; it’s heartbreaking to see all those fragrance-filled places shutting down. The cap is made of terrible plastic, and once I removed it, I’m not sure the sprays will last long. The opening is an overwhelming mix of basil, cloves, musk, hyacinth, and lavender—the least I like. Fortunately, it fades quickly, leaving a scent almost identical to Paco Rabanne’s XS, which clearly drew inspiration from this Adolfo Domínguez fragrance. Over time, a mentholated amber emerges, very similar to what Paco Rabanne copied 11 years later for Ultraviolet. It’s a fragrance from another era that fits perfectly today; it’s a shame they’re destroying pieces like this and letting them fade away. It’s not essential for your collection, but if you find it at a good price and like it as a reference for XS, I’d buy it without hesitation.

• Pplu

  April 21, 2024

  

  Finally picked this up yesterday on clearance at an old perfumery that’s closing down. It’s sad to see those fake fragrances decorating the shop before it all disappears. The cap is cheap plastic and the little tabs look like they’ll break the moment you open it. The opening is an overwhelming mix of basil, cloves, and lavender that doesn’t quite work for me, but luckily it fades quickly to reveal a scent almost identical to Paco Rabanne’s XS. Over time, a mentholated amber emerges, very similar to what Paco later copied for Ultraviolet. It’s a fragrance from another era that fits perfectly today; it’s a shame such pieces get destroyed and forgotten. Not essential, but if you find it at a good price and like it as much as Paco’s XS, buy it without hesitation.