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Black
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Black by Bvlgari is an oriental woody fragrance for men and women. Launched in 1998, this composition was created by Annick Menardo. The top notes unfold with green tea, bergamot, and rose; the heart reveals sandalwood, cedar, and jasmine; while the base notes settle into leather, vanilla, amber, musk, and oakmoss.
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I didn’t perceive any citrus; the predominant are leather and vanilla, along with the tea note, staying faithful to its composition from start to finish, although the leather rests a bit in the final phase. The vanilla isn’t sweet like in Givenchy’s Pi, it’s more sober and slightly talc-like. The first time I tried it, it shocked me, but after a few applications I couldn’t stop smelling my wrist. Recommendations: use lightly and preferably in cold seasons.
To me, like cookiechuy, it happens the same with Bvlgari perfumes until I perceived in my father that Black is a sweet scent, not so much. I think, just like Dior’s Fahrenheit, it’s one of the most unique scents. I like the image the bottle projects, very original, and it resembles the fragrance with a rubber or eraser smell quite a bit. Anyway, it’s a very good perfume, I like it a lot and it has good fixation, without reaching excellent.
To me, it smells like burnt eraser rubber, to put it lightly, because I had to bring all my senses to smell something. I don’t like it; the little I smelled is a soft car air freshener. Bad on its own. My rating is a 1.
Every night I burn, every night I call your name… Black Bvlgari has pleasantly surprised me and reminded me that you should never judge a fragrance by its opening. The first few minutes upset my stomach and tickled my nose; I felt an unpleasant plastic smell, but it only lasted a couple of minutes. Then, this chameleon fragrance took shape: roses and vanilla emerged very well combined, giving it a unisex profile. I felt this stage for 3.5 hours; from then on, leather made a discreet presence, tilting it slightly towards the masculine side. It’s not easy to use, not even for beginners, since its opening scares. Totally for cold weather and formal occasions. What goes well with it? A good whisky suits it wonderfully, while in the background Robert Smith’s ‘Burn Every Night’ plays.
I’ve been with this fragrance for a while. It’s true it smells like eraser rubber, not burnt, but those that smell good. I love the smell of this Bvlgari; out of all I’ve tried from this house, it’s the only one I like. Unisex? Maybe, I don’t know. The scent from start to finish is mind-blowing. The bad part: sillage and longevity are poor on my skin; I had to apply it 6 or 7 times the first time and then reapply because it disappears in a couple of hours. Scent 10/10, versatility 10/10, sillage 2/10, longevity 3/10.
It’s a fragrance worth trying as an experience, though I find it peculiar and strange. It smells mainly of vanilla and leather with a talc-like texture, also citrus notes and a hint of fuel, similar to the Fahrenheit note by Dior. It feels elegant and exclusive, for nighttime use and cold seasons. Longevity and sillage are moderate. The scent feels mature; the vanilla and leather, though refined, give a sense of roughness and arrogance, with a transgressive and sexual tone. It’s an unconventional and not very versatile fragrance.
It’s a wonder I’ve been using since my brother gifted it to me to try in the year 2000. I fell in love with that rubber, vanilla, and smoky/gasoline bomb; I’m addicted to those scents. The first impression was incredible and it lasted days, resisting even laundry washes. The projection was strong and pleasant, with a heavy trail of vanilla, leather, and gasoline. Unfortunately, today’s reformulation removed the synthetic part that drove me crazy, leaving only vanilla, green tea, and a bit of leather. Before, it was the only one people asked ‘What are you wearing?’ about, driving women crazy. It’s been Angelina Jolie’s favorite since its creation. It’s a must-try at least once. If anyone knows where to get the old version, please let me know (it would be a dream). Greetings from Chile.
I loved it. Its tea, vanilla, and leather chords create a very contemporary third scent. I recommend it if you’re bold (men) and like fragrances with strong parts that soften over time.
Black is, without a doubt, one of the best leather notes on the market: simple, clean, powerful, and convincing. You can appreciate a dry aromatic tea that sets the rhythm, a central leather note with rubber nuances, and a vanilla dry-down that sweetens everything without falling into gourmand territory. Sometimes I feel like I’m inside a brand-new luxury sports car with leather seats. It’s perfect for the demanding public looking for a good leather note without being loud. It’s a staple I use a lot, better than many niche fragrances and at a ridiculous price. A masterpiece of classic perfumery. Rating: 9.1.
Sometimes life rewards us with incredible people, passionate about perfumery as art, not just adornment. These experts drag us into a sensory trance and make us rediscover with shock things we had discarded. Thanks to one of them, I fell in love again with two giants: the classic Le Male and Bvlgari Black. Both are brothers in their dry-down, where a comforting vanilla joins dark notes (cinnamon in Le Male, leather in Black) to create a perfect balance between roughness and tenderness. They are ideal for those who know how to mix vanilla sex with BDSM, caress with slap. They are romantic and seductive, especially potent in winter (especially Le Male), although Black has low performance and requires more application. Black: Scent 7.5/10, Sillage 5/10, Longevity 5/10, Versatility 7/10. Le Male: Scent 8/10, Sillage 6/10, Longevity 6.5/10, Versatility 5/10.
It’s strange, dark, gloomy, and bold. The fact that the bottle is like a wheel is a whole declaration of intent because it smells like a new car tire mixed with vanilla and a slight sweet touch. I don’t think it’s for everyone, but whoever wears it will surely not go unnoticed. I like it.
Too much for me. That smell of burnt rubber… mixed with that potent vanilla is difficult for me to keep on my skin. I tried, but no.
I should clarify the olfactory family of BVLGARI BLACK. The sheet says Oriental Woody, but my sensation is that it’s Oriental Spiced. It has been curious to me that most reviews on Fragrantica and other websites focus on the smell of gasoline or burnt rubber, as suggested by the bottle imitating a rubber wheel. After testing it for three consecutive afternoons, I haven’t detected even a hint of gasoline or rubber. Maybe it has it, but my nose doesn’t notice it. On the contrary, I perceive an unmistakably spiced note, a blend of saffron and pepper, enormously attractive, that reminds me of some Amouage oriental. I don’t understand how my impression has nothing to do with the general opinion, the bottle, cars, or fuels. Not even the name seems appropriate to me. If it were about colors, I would call it CRIMSON RED by BVLGARI, because the spilled spices are of the intense and bright red genus, proper of saffron. If it were about the bottle, I would use a resolute oriental container, like a red and gold oil cruet: crimson red glass with leather repoussé and gold metal. Of all BVLGARI perfumes, this is the most decidedly oriental. Following my perception, I also detect not the slightest hint of tea. I’ve read references to green tea or Lapsang Souchong, Chinese smoked tea with a smell of ash and cedar fires. Could that aroma be what I detect as saffron and pepper? This variety of tea is also used in Chinese cooking to give a smoked flavor without smoking. In any case, the smell of BVLGARI BLACK for me is delicious; I’m a lover of oriental perfumes. The spiced accord blends with rose, sandalwood, jasmine, and vanilla, composing an exquisite effluvium, worthy of the best perfumes of the Silk Road. Again, the fleeting passage of a woman wrapped in red and black silks and muslins, mysterious in her walk, unforgettable in the scent that permeates the air after her evasive steps, brings me back to the Alhambra’s sighing alley of that Qurtuba that always haunts a corner of my memory.
Update: I had already written about this work of art, but I think I said little. It’s not only in my top 10, but in my top 5; it’s my favorite from Bvlgari. I’ve had several from this house. It evokes beauty, stillness, simplicity, feelings; it’s the most romantic I’ve tried, along with Midnight in Paris by Van Cleef & Arpels. The bottle correlates with the smell of rubber or caoutchouc; I fell in love with it since I perceived it in my father. It’s the perfect option for a romantic date, along with Van Cleef & Arpels and YSL De L’Homme, though I prefer the first two. Recommended if you’re looking for a sweet fragrance, not so much romantic, that enchants. Note: moderate projection and sillage, moderate longevity. Beautiful and different bottle, without flakes inside the Bvlgari house; since you see it, you know it’s the perfume that evokes feelings in a night where your partner won’t want to let go of you. Second update: I never talked about the notes that predominate most for me. It’s a vanilla mixed with a beautiful tea note that gives a sweet but fresh sensation, and that rubber sensation is something ambered, which I feel the most. It remains very different from everything on the market and an excellent fragrance. Although it’s discontinued, you can find it at a good price; for some reason, it hasn’t risen much as is usual. One of my best purchases and favorites.
Bvlgari Black, how much time have I spent finding you on the street without knowing you were there? I’ve been years looking for a fragrance that would hit me in casual bursts and make me smell like a wet dog. I never found her. I caught her scent years ago in gay clubs, El Corte Inglés hallways, or on terraces. I kept losing sight of her until I forgot about her, but my mind would return to that mysterious aroma that obsessed me. Synthetic, long out of fashion, and decadent today. I knew it was a late-90s masculine perfume by its androgynous tone. It had echoes of Le Male, but it wasn’t him. It could belong to the Rochas Man family with its cybernetic and erotic air. I tried 212 Sexy by Carolina Herrera and thought I’d found her, but I knew I was looking for something dirtier, more caked, more sickly. Thanks to a sample from Josesan, I discovered it: I almost jumped out of my skin. I find nothing unisex or feminine; it’s very masculine, with an androgynous, perverse, and sexually obscene finish. It makes you think of things you don’t want to do and regret later. I’m sure it has influenced many perfumes over the last twenty years and has hundreds of clones. I’ve caught it non-stop for years. It doesn’t smell like gasoline or fuel to me. I sense an artificial vanilla, more like Danette custard with a latex and preservative powder aftertaste, hints of graphite eraser and vinyl, flashes of sexy sweetness thanks to sandalwood to die in a bed of sour musk. I don’t catch the leather, nor the tea; it would be a dark, dense brew. I understand it might remind one of a new car, with a tone of brand-new objects. I love it, it makes me dumb, and I thought about buying a bottle, which is very pretty. But there’s also something that reminds me of what could have been and wasn’t, a youth from twenty years ago that seemed to eat the world and today barely makes ends meet. I suppose defining the launch year so well works against it, because it confronts you with yourself in the mirror and makes you think of things that aren’t pretty. Bvlgari Black has hit me hard; it made me happy but also gave me a nasty, sad twist thinking about how fast time passes. At risk of sounding like a jerk, I think what was born modern and groundbreaking has turned into something similar to those heavies who, twenty years later, still wander the same clubs, disheveled, listening to the same 1999 house music, and telling the same stories. And no matter how much I love Black, every time I try it, I can’t shake that idea from my head.
Thanks to the kindness of my friend Josesan, I got to try it. It’s bright; I don’t know how it can smell on a woman, but on my skin it’s extremely pleasant. The beginning is a bit weird, synthetic, maybe due to ingredients that create an olfactory illusion of undeclared notes (gasoline?). I think it suits many people: it’s eye-catching, original, with an aura of mystery that makes it intriguing and daring. It’s worth trying.
I had reservations because of what others comment, that smelling something from your past confronts you with both the good and the bad. But I tried it out of curiosity. Iradia, it smells like the beginning of the millennium. I smelled it back in its day among Gucci Rush, Le Male, and MDMA, and I didn’t know it was this Bvlgari Black. The experience was positive: it’s simple and ingenious. It smells discontinued, like a grail for collectors. It’s modern, youthful (for those in their late twenties) but of the youth of that time. Curiously, it’s still in production. My bottle is from 2002, a real gem. Although it’s unisex, I don’t see it as very feminine. The opening is spiced leather with hints of rubber and burnt tire, but it doesn’t shock me; it’s pretty. Gradually, a dry, sweet but not cloying vanilla appears, along with a warm oakmoss. It’s magnificent, original, very ‘auteur’. The best I’ve tried from Bulgari. Could be a masterpiece. Performance is subtle, longevity acceptable. Not for daily wear, but for special occasions. A trip to the past, the best of it, essential.
The concept is very original. It has two phases: at first, it smells ‘new,’ like scented erasers (a friend told me that). It’s synthetic but interesting; if you apply too much, it can be overwhelming. The second phase is spectacular: non-cloying vanilla and fine leather that blend perfectly. I barely notice the tea. At some point, it reminds me of Midnight in Paris, but it improves with time. The dry down is addictive and very attractive. Performance is moderate on my skin. Overall, Black is a minimalist masterpiece of merit, a true tour de force, and perfectly unisex.
Definitely a beast mode perfume! Top pick for cold nights and a masculine style. The best part is that it’s not overused, so it gives originality. Highly recommended for those over 25. Smells exquisite and has good quality. It’s one of Bvlgari’s best, along with Aqua Amara and Man in Black.
I bought Bvlgari Black blind years ago. It has an asphalt note that I didn’t notice at first, but after several wears, that ‘vibe’ of burnt rubber and condoms in action (yes, some people call it that) comes through. The opening is super urban with bergamot and leather, though the vanilla gets buried by a very strong musk that dries out the fragrance. Coumarin is also very noticeable. It reminds me of BDSM, like the Inquisition sketch from Monty Python with the pillows. It’s more masculine, though for me gender is fluid. I love the dry down; it vibrates a bit like Blv Notte. The longevity is good, staying close to the skin. The bottle is great; I sometimes use it as a paperweight.
Like with Encre Noire, this Bvlgari Black is interesting for fragrance nerds but difficult for daily wear. It’s true that people say it smells like burnt rubber or plastic, and honestly, I can’t see myself smelling like that. It doesn’t seem like an easy-to-wear fragrance.
Despite several negative comments, I find it very expressive with magnificent vanilla, amber, and sandalwood. It’s undoubtedly an old fragrance, but it fits perfectly today. This 90s scent is one of my favorites, offering great class and personality for evening wear. Bvlgari has great aromas, and this is one of them.
BVLGARI BLACK: I had reviewed this before but deleted my opinion because after using it repeatedly, my perspective has changed drastically. Created over 20 years ago, it was one of the first to dare to combine vanilla (typically feminine) and leather (typically masculine); it’s unusual and possesses a sublime, strange beauty that reveals its magic, finesse, and stunning elegance. If I were to describe it: ‘aromatic with animal leather, a touch of tar, and something almondy.’ Like an Impressionist painting that requires close appreciation to see beyond the first impression. It’s a different, unique, delightful, and beautiful perfume. Its name ‘Black’ isn’t a clue because I don’t find it that dark, but as an aroma, it’s interesting and captivating. It has a warm, sexy sensation, with black tea, smoky elements, and a hint of almond. The more I know it, the more I enjoy it to the point of not wanting to stop. It’s excellent, evoking the feeling of watching a movie for the first time and discovering new details upon repetition. A masterpiece, one of the few that achieves this. Hard to find, a must-have if you collect. Scent: 11, Projection: regular 2h, Longevity: max 7h. Recommended.
The almond notes really speak to me. They don’t dominate at first, but as they settle, a familiar accord emerges: the same one found in Petits et Mamans by the house. I’m fascinated that it’s almost identical; I wonder if this is Bvlgari’s olfactory signature. Even though it’s not listed, I detect something reminiscent of chamomile. It’s soft, calming, almost childish, contrasting with the perfume’s character. It’s like that child from Petits et Mamans has grown up: now riding a motorcycle and wearing leather. The opening is smoky and animalic, with marked leather. It reminds me of the scent of clean clothes after a motorcycle ride: air, heat, and something wild. Over time, the rose appears—powdery and soapy—softened by sandalwood. There’s something that transports me back to my mother’s 90s makeup routine. It’s not an easy first impression, but it’s worth giving it time. Once the heart and base notes arrive, the vanilla and leather balance out, making the perfume enjoyable, intimate, and enveloping.
I’m liking this perfume more and more each time. Almond, vanilla, leather, and rose notes are all beautifully blended. Perfect for the office or late spring outings and cold nights, though I’ve worn it on cloudy summer days and it works perfectly too. It has moderate projection, noticeable within a meter, though you might not catch it as much. After 6 hours, it still smells amazing, especially since I applied it generously.
Update: I just got a 75ml tester and it’s a beauty. Totally a better option than what’s out there now. A perfume masterpiece.
In my opinion, the masterpiece by Annick Menardo. Although vanilla and tea aren’t usually my thing, I absolutely loved it. Its rubbery vanilla is peculiar: it opens with a strong smell of burnt rubber that then softens into black tea with vanilla essence. Watch out: it’s not sweet or pasty; it smells like a vanilla pod. It has an animal touch, I assume it’s the leather, but it smells more like suede than cured skin. Projection is soft but lasts quite a while. I see it as unisex for mid-season, day or night. Ideal for those seeking perfumes outside the conventional and extremely rare. Pleasantness: 8/10, Interesting: 9/10, Versatility: 8/10, Originality: 9/10
A delicious work of art… although due to its uniqueness, it’s not suitable for blind buys.
Bvlgari Black is that bold, rebellious, and free perfume that hates labels. It was born when everyone else was clean and conventional, and this is the exact opposite. It’s not for him or her; it has its own melody. It’s sexy, rebellious, with hair blowing in the wind, dreamy leather, and organic vanilla without sweetness, featuring smoky and green notes that seem stuck to a jacket after a motorcycle ride. It’s unique, and it’s such a shame they discontinued it because it makes me feel this way when I wear it. Good longevity on skin and moderate sillage.
What a complete and unconventional fragrance, especially for its time. I grabbed it at a great price during a blind buy and was absolutely blown away. Upon spraying, it smelled like gasoline, and I thought it was violet, but it’s actually bergamot, rose, and leather that give it so much character. It’s complex and won’t win you over immediately, but I absolutely love it. As it dries down, it stops being acidic and turns into a cold, plastic vanilla that reminds me of burnt rubber. Sounds weird, but it smells intoxicatingly masculine. It’s a masterpiece; if this were a niche scent, I’d buy it without hesitation. It’s discontinued, so hard to find, but if you get the chance, you must smell it. Good longevity, over 8 hours; doesn’t project wildly but leaves a trail. The bottle is quirky and looks like a tire, just like the scent. Scent: 7/10, Longevity: 7/10, Compliments: 6.5/10 (HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)
In perfumery as in life, there are questionable decisions that cry out to the heavens. I’d rather they reformulate favorite perfumes than rip them off the shelves due to an incoherent and sad decision. The wheel, the tire, the rim: few bottles say so much about the scent. A sweet vanilla and rubbery aroma, almost smoky, with a fleeting bitter and floral accord. The tea note breaks the delicious sweet rubber. In 1998, Annick Ménardo conceived this undervalued and missed unisex gem. Perfumes like Midnight in Paris, Luna Rossa Black, or RM nº5 follow its aromatic trail, but in essence, the sensual DNA of Black is there. Its problem was that longevity was inversely proportional to its quality: a decent 5 or 6 hours at a competitive price, lamentable these days. An extinct perfume like a dinosaur; sometimes a spark appears, but don’t pay attention to internet rumors. I just wanted to capture the memory this spring morning brings to me: traffic jam, tires, plants, and heat, a fantastic evocation of those in-between days when you fought over the round bottle to enjoy this Black.
I bought it fresh off the shelf back around 2000, and I still have half of it left. They said it had black tea and smoked rubber resin, exquisite notes. I only perceived musk, vanilla, sandalwood, and smoked rubber, enough to love it for its uniqueness. But it has a flaw: such beauty couldn’t be perfect, as its performance always left much to be desired. Sillage was barely noticeable, about 4 hours, then skin scent, which is why I never repurchased it.
I met this wonder thanks to a childhood friend who wore it as his signature in 2003; it was love at first sight and sparked my interest in Bvlgari. It’s the perfume with the most bottles I’ve owned: smoky vanilla, soft floral leather, an exquisite experience. I applied it heavily to go out because its Achilles’ heel was performance, until I realized its life was ending. When I wanted to buy it again, I found the sad news that it had been discontinued. It brings many memories, university nostalgia, and youth; its scent is something I’ll carry for the rest of my days.
It’s a sweet fragrance that becomes annoying if you apply too much. An uncommon aroma with a tendency toward the feminine, but pleasant if you don’t overdo it. I’m not an expert in notes, but it smells like very sweet caramel with vanilla and a hint of acidity. The trail is moderate and lasts about 4-5 hours on my skin.
Reading reviews about this gem, one can almost know, like a psychic, who has had the fortune of meeting it… Don’t be fooled; there are those who enjoy trying to convince others they’ve met it, even though it’s no longer among us.
I’ve been sniffing the elevator like a bloodhound searching for that smoky, sweet leather scent that was stuck in my head. I discovered it yesterday: it was José, my lifelong neighbor. He revealed his secret: Bvlgari Black. It has a unique aroma, an industrial mix of burnt rubber with a warm base of vanilla and amber. It’s not common; it’s dark and experimental, yet comforting. It’s curious that someone as practical as José would wear something so unconventional. Now everything makes sense: his discreet but firm presence is perfectly represented in this fragrance that, like him, is always there when you need it.
Black was my first perfume I bought with my own money in 1998 when Bvlgari launched it. I was looking to change my ‘signature’ (previously using Hugo Boss and Le Male), and I suspect it was the packaging—that disc-shaped bottle with the black rubber tire cap—that hooked me. I wore it during my last year of high school and took it to college. Four decades later, I looked for it again and it had become a legend. I loved it: warm, comforting, super sexy, and unique. No other guy smelled the same, and that was key to standing out. Luca Turin gave it mythical status in 2008. A few weeks ago, I spotted a 75ml tester with the original rotating cap (ON/OFF), the unmistakable sign of the Annick Ménardo formula from 1999. It was a unicorn: perfect, reasonable price, and a charming seller. I’m still in the clouds. The scent is spectacular, like reuniting with an old love, deep and matured by time. It’s special, unique, and delicious.
Picked it up blind at an outlet because of the bottle. Didn’t like it at first; felt synthetic. It’s more of a night scent or for cool days, slightly sweet, spiced, and very distinct. The leather didn’t convince me much; it sounded artificial, like new plastic or rubber. However, I did appreciate how different it was from typical fall/winter perfumes. If you see it, try it before buying this version.
A very wearable leather and one of the good discontinued ones from Bvlgari.
Bought it blind based on recommendations, intrigued by that ‘plastic vanilla’ note. First sniff was instant love: an unconventional fragrance that isn’t trying too hard. Opens with vanilla and rubber, an illogical mix that evokes the sweet, dusty scent of a brand new plastic doll. As it dries down, leather emerges in a usable, subtle, and sweet way without being cloying. Not for the ‘alpha male,’ but rather an intimate scent, perfect for cold nights or spring evenings. It’s not a beast in longevity, but if that plastic vanilla curiosity calls to you, don’t miss out—you won’t regret it.