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Calandre
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Calandre by Rabanne is an aldehydic floral fragrance for women. Launched in 1969, the nose behind this composition is Michel Hy. The top notes are aldehydes, green notes, and bergamot; the heart features rose, valley lily, lily root, hyacinth, geranium, and jasmine; while the base is composed of oakmoss, vetiver, musk, sandalwood, and amber.
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It’s an exquisite and eternal fragrance, ideal for wearing without rushing. Soft, sensual, classic, and sophisticated, yet not sweet. Being aldehydic, it smells different from anything else. Without a doubt, it’s a unique aroma.
Yes, it’s a sophisticated and eternal aroma. Strong but not overpowering, nothing cloying as natalia_85 mentioned. I only see it on an elegant, sharp, and imaginative woman. It sounds like a cold, mysterious note. I detect flowers, greens, resins, and wood, all blended together, with just the moss standing out at the end. It’s one of those perfumes I put on and can’t stop smelling myself. I’d keep it or gift it to my mom or sister.
For a long time, it was my mother’s perfume. I like it, but it reminds me so much of her, who unfortunately is no longer with us. This, along with Opium by YSL, were her favorites. It’s simple, casual, but with that touch that makes it a real perfume, not one of those sweet, floral concoctions flooding the shelves of malls now.
Continuing with my habit of setting a song to describe a particular perfume… (I already wrote a review of the fragrance below). Song: LOOK OUTSIDE / BROADCAST.
Yes, it smells sophisticated and timeless. Strong but not overpowering, nothing cloying as natalia_85 mentioned. I only see it on an elegant, sharp, and imaginative woman. It sounds like a cold, mysterious note. I detect flowers, greens, resins, and wood, all blended together, with just the moss standing out at the end. It’s one of those perfumes I put on and can’t stop smelling myself. I’d keep it or gift it to my mom or sister.
It was the first perfume I chose with my own head after testing it. I loved it and used it for years. It has presence without being aggressive and that quality I call ‘crystal soul.’ I can’t quite explain it; it’s something clean, smooth, cold, and transparent. Out of all the perfumes I’ve used, only Calandre and Tentations have that special something.
It was the first perfume I chose, shortly after its launch, with head and by testing it. I loved it and used it exclusively for many years. It has presence without being aggressive and enjoys that quality that, for me, turns a perfume into a masterpiece, which I call ‘crystal soul.’ I don’t know how to express it or what it consists of; it’s something independent of the composition, something clean, smooth, cold, and transparent like crystal. Of all the perfumes I’ve used, I only found that special something in Calandre and Tentations.
It’s the only perfume people have told me many times, ‘you smell so good.’ It’s fresh, slightly sweet; I don’t distinguish its ingredients separately, I just notice the bergamot touch at the beginning and later the soft aroma of roses. It seems like a very harmonious and truly elegant combination. It’s a pity it’s no longer available. I don’t tire of trying perfumes to see if I can find anything more similar. Rive Gauche is a bit sweeter, but so far it’s the closest.
Unparalleled!
It’s a fragrance my mother wears in its extrait form, potent for the night, captivating, and unique. I still keep a bit of her bottle that I treasure.
Ummm, it was my first perfume… I died for it. Too many beautiful memories, but it doesn’t smell the same anymore. Now that I apply it, it lacks the charm of 30 years ago.
Calandre opens with bergamot and very present aldehydes. The interesting part is how these aldehydes make the rose shine, giving it character. But the rose isn’t alone; it’s accompanied by a creamy, velvety, aromatic green moss. There’s also a powerful halo of amber and musk that gives it that exotic, mysterious side. You can detect the lily of the valley, hidden behind the rose, shy but present. Sandalwood and vetiver seal the beauty with a subtle spicy touch that lingers. In short, the aldehydes, rose, musk, and green moss are the core. I think the mix of geranium, musk, and citrus might give that ‘metallic’ side everyone talks about, but the warmth of the other notes ends up being stronger. I’m talking about the extrait version; perhaps in the eau de toilette that note is more intense, but it still shouldn’t be strident. In my previous review, I compared Rive Gauche to this fragrance; undoubtedly, the DNA is similar, as Michel Hally was involved in creating both.
It was my first fragrance, bought at 14 on a very cold, pouring rain day. Since then, I’ve found it two more times, and now, at 44, I have it again just for those rainy, cold days. I don’t know how many people have told me, ‘you smell so good’; three of them didn’t even know me. Curiously, the only one who didn’t like it was my six-year-old son, who has a dog-like nose. I told him he didn’t like the rain, and he said it smelled like rain. I’ve been saying it smells like rain for 30 years, and he, at only six, is right. I think I’m not so wrong. It’s unique, Calandre!
Calandre was my sister’s perfume—a mysterious woman with infinite allure. As a child, I saw her impeccable: pale skin, dark hair, and those hypnotizing green eyes. I felt like her absolute disciple as she applied drops in a sexy, intelligent way. In contrast, I was a curly blonde girl playing like a mud-covered piggy, lacking the elegant carriage she had from a young age. That scent was deep, with an intoxicating green facet and potent aldehydes that today sound metallic and dated. She always wore it with her Clyo and Patrichs, those green, herbal perfumes for determined women. When she came home, I’d ask what she was wearing, and I’d lie and say nothing, but in reality, she smelled like Calandre, and I’d sweep away the stones. I grew up with that scent, conveying tranquility and triumphant beauty. I’m so sad to see that depth replaced by metallic tones now; I even had a bottle I was reluctant to use. I’ve fought to find a vintage, but I haven’t succeeded.
Calandre was a mysterious woman, with something of a man but infinitely attractive. As a child, I saw my sister wearing this perfume and felt like her disciple. She was fair-skinned with black hair and green eyes; she’d put on a few drops and look sexy and intelligent. I, blonde and curly, only imitated her posture. She knew where to apply the perfume; I came in full of dirt. This scent was deep, personal, green, and intoxicating, with powerful yet discreet aldehydes. I always noticed a lovely masculine touch; she wore it with her Clyo and Patrichs. They were her three green, herbal perfumes for when she wanted to be a determined woman. When I got home, I’d ask what she was wearing; I’d lie and say nothing, then blast her with Calandre to wash away the stones. I grew up with this scent that brings peace and security. Today, I’m sad to see that depth replaced by that metallic aldehydic tone, even though I had a bottle I was reluctant to use. I’m searching for a vintage and can’t find it.
This perfume was the first in my life; my dad gifted it to me and it brings back so many memories. I was about 14… and you know, it’s the only perfume people ask me about: ‘They smell so good’. I use it in any season, heat or cold, spring. I love it for its aroma and elegance.
I had it when I was 15; I’d love to have it again.
The Death of Heliogabalus. Anyone who knows the painting ‘The Roses of Heliogabalus’ by Alma-Tadema will understand. It feels cloying, suffocating, excessive, and predictable. Unbearable.
The Death of Helio-gabalus; anyone who knows the Alma-Tadema painting will understand. It feels cloying, suffocating, excessive, and predictable. Unbearable.
Calandre, 1969, the first women’s perfume by Paco Rabanne. I think it translated the fashion designer’s signature into perfumery very well: vanguard, sophistication, futurism, and audacity. Well-deserved is the nickname ‘the metallic rose perfume’. What I have is an eau de toilette from the mid-90s. From start to finish, it’s an aldehydic perfume where the rose is the protagonist: a warrior rose, finely aldehydic, dusty (not powdery in the talc sense), and deeply green. On my skin, the rose is metallic, yes, but an oxidized, porous metal, developing nuances of vetiver, musk, and geranium that give it a lot of texture and that ‘barbershop aroma’ quality. The lily root adds an extra dustiness (a granular, rough texture), all this masterfully balanced with a creamier, honeyed side thanks to that delight of aldehydes that linger and other floral notes and subtle animal notes (the best castoreum borrowed from Antaeus) add immense depth. Calandre is feminine and masculine, gentle and aggressive, light and dark, rebellious and sophisticated. It gives a woman elegance, sophistication, and immense power to conquer the world. On a man, it’s rebellious and bold, a rock perfume for nights of tobacco and vodka. It blends deliciously on the skin of whoever wears it and highlights their imposing aura regardless of the weather or time of day. After a year of wearing it, I love it more and more. The reformulation isn’t bad, but they turned it into a perfumed, sour scent, an aroma compared to a creamier Cristalle de Chanel. It’s a crystal and sharp aldehydic chypre, but the creator’s intent has disappeared. Long live the glorious Calandre of the past.
A great classic. My grandfather used it, then my dad; I’d say it goes by generations. Personally, I keep it and have the vintage formulas, and it’s great that it’s still sold.
Finally! I have you 💖💞, the madwoman of vintage aldehydes finally possesses you, CALANDRE. You are exquisite, soft (watching out for the ‘chac-chac’ as Kari says), chic, and empower any woman. Unlike Rive Gauche, I find you a bit more intense.
Calandre is one of the most interesting, timeless, and atypical perfumes, very exquisite. In fact, by incorporating aldehydes, they greatly enhance the natural aromas of the fragrance. Let me explain: aldehydes are substances with nomenclature; this one has C7, which has a similar profile between green and herbaceous, and C9, with a scent similar to red roses. When combined with the respective roses and herbs, it catapults a million miles, as if you just cut a bunch of herbs or roses. Must-have, gentlemen, if you are lovers of good perfumes.
Calandre is one of the most interesting, eternal, and exquisite perfumes. The aldehydes greatly enhance the natural scents; C7 smells green and herbaceous, while C9 smells like red roses. When combined with the roses and herbs, the fragrance explodes as if you just cut a bouquet. You must have it, gentlemen, if you like good perfumes.
It’s a chypre-floral with hints of acidic, metallic, and powdery roses accompanied by iris. It’s a survivor of today’s sweetness and smells different. On my skin, it’s dry, powdery, and slightly green, with hints of oakmoss (synthetic nowadays). It suits a woman in shiny dresses, sophisticated blouses, and a preference for light tones, with coats, high heels, and a formal style. Suitable for day and night. The bottle isn’t outdated; it looks current and reminds me of recent bottles like Hugo Boss Alive. Of course! They only look alike in the bottle. In essence, they are totally antagonistic perfumes. Test before buying: it changes a lot depending on skin pH. The sales associate tested it and highlighted the rose on her skin, whereas on mine, the green notes and synthetic oakmoss came out. A blind buy can be a mistake. A timeless classic that survives and enjoys a loyal clientele.
Ever since I smelled it, I realized that now men are wearing fishnet tights, blouses, and women’s ankle boots, and rose perfumes (mind you, I wouldn’t do the first three, maybe just the boots for the 70s vibe…). I told myself: better try this instead of buying another Moschino Toy Boy, which I have beautiful memories of. The point is, I bought it yesterday; I don’t know if to use it myself (I wouldn’t mind) or to gift it to a woman with a taste for floral/aldehydic perfumery (though Calandre breaks rules even within those canons). The opening is strange due to the aldehydes and green notes, like a formless opening, something that happens to me with aldehydes. The heart is totally floral, dominated by the rose with other tones, and a robust base of woods and musks, with a touch of amber. The pyramid is totally unisex; nowadays there are men’s perfumes with aldehydes, roses, and hyacinth, and Calandre has notes I would classify as masculine, like geranium and patchouli. It smells like the 60s, psychedelic, and reminds me of the song ‘Calcutta’ by Lawrence Welk. Very interesting and rich, though I prefer the scent once it has dried down.
Oh, my beloved Calandre! So unique, exquisite, and elegant. You are the personification of a sophisticated, confident, and sensual woman, with a touch of coldness that makes her unattainable. Imagine Monica Bellucci as Persephone in Matrix Reloaded, kissing Neo. It’s an atypical, deep, and intoxicating fragrance with a lot of personality. It starts with a green, citrusy, aldehydic opening that drives me crazy, then moves into a wonderful rose: not sweet or romantic, but wild, green, and metallic, with powdery notes that blend with an incredible jasmine. The woody and earthy notes give it that je ne sais quoi that makes me addicted. On my skin, it has an overwhelming longevity and sillage. A gem we must treasure.
Ayyy, that perfume is the story of my youth… I loved it, I used it a lot. It was the most famous of the 70s for middle-class young girls in Argentina, who usually used Revlon’s Charlie. It was hard to get; you had to have it brought from abroad… a memory, an unforgettable scent for me.
Calandre is so from the last century, with an overwhelming personality, not well-defined in terms of gender; it can be perfectly masculine or feminine, playing very well with that duality. If you wear it, you’ll smell like no one else and stand out. This masterpiece opens with a green, mossy, wet fusion soaked in aldehydes, a clean, earthy, green, crisp, woody, and intense aroma; it’s not for everyone, Calandre chooses you. In its heart notes, the rose, geranium, and white flower petals turned to powder emerge, enveloping you in a bubble for hours. Finally, oakmoss and vetiver are very noticeable, but the flowers and aldehydes never back down, fighting from start to finish. This would be Marlene Dietrich’s perfume: so elegant, overwhelming, with her tailored suit, strong, without ceasing to be so feminine. Exactly that is the soul of Calandre.
Calandre is from the last century, with lots of personality, little defined by gender, can be worn by a man or a woman, playing with duality. If you wear it, you smell different and stand out. It starts with a green, mossy, wet fusion soaked in aldehydes, clean, earthy, green, crisp, woody, and intense. It’s not for everyone; Calandre chooses you. In the heart notes, rose, geranium, and powdered white petals wrap around you for hours. At the end, oakmoss and vetiver are clear, but the flowers and aldehydes always fight back. This would be Marlene Dietrich’s perfume: elegant, overwhelming, in a tailored suit, strong, and very feminine. That is the soul of Calandre.
I’m writing this review in memory of one of Chile’s great singers, Cecilia, who has passed away. When I worked at Perfumerías Vicencio at the airport in Iquique, I attended to this great artist, turned into a legend, many times. I remember she carried up to six bottles of Calandre, her signature fragrance. Forever Cecilia, the incomparable; if life allows me, I’ll bring you flowers sprinkled with your perfume to your grave.
Wonderful Calandre. It has accompanied me since my youth. It has something so special. I’ve had all kinds of perfumes: designer, niche, expensive, ridiculously expensive, and I must say Calandre is above all of them, with an additionally ridiculous price. It’s a pity they discontinued the EDP, which was wonderful and left a fantastic trail. Unfortunately, we’ll have to settle for the EDT, which falls short on projection and longevity.
It’s an old lady’s perfume who went to the hairdresser, and they put everything on her head so her curls and bird’s nest would hold. If I had known it smelled like hair spray to harden hair, I would have paid that same fragrance for 8 euros, not the money they stole from me. A disgusting perfume, don’t buy it.
It’s a perfume for an old lady who went to the hairdresser and put it all over her head for curls and bird’s nests. If I knew it smelled like hairspray to harden hair, I’d pay those 8 euros and not the money they stole from me. A disgusting perfume, don’t buy it.
Hi everyone, today I saw it at a neighborhood store here in deep South America, in the middle of unbearable January heat. The store has no try-on room, and buying blind scares me because reselling is difficult; it’s an endless bargaining dance. Can you buy this perfume blind?
Fantastic! With Paco Rabanne, it’s like with YouTube and Instagram: I’m not a regular user, but if you get close, it’s impossible not to see images of girls (and not-so-girls) with spectacular bodies posing suggestively, showing off their anatomy and oozing a need to be admired… simple egotism, perhaps. I suppose the same goes for guys. It’s not a mean-spirited critique; if you’re pretty and want to show it off, that’s valid, and many appreciate it. But we learn that it’s not so interesting what you show or how much, but how you show it. Women from the generation of Sophia Loren, María Félix, my grandmother, and my mother knew this well: they showed their ankle, and the rest was covered, but they managed their gazes, smiles, fan play, and walking styles that wreaked havoc on the male psyche. My point: current Paco is like those internet girls, and Calandre is the Sophia Loren of Rabanne. Thanks to a friend, I compared an old bottle with a new one; although they differ, both are fantastic. Aldehydes, flowers, and a very elegant base, well-balanced and feminine to my taste, though in this millennium, it’s not uncommon for a man to wear it. Projection and longevity were better before, but neither is bad now. I recommend trying it, especially to young people.
Although it starts with aldehydes, it’s green throughout the fragrance. Imagine walking on a moss carpet in a sunny summer forest. Calandre opens strong, green, and fresh, with a citrus touch. Then it turns floral, keeping the freshness and adding spices that slowly blend into a valley lily bouquet without dominating. It’s not sweet; it’s slightly powdery, not overpowering but elegant, with medium sillage but lasting power. Even the base is green, splendid, and golden, soft as velvet. I’m happy to try this treasure in a 90s version. I don’t know how the current one smells, but this vintage is a dream, a perfume to enjoy, a witness to the passing of time.
Masterpiece: Calandre, Metal, and La Nuit, the three jewels of Paco Rabanne in my opinion. It smells of pure elegance. How pathetic to read comments saying it ‘smells like an old lady’; perhaps to carry this marvel requires some education.
It smelled like my mom when I was a little girl. I don’t have the exact one, but it felt fresh, light, and clean. I’d love to find it again; I think smelling it would make me feel her presence once more.