Casmir by Chopard

This has always been my mom’s perfume since 1994. I’m obsessed: elegant, refined, intense ambered vanilla that lasts forever and leaves a trail. The best part? It’s still available. It’s divine.

I wanted to like it, but there’s no way. Something in its DNA reminds me of my mom’s perfumes that I didn’t steal from her; it has something like Balenciaga’s Rumba. It smells vintage and doesn’t stick to my skin. The chemistry just doesn’t work, but it’s probably worth trying if you like its notes and a well-made classic.

If you like Rihanna’s Rouge, believe me, this smells way better and has superior quality ♡

A unique, complex, and hard-to-explain perfume. Here, I detect a tropical fruity composition with a yellow floral accord that gives it a powdery touch, becoming more vanilla and balsamic as it dries. It has a vintage style with oriental hints. Imagine how different this is from those modern tropical and beach perfumes; this is distinct—an enveloping, mysterious, and sensual aroma. 100% feminine. Because it’s so special, I don’t see it for daily use, but rather for formal or semi-formal occasions, especially on spring or summer nights. Be careful, because for some noses, it might be too vintage, so I don’t recommend buying it blind. Longevity on skin exceeds 8 hours with moderate projection and sillage. For me, the similarity to Ylang in Gold by Micallef is undeniable; I’d say the overall resemblance is 80% or more. Casimir is an earlier creation worthy of admiration. Finally, the performance on my skin is better than the other one, so the quality-to-price ratio is excellent. If I could go back in time and choose one… I’d choose this.

This smells like Cristal with vanilla.

It’s a super-vanilla perfume and very long-lasting, perfect for winter. If you want to know what it smells like, to me it’s identical to Rihanna’s Rouge.

It’s one of my favorites; I have a pretty old bottle and it reminds me of a beautiful sultaness; it gives me that cozy, oriental feeling.

What a pleasant surprise! I bought it blind in 2017 and at first it didn’t convince me: it lasted all day but clung to the skin with a synthetic base that bothered me; I only noticed cheap vanilla, amber, and a hint of initial peach. It took me a while to finish it. Now, by chance, I have the vintage version (the bottle has a red lotus flower on the base) and in days it has become my favorite. I don’t usually buy vintage due to past bad experiences, but this is a gem. Now I notice all the notes: it’s complex, with nuances ranging from exotic fruits to the warmth of cinnamon, benzoin, and opoponax. I feel like a Turkish delight fresh out of a hamam, flying over a souk under a starry night. It will be my perfume for romantic winter dinners when they return… I’m not exaggerating, get an old little bottle and then let me know.

What a pleasant surprise! I acquired this perfume blind back in 2017 and it didn’t quite end up pleasing me; it lasted all day but only on the skin, with a somewhat annoying synthetic base… I only felt cheap vanilla and amber, with a touch of peach at the start, nothing more. That’s why it was hard to finish the bottle. Now, by chance, the vintage version (the bottle has a red lotus flower drawing on the base) has come into my hands and within days it has become a favorite. I am not a big fan of buying vintage fragrances because I’ve had a couple of bad experiences, but this, gentlemen, is a jewel! Now I can finally feel all the notes; it is complex, full of nuances from the exotic fruits in the opening to the warmth of cinnamon, benzoin, opoponax… You feel like a Turkish delight freshly out of a Hamman, flying over a souk one starry night on your magic carpet. It will be my perfume for romantic dinners in winter, when we can again… I’m not exaggerating, get yourself a small vintage bottle and then tell me about it.

I feel an adoration for this fragrance, a wonderful vanilla oriental… of its numerous notes, the vanilla is the protagonist, a sweet but not cloying vanilla. Every time I wear it, I am reminded of the Oriental fantasies of Hollywood in the 20s, 30s, and 40s, those princesses in their palaces, the desert, starry nights. The price is negligible for its great quality, longevity, and sillage, excellent. P.S., I have the vintage version; I have no idea about the reformulation, hoping they haven’t killed it.

Chopard Casimir. I remember the day I went to find you; it was hot and it was an afternoon. I don’t remember the month; it was near the neighborhood of a woman who left me a great enigma, perhaps I knew her from another life, who knows… I started my journey home, but I said: no, I want to stay near the neighborhood where she was born and lived most of her life. I started smelling Casimir; it’s a woody oriental, it seemed like a very sweet scent typical of the 90s, a vanilla with liquor. It has a melancholic aura; I didn’t feel it was sensual, but rather it evoked memories of her: her expressions, her gestures, her sophisticated and mysterious voice, her wavy blonde hair to play with all day, her white silk skin, her cold and strange gaze, as if hiding something or wanting to protect her heart with a shield. It’s sad to know there will be no more hope of seeing her again or feeling the same with another. Those kisses you stole from me, taking my breath away, full of fears, tenderness, and passion… there weren’t many but I will always remember them, because they marked me forever. I always knew ours wouldn’t last long, but they say the shorter it is, the more intense and crazy it can be. You never knew you were looking for me, but I know you wanted to play and I gave myself naked in body and soul… because I knew from the first moment I saw you that you were that person I had been searching my whole life, you were “the one sent”. The ghost of your face, your big green eyes, your perfume which wasn’t exactly Casimir but another, your silk skin, your magic fingers, your perfect breasts, and your sweet juice like cotton candy, your sad and angelic gaze will haunt me until I die. Your sweet poison entered my veins and will die there. Sometimes I think of your intense moans, how your heart was beating, and how overexcited you were. I thought when I said: I love you… and your face filled with fears and question marks. If you knew how many times I cried for you and how many times I still think of you, how nice it would be to forget your charms, your super-sexual skin, your madness, and your early departure with its disappointments. If I don’t think I’ll die of anguish and loneliness… may that lost soul come to my heart soon, God. I felt and remembered all that again when Casimir first entered my nostrils. I used it a couple of times and still haven’t found the right reason or moment to use it; it has moderate sillage and long-lasting on my skin. I feel it’s very feminine. Anyway, perfumes are sometimes “memories of the past”… The song playing in the background, which reminds me of that lived moment, was: Annie Lennox, White Shade of Pale… What an incredible, unique song.

Hey Atalcadita, my perfume has been going for a few years now, and the one I tried seems to have even more longevity, so it’s important to clarify the differences between the current version and the old one in the review 🙁

Casimir is the most opulent and sensual representation I’ve tried in a long time; it brought me a wonderful extrasensory experience. On my skin, it was a true explosion of pleasure. The moment I sprayed it, I was speechless, eyes wide, wondering how I could have bought so many gourmand perfumes without ever having this exotic beauty before. Casimir is a perfume that is more than opulent, more than sweet, more than spicy, more than sensual, but above all, it is more than a perfume. I have smelled many perfumes, many, perhaps too many given the current landscape. Then came this perfume that, amidst so much perfume boredom and pretension, captured my heart in a snap of a finger; it is a conqueror. I must admit it was a beautiful experience, a wonderful one I had today. On a rainy, gray day, I was able to enjoy a lovely hour to remember; everything fell into place. What could have been a terrible day, or another day stuck at the computer doing endless tasks, a impersonal start that could have ended in disaster leaving the house in these deluge conditions, turned out to be beautiful because I found the light of the sun. Barcelona was flooded to the brim, the buildings were grayer than ever, and the cranes of the Sagrada Familia looked uglier than usual. But on that walk where the air was cold, I stepped into an old building with its perfect cult elevator, narrow and in the center of the structure. I reached my destination, and a mature, intelligent, beautiful, perceptive, cheerful, and striking woman opened the door for me. This was the entrance of Casimir, for only this perfume can stand alongside people of such stature. There, a playful hound licked me until my holy ears when she saw I was leaving, and even a grumpier one decided to surrender to my feet to be petted. Amidst so much love and such strong character, there was Casimir at the entrance: just, precious, distant yet confident in himself. It was putting it on my hand and realizing that the entire moment was part of this great perfume. Its sweetness, its embrace, its character, its spark were part of that place… wonderful. I would give anything to try a perfume that was always this, not just for the scent but for the pleasant experience of knowing it right in the environment that best belonged to it. It opens with coconut, piña colada, peach juices, and vanilla that makes you close your eyes all the way to the firmament. This perfume enters very, very softly; it wants to be gentle and sweet with you. We could say it’s like a playful hound looking at you with a goofy face but knowing it is just and generous. It’s like that woman who, though intelligent and perceptive, just like her hounds, knows who she is facing and recognizes in a glance who stands before her. The heart of Casimir is the union of its opening with its exquisite vintage flowers, so precious and well-blended, giving much life to the whole. It remains sweet, but thanks to these, it doesn’t fall into industrial pastry. And what a comforting dry down, with an amber that intoxicates the potion, yet it doesn’t lead to nausea because the patchouli plays well with the musk. It is dense, yes, but has an incredible gentle lightness. As I left, which was hard because smelling such a wonderful, precious, chaste classic from its time, surrounded by hounds that were only love and love, and a woman so vivacious, so complete, so full of life, with so much charm, such ease, with that clarity of people who have long lived life by the rules they imposed on themselves… this sweet experience in every sense was completed with a Goodbye and a Hug… On my walk home, I no longer felt that cold; the wind didn’t exist, the day was no longer gray. A joy inhabited me that couldn’t leave easily. What made me happy: Casimir? The place? The beings who there impregnated me with their resplendent energy? I only know that every time I smell this perfume, I can recall in my memory those perfect gazes in their entirety, that combination of sweetness but with bite that is so identical to this wonderful and unforgettable perfume. EDIT: The current version seems to have changed, being a more linear perfume. It’s better to do a review with the current one, because things are not what they seem.

I’ll be very honest: I know that negative or positive opinions help us choose a fragrance. I eagerly awaited my Chopard Casmir. By the way, it was a blind buy despite reading many comments, most of them positive. What a disappointment for me! Maybe it’s not for others, but for me, it’s a terrible perfume. A very 80s scent, though there were good ones back then; this one is far from having good taste. It’s a strange aroma, but not a pleasant one. It smells heavily of vanilla and coconut, and after an hour, it smells like detergent. It’s far from being a good perfume; it smells cheap. But it’s just my opinion; maybe it smells exquisite to others.

We followed the reviews and bought it blindly, and I have no regrets. Vanilla and spices, wonderful, although on my skin the longevity is short. Another advantage is the price, so I don’t mind using it as much as I want.