Cherry Punk Extrait de Parfum by Room 1015

Unlike other sweet and playful cherries, this one is executed perfectly: sweet, friendly, and with a dark edge, without being loud or overly feminine. Leather is the star, clean and refined, reminiscent of Ombre Leather, with a metallic touch that honors the name. It starts as a coquettish and dark scent, but over time it fades into a sweet, opaque blend. Longevity is good (around 6 hours), but projection and sillage drop significantly as it dries down, so using a decant is ideal. It’s perfect for urban nights, gritty bars, indie concerts, or rebellious walks. It suits any gender if you have the right character; pair it with a black, gray, or red leather jacket. It’s not for suits or hoodies. It’s sensual, interesting, and screams ‘I’m different’ without being weird, just a novel combination that I love. It’s frustrating that perfumery can’t maintain these complexities, but until then, I’ll settle for this.

What an interesting thing. You have a heavy leather, Tom Ford Ombre Leather style, that lasts the entire life of the perfume, alongside a very high-quality cherry that also stays impregnated throughout the evolution. It’s unisex with a feminine touch and perfectly conveys the punk vibe it aims for, though it also works well with formal wear. A bold, personality-filled scent, which I love in perfumery.

It’s punk, rebellious, metallic, and acidic; sometimes on my skin it smells like vinyl. It’s one of the most ambiguous and mischievous fragrances in my collection. At times it brings nostalgia, other times it grounds me. I can’t give a concrete definition to such a work of art; I could be writing down sensations one day. It seems insulting to say it doesn’t even remind me of Tom Ford; it’s lightyears away from those linear fragrances. This is an internal war; I’m fascinated by it and pay the price without thinking twice, which is why I love the niche world.

Oxymoron: the figure that joins opposites to create something new. There’s something poetic in clashing extremes: the cold of your heat, the sweet agony. Cherry Punk faces two rivals for 8 hours: leather against cherry. The bottle is neon red, like an underground bar, with a silver stopper-style cap. On the skin, a dense and intriguing liquid. The nose receives a sweet Tootsie Roll cherry, nothing natural but juicy, accompanied by a spicy saffron. Then, a dense, elegant, and earthy leather. The notes fight for the spotlight all the time; sometimes leather wins, other times cherry. The best of opposites. So masculinely feminine, rudely classy, charmingly powerful. It doesn’t go unnoticed because it has something for everyone. In sound, it’s ‘Cherry Bomb’ by The Runaways: strong and coquettish girls. In image, Joan Jett. An oxymoron with ‘Ch-ch-ch-cherry bomb’ in the background, red jacket, neon lights, and smoke, all wrapped in sophistication and electric sensuality. You get obsessed with the contrasts. Last detail: although it’s one of my favorites, I don’t give it a 10 for the packaging. The metal cap pops off, there’s chipping, spills in the box, and a packaging that for $200 leaves much to be desired (though Tom Ford also makes terrible boxes). Fortunately, nothing affects the scent. Cherry Punk is the beautiful conflict of opposites.

Basically cherry and leather. Very unisex because it’s not sweet. I have a decant and liked it for being uncommon, but don’t buy it without trying. I don’t think I’ll buy the full bottle because cherry isn’t my favorite note. If you like it, it’s a good option: Cherry Punk is much better than Tom Ford’s Lost Cherry.