Jil Sander No. 4

10 reseñas

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• FranSeatJones.

  February 16, 2019

  

  I can’t believe this perfume still has no reviews. And the best part is that it’s so cheap. I find an obvious resemblance to Givenchy’s Amarige, as they share many notes. Personally, I haven’t loved it, as I find it too floral to feel comfortable with. It has quite a compensating sweetness. As they say, Amarige is the sun in its potential at dawn; this one feels like the sun hiding to make way for the moon. I have both and will enjoy them, but I consider that if you have one, you don’t need the other. In my case, I’m sticking with Amarige. Very good longevity and moderate sillage. It’s a very 90s floral but doesn’t look dated at all. I recommend it.

• Josesan

  June 7, 2019

  

  CHIKI was tired of hanging out by the river with Josesan doing nothing. She glanced at the book he was reading, but it had no pictures or dialogue. “What’s the use of a book without pictures or dialogue?” she thought. She reached into her bag and saw a bottle labeled “JIL SANDER Nº 4.” “Oh heavens, what a curious name,” she thought, and brought her snout closer. Thanks to her excellent sense of smell, she perceived the aroma perfectly. “SOAP, SOAP, AND SOAP,” she exclaimed. “You have to see how this perfume smells like GOOD SOAP,” she reflected. She thought that soapy note came from fresh lavender mixed with chamomile, green tea, linden, lily of the valley, white musk, and sandalwood. Additionally, she sensed green notes like galbanum, tarragon, bergamot, and moss, reminding her of the forest and white clothes dried in the sun. It was like the clean laundry of a high-born lady bathing in luxury salts and foams. But CHIKI, addicted to Guerlain, recognized a basic GUERLINADE touch in any fancy soapy perfume: vanilla, bergamot, jasmine, rose, iris, and tonka bean. “And to think,” she thought, “if it didn’t also have a sharp-fruity point, produced by an unripe green plum,” she concluded, feeling assertive. Suddenly, a white rabbit ran past: “Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!”.

• Crisindian

  October 4, 2020

  

  Buuuffff!!! No, it’s just not for me. Definitely, these vintage scents aren’t my thing. I’ve tried several that have insane reviews, like this one, but I never learn: in the end, I feel it leaves an old trail that I find really unpleasant, with all due respect to those who enjoy this type of smell.

• Crisindian

  October 8, 2020

  

  Buuuffff!!! No, I can’t do it; definitely, these vintage scents aren’t for me. I tried some with wonderful reviews, like this one, but I just don’t get it. In the end, I have to say it leaves me with a dated trail that I find very unpleasant, with all due respect to those who like this type of aroma.

• Crisindian

  October 16, 2020

  

  My dear allan27880, I have absolutely nothing to apologize for. I sincerely appreciate your advice and will definitely apply it. I love reading reviews and learning, but in the end, it’s all about taste. I loved how you responded, with respect and in a didactic manner. Thank you; I’ll keep reading from you all. 😊

• Gemaap

  January 4, 2021

  

  Simply delicious. Surprisingly good. Enveloping, warm, and creamy with the perfect touch of sweetness. And at a great price.

• Sidonie

  February 2, 2022

  

  In the 80s, reading my aunt’s Telvas magazine, I was fascinated by Jil Sander’s Germanic beauty and minimalist style—no baroque lace or electric blues. I met vintage No. 4 while working as an au pair in Germany; the mother of the kids I cared for kept it in her vanity, and when she wasn’t around, I sprayed a little. It was an olfactory epiphany: a noble enigma, lacking the vanilla brutalism of other German perfumes of the time. Unlike the mythological vanillas of then, this didn’t try to seduce with cheap sweetness; instead, it was magnetic and distant, demanding respect and threatening from the shadows like a sphinx. It has a distinguished complexity. Today, though memory mythologizes, the current version differs little: it’s vigorous, narcotic, and animalic, yet it pairs well with Parisian and Milanese elegance. It’s flawlessly assembled; nothing clashes. It highlights the carnation and a liquorice plum. It’s a chameleonic dance of notes: rich anise, clean galbanum, neroli swaying with benzoin, nutmeg, and heliotrope singing softly here. What a galia, an elixir to die of pleasure. Respect it, surrender to it, and let it drag you into its olfactory abyss. Enjoy this sorceress.

• Sidonie

  February 10, 2022

  

  During my adolescence, back in the mid-80s, I’d browse my aunt’s Telvas, and the designer who fascinated me most was a woman of serene Germanic beauty with features similar to Romy Schneider. I wasn’t fascinated by Dior’s giant bows, Christian Lacroix’s baroque lace, or Yves Saint Laurent’s electric blues. I was fascinated by her, Jil, with her washed face and clean-cut, minimalist jacket suits. However, Jil Sander No. 4 does not correspond at all to the simplicity of her runway designs. I had the pleasure of meeting vintage Jil Sander No. 4 while working as an au pair in Germany many years ago. The mother of the children I cared for had a bottle in her vanity, and one day, in her absence and surreptitiously, I sprayed a little. It was one of several olfactory epiphanies I’ve had in my life. The word that best defined that encounter was “enigma.” It had a noble and stately bearing and did not show the vanilla-brutalism of other German perfumes of the time. And that’s because back then in Germany, even the bratwurst and ribs smelled of vanilla. Oh, that Joop Le Bain a.c. (a.c. = before the castration Coty inflicted on it) or the Marberts… Those vanillas were mythological. But Jil Sander No. 4 was made of different stuff and showed no intention of seducing you with greedy flattery. It was magnetic yet distant. It demanded respect and threatened from the shadows, like that Ingres Sphinx eager to devour Oedipus. It claimed its complexity and had a distinguished gravitas I had never perceived in other perfumes before. Memory fails and tends to mythologize, but I’d say current Jil Sander No. 4 differs very little from the vintage. It’s vigorous, narcotic, and animalic, yet capable of getting along with the crème de la crème of Parisian and Milanese elegance. And what a perfect assembly. Nothing clashes, nothing goes out of tune, like a well-tuned choir, even if it’s of perverse sphinxes. The carnation and a liquorice plum stand out, reminiscent of Ted Lapidus’s Rumba. However, since its release, Jil Sander No. 4 has performed a true exhibition of chameleonic ability and versatility. All the notes engage in an era dance (or rather, a witches’ sabbath), spinning, crossing, and intertwining. How can such rich anise and such clean, delicate galbanum exist? The neroli lets itself be swayed by a balanced benzoin, a subtle nutmeg, and a heliotrope that screams in other perfumes but sings pianissimo here. What a galia… A tremendous elixir. A potion to die of pleasure. Respect this sphinx, surrender to her, and don’t be Oedipuses, for she won’t kill you. Let yourselves be seduced and dragged into the bottomless abyss she opens from her very first note. Enjoy a sweet free fall without an end, and meanwhile, don’t stop smelling. Let yourselves be carried away and try to guess her like a riddle. And pretend you don’t solve it, even though you have. Enjoy the company of this sorceress, who deserves it.

• VainillaDulce

  August 20, 2023

  

  Jil Sander No. 4 is pure vintage; it smells like brave women in neon, bright-colored dresses, heavy makeup, and teased hair. It captures the best of the era: the plum of Poison, the spicy warmth of Youth Dew, and the creaminess of Ysatis. It’s a mix of many perfumes in one, and even though it’s reformulated, it remains intense. Upon application, you detect galbanum and sweet plum with florals, followed by a spicy hint of anise, neroli, clove, rose, nutmeg, and ylang-ylang that blend into a single floral note. By the end of the day, myrrh, sandalwood, vanilla, tonka bean, and oakmoss shine through. Everything is perfectly balanced. I won’t assign an age, but I don’t see it on a child, though it would smell incredible on young skin. On my skin, it lasts over 12 hours with strong projection for the first 4 hours, then moderate. Ideal for fresh, open days.

• VainillaDulce

  September 1, 2023

  

  Jil Sander No. 4 is a vintage composition perfume that smells like bold, strong, striking women in intense, contrasting bright-colored dresses, large prints, heavy makeup with intense tones and neons, hair with kilos of hairspray and teased, smelling of the past, joy, and women with an overwhelming presence. This perfume encompasses characteristics of many fragrances from the era; it has that sweet plum that reminds you of Poison, that warmth full of spices and sweetness reminiscent of Youth Dew, that creamy quality that brings to mind Ysatis; it’s many perfumes encompassed in one, and that is one of the characteristics I love most about Jil Sander No. 4: that even with its reformulations, it remains very intense, packing many vintages into one. Upon atomizing it, the first thing I feel is a strong charge of galbanum with very sweet plum and florals, then for moments a spicy anise appears, giving way to neroli, clove, roses, nutmeg, ylang-ylang, so many and so many flowers that they become one, allowing the petals of each to shine at times, and in its base phase, myrrh, sandalwood, vanilla, tonka bean, and oakmoss resplendish. This is a little bit of everything perfectly balanced. I’m not one to assign ages to perfumes, however, I don’t see this on a young girl, though I would get immense pleasure smelling these jewels on young skin; they would smell like no one else, and no one would smell like them. Longevity on my skin is over 12 hours, with strong projection for the first 4 hours and then moderate; I use it on fresh days and open spaces.