Massimo Dutti by Massimo Dutti
Men 1988
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Massimo Dutti by Massimo Dutti is an aromatic fougère fragrance for men. Launched in 1988, this composition was created by perfumer Ramon Monegal. Upon opening, bergamot, Amalfi lemon, and lavender provide a fresh, citrusy top note. The heart reveals a spicy-floral blend featuring nutmeg, clove, jasmine, cinnamon, and lily of the valley. The base settles on oakmoss, sandalwood, French labdanum,…
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About Massimo Dutti
Massimo Dutti by Massimo Dutti is an aromatic fougère fragrance for men. Launched in 1988, this composition was created by perfumer Ramon Monegal. Upon opening, bergamot, Amalfi lemon, and lavender provide a fresh, citrusy top note. The heart reveals a spicy-floral blend featuring nutmeg, clove, jasmine, cinnamon, and lily of the valley. The base settles on oakmoss, sandalwood, French labdanum, patchouli, and musk, offering a warm, woody foundation.
Flowers Spices White flowers Woods and mosses
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Longevity
Leading answer Moderate
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Sillage
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Character
Leading answer Traditionally masculine
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Value perception
Leading answer Good value
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Boucheron Singulier for men smells very similar right out of the bottle. If you’ve never tried it or want to recapture this incredible scent, I highly recommend giving it a go.
There are fragrances you don’t remember for their notes, but for how they make you feel. Massimo Dutti is one of them. I haven’t used it in years and can’t describe it precisely now, but I’m sure: if I smelled it today, I’d recognize it instantly. It had identity, elegance, cleanliness, and masculinity, very on-brand. It didn’t try too hard to stand out, but it had a very recognizable presence. It was a scent that accompanied you, fit effortlessly, and became part of your daily routine. It wasn’t modern or groundbreaking, nor was it generic; it had that timeless touch that’s hard to find today. A well-dressed, serious, and easy-to-wear aroma that conveyed order, tranquility, and good taste. The kind that doesn’t get old and, without you realizing it, gets etched into your memory. It’s discontinued now, which makes it even more special. Not because of its projection or longevity, but because of the mark it left. Massimo Dutti wasn’t just a perfume; it was a stage, a memory, a personal signature. Some scents fade quickly; this one doesn’t. Rating (from memory): 7/10.
What a nostalgia trip! It was my first fragrance ever (back in high school). I’d love to have it and smell it again; does anyone know where to get it without having to mortgage the house?
I remember a spring morning in 1993, a year I repeated my grade and shared a desk with another repeater in that endless 6th grade. I arrived earlier than usual, and just as the teacher was about to start, my classmate Javier sat down. As he passed behind me, an almost heavenly scent invaded me, intensifying when he took off his jacket. I’d never heard Javier smell like that before. A few minutes later, with the teacher already talking, I quietly asked what cologne he was wearing. He told me he’d grabbed it from his dad’s closet; it was Massimo Dutti. At that moment, the teacher shouted, ‘Shh, silence!’ pointing directly at us in the front row. His gaze burned us. Immediately, I wrote the name of the cologne in my math notebook. That day, I couldn’t think of anything else but feeling the waves of that exquisite aroma. He used it for several days until the bottle ran out, and his dad hid the next one in a spot he could never reach. Overwhelmed by the beauty of the fragrance, at noon I gathered my courage and told my dad, ‘You have to buy yourself the Massimo Dutti cologne.’ He replied, half-surprised and offended, ‘That doesn’t even reach Brummel or the sole of my shoe.’ I ordered him to buy it. Two seconds later, he settled it: ‘That’s not a cologne for 12-year-old kids. When you’re older, I’ll buy it for you.’ And so I did years later, not just for the money, but because I couldn’t forget that aroma that stirred me up inside that morning. Today I secretly mourn the absence of Massimo Dutti as I mourn the absence of my father, searching for answers where I know there are none. Sometimes I feel the certainty that this world is a drifting ship where everything precipitates overboard and never returns, even what you love most. It is then that I feel a terrible fear.
It was one of those first spring mornings in 1993. That year I was repeating a grade and shared a desk with another repeater in an endless 6th grade E.G.B. class. That day I arrived earlier than usual. I was sitting when, two minutes later, my classmate appeared just before the teacher started. As he passed behind me to sit down, an almost celestial aroma invaded me. The sensation grew when he took off his backpack and jacket and left them on the back of the chair. Javier never smelled like that, I thought in surprise. Minutes later I couldn’t hold it in; even though the teacher was already explaining with a barely audible voice, I asked him what cologne he was wearing. -I got it from my dad’s closet. It’s Massimo Dutti-, he blurted out. At that moment, a ‘Shh, silence!’ came directly from the teacher towards us. It wasn’t hard to catch on: we were both sitting in the first two desks of the front row. His inquisitive gaze burned our pupils like red-hot iron. Immediately, I wrote the name of the cologne in my math notebook. That day I couldn’t focus on anything other than feeling the bursts of that excellent aroma. He kept using it for several days until the liquid gold ran out, and his dad hid the next bottle in a remote place he could never reach. Tremendously stunned by the beauty of the fragrance, when I got home at noon I gathered my courage and faced my dad’s gaze: -You have to buy yourself the Massimo Dutti cologne, Dad-, I blurted out. -Massimo Dutti? That doesn’t even reach Brummel or the sole of your shoe-, he replied, offended by my attempt to dethrone his lifelong cologne. -Then buy it for me-, I dared to order him. Two seconds later he settled the matter: -That’s not a cologne for 12-year-old kids. When you’re older, I’ll buy it for you. And so I did years later, not just for the money, but when, unable to forget that aroma that stirred me inside, I felt mature enough to wear such a potion of elegance. Today I secretly mourn the absence of Massimo Dutti as I mourn my dad every day, and I keep looking for answers where I know there aren’t any. Sometimes, only sometimes, I stumble upon the certainty that this world is a drifting ship where everything precipitates overboard and never returns. Even what you love most. And that’s when I feel a terrible fear.
Let my nose be the excuse, as I almost confused it with Dana’s SQUASH; just so you know, I have a bottle of each right next to me. No, I only noticed the difference because I smelled them one after the other almost simultaneously. Some fragrances must be left for memory, and Massimo Dutti is one of them. I have the Antonio Puig version and the Myrurgia one (which is a bit old now); one day I’ll see if I can find the 7 differences.
This scent is more an evocation of memories than a normal review. Images of my dad using it in the 90s come to mind. For example, after a shower, he wore it very generously. That mossy, greenish scent floated among the steam of the hot water. I also remember our car trips to my grandparents’ house. Most Sundays, the whole family would pile into my dad’s red Ford Fiesta to go to Málaga. Those trips on the slow secondary roads seemed endless and lasted over 4 hours. I remember being overwhelmed by a strange apathy on the way back. It was a bittersweet feeling, I don’t know if because of the evening coming or those Sabina songs on loop that sounded even sadder. It’s curious how I’ve felt that same bewildered sadness on my afternoons lately. My dad hasn’t used it in years, but I still remember it vividly.
This smells more like memories than perfume. It brings my father from the 90s to mind, spraying it on after his shower. That mossy, greeny tone floated among the steam. It also evokes our trips in the red Ford Fiesta to Malaga, those endless Sundays on secondary roads. I return home with a strange lethargy, mixed with the sadness of Sabina’s songs on repeat. A strange sadness that invades me on Sunday afternoons. My father no longer uses it, but I remember it with vivid clarity.
I used it in high school, and now, at my parents’ house, I found a forgotten box with a 100ml bottle next to his aftershave. What a treat to remember a fragrance loaded with stories. It smells delicious; my sense of smell isn’t refined, but I feel it’s a fresh, masculine perfume from another era. Upon smelling it, I think of my father freshly shaved or my uncle before heading to work. It is undoubtedly the scent of 90s men.
A classic you’d wear in the 90s to party zones and receive compliments. Fresh and easy to use, ideal for daytime and spring. What a pity it’s no longer manufactured. Update: When did they decide to stop? Bad decision. It’s a staple, a must-have. In my life, I’ve gone through ten bottles without hesitation. Very wearable and charming. If they bring it back, I’ll definitely buy it.
A classic that brings back memories of good times. I’d love to try it right now!
To relive the 90s (in my case, university) with an almost exact copy, close to its first formula, try Golden Wasser by Instituto Español. It’s cheap (10-12 euros), a 200ml bottle with a splash. Both the box and the bottle unintentionally recall the original without trying to be a dupe. The best part is the aroma, which will last thanks to this century-old fragrance house, which has some tricks up its sleeve to stay relevant.
For anyone wanting to relive the 90s (in my case, college) with an almost exact copy close to the original formula, try Golden Wasser by Instituto Español. Cheap (10-12 euros), 200 ml bottle with a splash. Both the box and the bottle recall, without trying to be a dupe, the original. But the best part is the aroma, which will persist in the market thanks to this century-old fragrance house, which has a few gems not to be missed.
I remember the bottle used to be elongated with a golfer on it; a fresh scent that got you compliments. I used several bottles before trying others, and years later I bought it again with the current design until they discontinued it. It doesn’t smell the same anymore; it seems like a fresher perfume but without the magic of before. I’m not sure if it was reformulated or if after smelling it so much it no longer captivates me like before, but I think it wasn’t the same as in its early days.
I always wonder why they discontinued this gem. It smelled incredible. Although soft, it was very masculine, elegant, and classy. I loved that touch of nutmeg and the contrast between citrus and oakmoss. I miss smelling something like this so much.
I always wonder why they discontinued it. It smelled tremendously good. Although somewhat soft, it was very masculine, elegant, and classy. I loved that hint of nutmeg and the contrast between the citrus and the oakmoss. It’s sorely missed to smell something like that.
If you think you’re too young for this, you’re not. It’s well-made despite not lasting long. The special thing is the rapid evolution of notes: juicy lemon with lavender that then shifts to nutmeg, crowned by oakmoss and patchouli. It’s a pleasant finish, delicate but sensual, ideal for work and for flirting if it lasted longer. Massimo Dutti EDT is fine for many situations; it brings smiles and respects the work of Ramon Monegal. I’ll keep using it with pride, even for shopping.
My girlfriend gifted me the set with eau de toilette, deodorant, and aftershave. At first, I didn’t like it; I was only attracted to commercial scents like Puig or Paco Rabanne. I used it to please her, but it felt spicy and dated to me. Now that I’m opening up to perfumes, I see that strong spicy blend has incredible nuances: nutmeg, clove, cinnamon, citrus, and sandalwood. It’s not for sweet-toothed tastes, but now I appreciate it. If it lasted longer, it would be perfect. It’s an aroma from the late 80s, better than many luxury ones from that era. I don’t see why pay so much for Polo Ralph Lauren when we have Massimo Dutti or Agua Brava, which would be worth much more if they were foreign designer brands.
My girlfriend gifted me a set of eau de toilette, deodorant, and aftershave. At first, I didn’t like it. I was only attracted to commercial scents like what Puig makes now with Paco Rabanne (One Million, Invictus, etc.). She’d put it on me occasionally to please me: ‘Smell, I put on the perfume you gave me.’ But it didn’t attract me; I noticed it was very spicy and outdated. Now I’m getting into perfume nuances and appreciating things. It’s true that at the start that spicy, peppery note is strong, but it has an impressive amount of nuances: nutmeg, cloves, spicy cinnamon, citrus, sandalwood, etc. It’s not for modern sweet tastes, but now that I’m more attracted to perfumes, I think it’s something worth valuing. If it lasted a bit longer on skin, it would be perfect. It’s an end-of-the-80s scent, but much better than some luxury ones from that era. For example, I don’t see why paying so much for Polo Ralph Lauren when we have Massimo Dutti or Agua Brava; if these two were by a foreign designer, they would cost much more.
A sad goodbye… I was 15 when I used it for the first time. It’s incredible that now they say it smells like an older gentleman. I alternated it with Hugo Boss, Ultraviolet, and M7, but it was my fragrance for school and afternoons. Yesterday I smelled it and memories of adolescence flooded back; it’s amazing how a scent unlocks so many memories after 20 years. I liked it a lot, but M7 dominated and became my daily. Today I regret it because I missed out on others from that era. I had it in splash and in 100 and 200 ml because the Three Kings brought me bottles from the East until almost a decade ago. I don’t keep any with atomizers; they’re all splash. I also had the Sport version, a bomb that lasted hours. It never smelled citrusy to me, which I’m grateful for because I can’t handle dominant citrus, nor lavender or iris. It always smelled like a distinct nutmeg different from Cacharel, with cinnamon and a woody base with a subtle moss. I remember applying it in the morning at 7:30 and arriving at 14:30 still smelling it, although I always used a lot. It’s sad to say goodbye to something that shared your life, but this will be the goodbye to a fragrance as typical as many from Puig.
@Cochipotamo, the clone would be Grey Vetiver, which came out 21 years later, but Massimo Dutti is by Ramon Monegal, one of the greats. What an underrated perfume for being Spanish and affordable. Obviously, it doesn’t last long now due to reformulations, but before it performed amazingly and smelled like the classics. A piece of personal and Spanish perfumery history is dying.
Unfortunately, they’ve discontinued it.
Sometimes we value foreign things more than Spanish ones. This fragrance competes with expensive designer perfumes. I agree it resembles Cacharel pour homme, although the French one is more intense. Massimo Dutti has a citrus opening that shifts to herbal with spices. It’s true that the trail and longevity aren’t high, but for the price, it does well. Unfortunately, they no longer produce it and it doesn’t appear on their website. What a pity, because for 20-25 euros it was a good choice. I don’t see it as unisex at all. Final note 7.
Bottled nostalgia. A clean and classic fragrance, ideal for home. It lasts a breath, but for the price, you can’t ask for more. I had it in a combo with deodorant, aftershave, and shower gel; the latter two performed better. It disappears in about an hour. Nutmeg and lemon.
To me, it smells like clove with a citrus twist. It’s incredibly addictive, a truly pleasant scent.
In my opinion, it’s a clone of Tom Ford’s Grey Vetiver. If it lasted longer, it would be spectacular; it’s a shame it’s now skin-scent only. Good perfume for the price.
I was happy to find another bottle of Massimo Dutti by Myrurgia. I believe a perfume is an emotion, and this one holds so many. These original versions bring back good memories effortlessly. It launched in the late eighties when we were just starting to choose our first fragrances, which eventually replaced the colognes our relatives used to give us. I love its citrus, nutmeg, and oakmoss notes. It has become a classic for me.
Another freshie from my adolescence. It smelled very soft and fresh. I loved it; there was no spray, so you applied it like liquid gold.
Massimo Dutti. Good evening, I bought it a long time ago (when it was very trendy) as a gift for my brother, who is as much of a perfume lover as I am. He loved it. Recently, I bought it for a son who is young and more of a gourmet; he also added it to his collection. Now I bought it again for a friend, but I couldn’t resist keeping it for myself. I love all the trends (even though I’m a fan of oriental scents). I’ll buy another one for him soon… It’s fresh, ideal for spring and summer, with weak longevity and a soft, non-intrusive trail. Perfect for post-workout showers or eating at a beach shack. Also great for relaxing on the couch with music. It’s unisex and has a glorious opening of incense-lavender that quickly transitions to citrus, moss, and spices. If the top notes lasted longer, it would be one of my favorites. Oh! The quality-to-price ratio is unbeatable. It won’t be missing from my collection. Greetings.
My first cologne. The best quality-to-price ratio. It’s one of those scents that people enjoy smelling on others more than the wearer does. A marvel. Unique and exceptional.