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Paloma Picasso
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Paloma Picasso by Paloma Picasso is a floral chypre fragrance for women. Launched in 1984, the nose behind this composition is Francis Bocris. The top notes reveal a bouquet of carnation, coriander, rose, angelica, neroli, bergamot, and Amalfi lemon. The heart of the fragrance is built around patchouli, hyacinth, jasmine, ylang-ylang, and mimosa, while the base notes land on a warm, animalic foundation of oakmoss, galbanum, castoreum, vetiver, sandalwood, musk, and amber.
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Just like they describe it! As for sex, they almost describe a pair of lions marking their territory. And honestly, it smells old lady to me. Vegetal decay, I don’t know, maybe the slap part is true, but the sensual and orgasmic stuff isn’t. It is warm; if I were to wear it, I’d put a dab behind my ears so I don’t feel it all the time. I’ve had fun reading those reviews, almost like erotic novels.
Well… I wasn’t going to review this gem because there were too many and they were so good, but I don’t understand how people write such superficial reviews about creations as complex as Paloma Picasso. I don’t know if it’s due to lack of experience, age, following trends, or simply that they lack a nose. This work emerged boldly in the 80s and became an icon of the era. The standout is that it transcended to today, something we can’t say about many current fragrances, which are sugary and caramelized (all the same and unimaginable) that the masses smell without knowing which one it is. If someone walks by wearing Paloma Picasso, everyone says they’re wearing Paloma Picasso; their identity is beyond debate. So, respect, please! And let’s clarify that fragrances have neither sex nor age; it only depends on the attitude with which you wear them. Try it, like it, and wear it, no matter what the rest think.
This is definitely one of the darkest floral Chypres of the 80s. Paloma is the quintessential Latin villainess fragrance: opulent, extravagant, dramatic, and intense. But where it really shines is in its animalic notes, which stand out more than in any other Chypre from that decade, making it complicated and rebellious, yet also intriguing and mysterious. Still, despite its hardness, it has a very marked creamy side (probably from the mimosa) and a dreamy green moss note. The carnation shines above all the flowers, but the hyacinth provides excellent support; they complement each other perfectly. Citrus touches wrap around it without being too demanding. I have the Eau de Parfum Splash version and it’s mind-blowing; as it settles, it reveals more of its talc-like and spicy side.
An atomic, radioactive, diabolical, and lustful fragrance evoking extreme lascivious elegance. Animalic, wild, sexual, and sensual in its purest form with incredible splendor. I don’t see it as a feminine scent, but rather unisex; when I wear it, the rose and cilantro come through with a hint of clove that, even though it’s not in the formula, hits me so hard. It’s a finely ambrosial, divinely earthly work of art that suits me perfectly, and my mother adores it too. It’s one of the scents I love and idolize. Its longevity is eternally generous, like a truly compliant lover.
The scent hooked me on my grandmother’s skin; she looked super elegant and mysterious. But when I wore it… zero. It was unbearable. It sounded impertinent, bitter, dark, even twisted. It was my worst purchase alongside Dune, which also gives me the most unpleasant physical sensations.
PALOMA PICASSO: I bought it a while ago, but my nose wasn’t used to chypres, so I gifted it to my mom, who looks spectacular in it thanks to her personality. However, in recent months I’ve had good experiences with others (Knowing, Diva, Animale, Magie Noire), so I decided to give it another try. This time, the scent captivated me: it’s powerful with a strong character. I mainly detect carnation, cilantro, and rose. It feels like a fragrance with presence and great class. I’d love to wear it for events or even daily, depending on the amount. Its trail is medium, and the longevity exceeds 12 hours. I absolutely recommend this fragrance to those tired of the uniformity of trends and looking for something more. Greetings from Chile.
Gothic and fatal goddess. It carries a floral incense with musk. A limited formula, dark and animalic composition like a stealthy panther. Civet takes the lead alongside mimosa and a sharp carnation. A cold embrace like ice, penetrating like a bullet on a Moscow night. A police novel with a widow seeking revenge. A vampire matriarch protecting her children with sword and elegant death dance. There is no chypre with an oriental soul and heart that Paloma can surpass. The marine base reminds me of a walk in Santorini, a Mediterranean delight where fresh basil and chamomile are mixed with the sea mist. It’s worth the price and delivers what it promises. 20 hours on my skin and the intensity doesn’t fade. It emerges when I work out, and that’s when I feel the marine and herbal tones.
Testing it as I type this. I agree with Kaethra’s personification: it’s dry, almost cold, with herbal nuances and a lot of complexity. I feel it changes significantly depending on the weather. Adding to what she said, it smells like a Fellini film—a hidden expression bomb tucked away in a beautiful but discreet bottle. Edit: months later, I managed to get a vintage bottle with a cap instead of a spray. It’s marvelous; I’ve always been complimented when I wear it. The opening is intense, hesperidic, slightly pseudo-artificial, but evolves a lot. The heart is floral leaning citrus, unisex, balanced, totally attractive, energizing, and professional, like signature fragrances. At the end, the moss appears, becoming warm and herbaceous, also wonderful. Now I want to try the recent EDPs (so I can save the precious vintage for special occasions). In summer, it accentuates fresh citrus; in winter, it turns sweeter and warmer.
Seduced by the discount, I bought the 100ml bottle online from Notino and, upon receiving it, opened the box to meet Paloma. I read it was impressive with great sillage and longevity… On my skin, it vanished in 20 minutes. Only a light soapy trace remained. I apply perfume generously, but sadly, mysterious Paloma transformed into a scared, timid sparrow. I’m very disappointed. I think I’ll go to a perfume store to check the similarity and see if that perfume neutralizes my skin or if I got a knockoff.
It was the quintessential 80s icon, with that relentless advertising and Picasso’s angular face on fashion covers. Back then, as a teenager, I saw pure glamour: unreachable yet omnipresent. It doesn’t represent the 80s so much as the 30s and 40s—the perfume of the femme fatale reincarnated as Dietrich or Garbo, golden Hollywood. On my skin today, it’s dominated by the carnation: a blazing Andalusian red, a tribute to its Malaga roots, sensual and harmonious with ethereal sandalwood woods, anchored by an earthy, decadent patchouli. In the end, it smells like luxury soap: a diva in an old bathtub full of bubbles, singing a copla before a romance. Picasso created something complex, over-the-top, and tipsy. It triumphed in the 80s; today it’s exclusive and faithful. Those who wear it don’t change it and enjoy it for years. Performance has dropped, but not the price: it’s still expensive. I noticed the carnation has taken over the animalic and amber notes that gave it such superb longevity; I suppose bans and synthetics are to blame. Still, it has personality and glamour. Its sillage is elegant and sophisticated. Now I see it as more daytime, ideal for powerful executive women. It represents the decadent glamour of a strong, authoritative woman. A masterpiece of perfumery.
Anna Cé, the one that’s all opaque, isn’t it another one, the Paloma Picasso Mon Parfum?
On my skin, the oak moss, vetiver, and sandalwood embrace the amber, fusing and giving me the delicious sensation of being by a fireplace, like freshly burned wood without a smoke smell. This gives it a masculine touch that I love. But soon the Ylang Ylang enters with the animal notes, and everything goes to hell (I don’t like them).
Sad to share with @AnnaCé and @Nanatere13. I opened the Paloma Picasso EDP I bought a month ago and… what happened??? It smells almost the same but is soft, shy, like a cologne. On my skin, it lasted only ten minutes and left a faint trail that disappeared quickly. I use the old version for over 20 years; it was always powerful, invasive, exquisite, glorious, and intoxicating, with a heavy, long-lasting trail… This is a joke. Cruel. Oh well! We’ll have to look for earlier versions of these past glories.
We’ll all say there’s no age or gender in perfumes, but that doesn’t apply here. Paloma Picasso EDP is complex, selective, and elitist. It’s not just any perfume; the name tells you everything. To wear it, you need a lot of glamour or mystery. Age doesn’t matter; maturity is required, and above all, excessive confidence. I can’t imagine a shy person wearing this. You don’t need to show off; the perfume does it for you. You arrive and, without saying a word, you impose, intrigue, and intimidate; everyone knows you’re not just anyone. It smells like POWER. It’s complex, like a fine wine; you have to taste it. Strong notes between flowers, woods, and that extra animal touch that makes it unique. I imagine a white woman with black hair, dressed in black, red lips and nails, heavy eyeliner, high heels. A vampire. Or an 80s woman with burgundy hair, excessive makeup, gold jewelry, heels, flawless. Or a formal man in black, mysterious, few words, unsettling, making you wonder if he’s alive or supernatural. P.S.: It’s my mother’s favorite and signature scent since she was young, along with Mystère de Rochas (which no longer exists, what a pity). Of those two, I felt they suited her personality. As a child, I loved being hugged when she wore them; the perfume lingered all day, and I felt protected. That’s why I have special affection for them. When she wears it, it reminds me of childhood and makes me happy.
I wanted to try it thanks to a vintage miniature I borrowed. It’s true that it reminds me of Magie Noire by Lancôme, although Magie Noire is more honeyed, spiced, and dark due to the incense. Paloma Picasso has a more soapy, deep evolution and is totally unisex, like the Magno shower gel by La Toja. In the dry-down, the oak moss stands out, reminding me of Eau de Lancaster. I admit that in the first half-hour it was unbearable, but over time it convinced me. I don’t imagine it for shy or reserved women, but for those with character. It’s a scent that says ‘I’m here’; if you don’t like it, you endure it. I wouldn’t wear it myself, but it’s a good perfume. Although it lasts a long time, on my skin it didn’t last as much as I expected.
It brings me very bad memories. My mom uses it, and it was so strong on her that it made me nauseous. I know it’s a glorious classic for many, but for me, it was a horror. I can’t stand the smell; it bothers me even now. Its trail is tremendous.
I find it interesting and glamorous. My mother used it since she was in her 30s, and when I entered adolescence, I was encouraged to try it, and I loved it! (though it’s usually for older people). I have a lot of affection for it because it was one of the first I used, although for now I prefer to keep discovering new things. 💖
The fact that a women’s perfume feels almost masculine after 35 years says a lot about the 80s. There’s nothing like this style today, except for languid florals that aren’t for men anymore. The 80s night was dark and wild; the killer chypre reigned. They advertised silk models, but Conan the Barbarian would fit right in. Extreme seduction, ruthless nature, decadence, and danger. Paloma Picasso is the epitome: it can raise the dead. Knowing was fruity, La Nuit soapy and clay-like (my favorite), Eau de Soir intellectual, Diva Parisian. Picasso is the unfeeling one: she feels nothing, suffers nothing, and doesn’t want to please. If you get hooked, ask for permission; this is arrogance and insolence. I prefer the base notes: piney moss. The opening is a sharp blast of sharp moss and spicy cilantro that melts steel. The moss is dry, with sour sweetness and cilantro/hempseed smoke. I don’t feel the animal aspect as much as in La Nuit or Parfum de Peau; here it’s cilantro, moss, and varnished carnations, cawing like crows. A forest tone with turpentine, raw or dead wood. Related to Eau de Soir due to the woody patchouli. I’m not comfortable with the acidity; I’m missing earth, musk, rain, and mud. It’s a perverse, hypnotic masterpiece. Picasso didn’t like it, but it entered the pantheon of the best. P.S.: Magnificent perfumes work better with sober outfits. They’re selfish, for people who use few colors, don’t change their hair, and know you don’t need to say thank you. It’s the Self, the Ego made into fragrance. A beauty.
A perfume with an attitude. Nothing subtle, shy, cheesy, or sweet. It’s elegant, intense, and noticeable; it demands a lot of personality (or it puts it on you). It’s a chypre with a strong presence, far removed from today’s trends. Very animalic, with standout base notes. A masterpiece of the 80s. You need a trained nose to appreciate this gem. Not suitable for noses accustomed to gourmand or sweet scents.
Key word: singular. It’s not for everyone—a groundbreaking 80s unisex gem that has become timeless. Not for teens; it’s one of those scents you either love or hate. Some hated it at first before becoming addicted and buying it repeatedly. Enigmatic, intense, elegant, and sensual, it stands out among thousands. The animal notes feel like wild elixirs that teleport me. The floral profile is dominated by carnation, with less citrus, though that depends on pH. I repeat: it’s not for every nose. If you gift it, proceed with caution and check if they’ll like it.
Mina Harker has gone for a walk. When I first met this perfume I was a teenager and it didn’t catch my attention; I was more into my first love in perfumery CK One. Recently someone offered me a miniature and upon smelling it the first thing that came to my mind was the image of a woman with very pale skin black hair and red lips; the advertising was so well done that almost 30 years later I could evoke Paloma Picasso. One could say it is at once muse model and creator of a work of art; a well-crafted intense sophisticated and impactful perfume. It’s not for any occasion; it’s for the night or a work meeting where you want to impose yourself. Although perfumes don’t have age in my opinion it should be worn from age 30 due to its sophistication and audacity; using one like this in the era of post-grads would make you a vampire among teenagers dressed in spotless black with the only touch of color being blood-red or intense red lips. As you enter the room everyone will smell that strange scent they will look at you raise an eyebrow and continue on their way because if they smile they’ll see your fangs. Great longevity and projection just like any 80s perfume. Searching my memory I was reminded of a scent I smelled recently: La Panthère de Cartier; it must be the use of moss rose and patchouli; both have that vintage air and make you think of something feline or a hunter in the urban jungle. I hope they haven’t discontinued this work of art.
I bought it for my mother who said it was a perfume she never had that upon smelling it she felt that that’s the one! but she never could get it; a colleague from her old job had one. I never saw the ads or anything just the red box with black and gold leaves. Upon smelling it I’m sure I had smelled it before; it feels like my mom’s scent even though she never had it. Haha maybe she found similar notes in her life. It’s special; within the vintage context (it has that ambery thing from the era) it’s modern youthful and fresh. I smell the carnation and in its trail it reminds me of Chloe’s Rose Bouton but with a soft spicy prickle and sandalwood always present. Rich I think of elegance black color sophistication but at the same time slightly soapy with the musk mimosa and angelica. Intriguing mysterious seductive too elegant for what I usually use but it catches my attention. I imagine a woman in a black blazer driving her black leather car independent and with personality but with a soft side secretly and rosy cheeks. Coincidentally reading the reviews seemed like reading about my mom; she also has a strong character. I hope she likes it because I almost kept it for myself haha.
A journey with a fragrance from the past evoking a comfortably soft sensation; it’s always something special. Perfumes from back then were olfactory bombs formulated to magnify their animal energy by elevating the volume of the notes instead of letting them whisper their power. I find the scent relatively angular almost rough. But it leaves halos of extraordinary sophistication and strict elegance around you. This floral-animal Chypre creation presents a notable explosion of civet and aldehydes in its opening combined with roses carnation and hyacinth (which I perceive most). Coriander and mimosa surround the flowers both narcotic (jasmine ylang-ylang) transposing them to another more powerful level. Green floral woody spicy mossy and animal Paloma Picasso is feminine in a very unconventional way; it draws a woman who knows what life is not pink and pure. I’d say it’s among the best Chypres ever composed; it’s that complex and beautiful. It might seem too angular noisy colorful opulent and sharp in some phase… But yes it suits an independent and confident person.
Sensual and carnal aroma a tangle of legs between sheets at night into lust.
On my skin the first 15 minutes smell weird thanks to those heavy notes of moss aldehyde and castoreum (if you have cats your scent will smell like wild cat due to the aldehyde; I tested it on mine). Then it softens and becomes sophisticated highlighting the carnation. It’s vintage but not heavy like others; I like it even though it’s annoying at first. EDIT: At first it smells like resins woods and spices but if you hold it away from your face you notice a milky and fruity sweetness. SUMMARY: Up close it smells like a resinous base and aldehyde which others will notice somewhat overwhelming; test before buying.
Paloma Picasso doesn’t seem to me to be as fierce a Chypre as they paint it. Of course the bottle I have is a recent production… If it was a very animalistic Chypre then now the beast is somewhat hidden in the thick foliage but it still has bite so I imagine the 80s version would have been ready to snap at the air. If its presence was like its owner’s it must have been intimidating. Back then and for several years the ad was heavily publicized in couché paper pages and it was rare to find a Hola without the full-page photo of a glacial Paloma Picasso trying to hide between her red-gloved hands a murderous grimace that rivaled Jeanne Moreau’s in The Bride Wore Black. I read other reviews defining it as harsh and stinging. I don’t think it was born to awaken affection or sympathy but there are more aggressive Chypres in its line I testify (Chique by Milton Lloyd for example is a borderline almost masculine scent that pulls out the knife before you have time to say hello . Starting from there I expected a monster of bitterness and although its opening is somewhat astringent it doesn’t feel that aggressive to me. The audacity of opening with a coriander-fennel and anise carnation won me over from minute one and that intense spicy explosive carnation has placed Paloma Picasso at the top of my personal perfume ranking with this note. I kept looking for bitterness but on the contrary the carnation sweetens with mimosa and gains body with creamy ylang-ylang and patchouli. As it dries the animalistic aspect begins to appear light and muted by the moss but uniform and velvety. Rich and opulent I’m just frustrated that it projects reasonably well for only 3 or 4 hours and doesn’t become the invasive monster I imagined. On the skin it lasts about 10 hours and I suspect it loses considerably in performance compared to its first version. I find a lot in common with Jil Sander No. 4: the licorice quality (anise in Jil’s case angelica in Paloma’s) the warm prickle of coriander powerful flowers like carnation and ylang-ylang and the dark earthiness of the moss and an amber aldehyde which is more intense and refined in my opinion in Jil Sander No. 4. And the sharp challenging gazes of their respective mothers two untamed independent lionesses who followed their own path and dared to go hunting alone in the perfume savannah of the 80s. In a decade where music videos (those that aired on TV not Facebook or YouTube) and advertising generally presented a hyper-feminized woman with no purpose other than to conquer the opposite sex with pouty faces they dared to make their distant untamed attitude a weapon of seduction.
I’m a man but I want to tell you what happened with this perfume. I’ve always liked its scent and actually use it but one day I put it in my backpack and accidentally broke the bottle. When I got on the bus a guy was sitting in the front stood up and sat next to me. He started chatting with me and I concluded that this perfume has a huge power but specifically with women. Why is it a totally feminine scent? I also use Minotauro which I think is aphrodisiac; both of them are.
Greenness mossiness and elegant almost medicinal earth. It has a small but very present floral sparkle thanks to the carnation. Of course it’s a vintage scent from an era when Cabochard Chanel 19 Magie Noire or Amazone were successful. They were the sought-after sophisticated green femininity starting in the 70s. The green combined with the red. Roots plants and moss combined with a bouquet of carnations that balances the whole green aspect. Vintage green florality.
I bought Paloma Picasso as a dupe for Paulvic: Scarf which is sold in Argentina. I was intrigued by that distinct floral scent; it was all about the carnations. When Paloma Picasso finally arrived I was amazed by the packaging—the black box contrasting with intense red and the bottle looks incredible. But when I first sprayed it I was disappointed; it was a very earthy dry almost rotten scent. It took about 4 hours for the fragrance to become EXQUISITE! In its dry down it mimics Scarf by Paulvic perfectly. Paloma Picasso is a pure autumn/winter scent a dark night. It leaves an incredible trail and penetrates clothes for weeks. It’s slightly oily so be careful with fabrics. On my skin it lasts over 16 hours and activates with water the next day. The oakmoss and civeta really stand out in the opening. Once it dries it’s incredibly hypnotic and the carnations come through with force. Completely unisex and it gets me several compliments… Animale is often compared to Paloma; Animale is more soapy and smells like the dry down of Paloma Picasso from the start just with a greener touch. Personally I prefer Animale if I want to smell like the dry down of Paloma Picasso from the beginning though it doesn’t last as long. Another similar one is Dior’s Poison the classic; its opening is somewhat similar but sweeter.
If this is the fragrance I imagined (days ago at the music faculty I was getting monstrous projection vibes until a guy with olfactory fatigue like me noticed it from 6 meters out in the wind and fortunately it turned out extremely pleasant due to its resemblance to another scent I like) then a teacher I know who teaches at my faculty wears it. From what I perceived it’s practically identical to Givenchy’s 1974 Gentleman and it’s totally unisex if not slightly leaning masculine. It lacks the hard leather of the original Gentleman but the heart seemed similar to me—a certain chocolatey patchouli and floral note that’s quite interesting.
Carnation and mimosa honey covered in moss. Variety of bitter and vintage flowers. The green tones of hyacinth and angelica are evident, am I in a garden? where the magical hands of a wise woman weave life around me. Wild jasmine, pink roses, living woods over fertile soil nourished by rain. Mysterious, without sweetness. Update: oh my God, this is a puzzle with every piece in its place in perfect harmony; this symphony of flowers offers an animal backdrop to the beat of a patchouli, so sexual, mature, unisex, I’m keeping it.
The feminine Kouros… It’s what, in my opinion, this fragrance evokes in its perfume version. I’m not saying they’re similar or have anything to do with each other, just that if Kouros had a sister, it would undoubtedly be this. What complexity, what quality, what olfactory pleasure, how far from everything conventional, and what luck that it still exists today. The truth is, it’s one of the fragrances that has taken the most work for me to enjoy alongside Kouros, but once you understand them, they are a delight for the senses. Flowers, honey, that animal touch, the moss… It’s masterful. I imagine a house full of mannequins dressed by Saint Laurent with Paloma’s jewelry and the atmosphere charged with cigarette smoke and the house’s star fragrance at the time: Y. I don’t know if it has undergone many reformulations because I only have a couple of miniatures from the 90s and haven’t tried the current versions. It’s not a fragrance for everyone, but I recommend it to everyone who loves this type of ultra-high-quality perfumery with a retro touch, regardless of gender.
Try to get the formula of the classic black bottle with the transparent center, as shown in the image, because the current one (black cap and the rest of the bottle transparent) is very long-lasting; but it loses the heavy opening characteristic.
I tried the newly reformulated version. It keeps the soul but it’s not the same. I feel full cilantro and moss; it lost that full-on animal opening it had when my mom used it back in the 90s.
This perfume is a delight and has unique longevity ♥️
It could be like a time travel trip to the 80s with those intense, strong, floral, woody, earthy scents, with lots of presence and impact. It projects quite a bit and lasts; it can get overwhelming in heat, but it’s perfect in winter. I find a lot of similarity with Animale.
I bought it in 2024 to gift to my mom (she loves it), the original. The version everyone knows was reformulated and is very similar to the 90s scent, but I feel it’s slightly less heavy, perhaps with a sweeter top and less sharp opening. I can’t quite put my finger on it, but it’s not the typical Paloma opening we expect… so much so that my mom thought I bought her a different perfume. After about 10 minutes, it settles, and the characteristic scent we’re used to appears. The longevity remains brutal, as does its sillage (where my mom moves, the perfume is felt in open spaces, stairs, patios, even felt from one floor to another in the building; the scent lingers quite a bit). That said, it doesn’t seem like a fragrance I enjoy; I appreciate it but don’t like it entirely, I would never wear it, I feel it’s too fussy, with too many notes, and heavy.
I don’t like it at all; there’s a note that makes me nauseous. I think it’s the rough, hard version of Ungaro’s Diva (the perfume I adore). I ended up gifting it to my grandmother, a 30ml EDP.
Paloma Picasso (Vintage, 1984) EDP 75ml. -Structure: Chypre-floral-leather. For years, I’ve wanted to add this iconic piece to my collection. It’s one of the most solid examples of the 80s chypre style. From the start, Paloma Picasso shows a complex structure with a very marked, three-dimensional evolution. The first thing I notice are green and pink nuances interwoven with citrus, spicy, and slightly aldehydic accords. The heart features opulent, enveloping, and narcotic flowers. Among roses and jasmine, the carnation and hyacinth impose their spicy and green character, giving body and texture. At the same time, a creamy softness from ylang-ylang rounds off the edges. The earthy base is of woods and oakmoss. Its dark and persistent character intensifies with a leather accord, enriched with castoreum and civet, adding depth and sensuality. It’s intense, with great projection and longevity. On skin, a few drops are enough. Its profile commands presence and authority. In my opinion, it’s not versatile or discreet, but it is a clear statement of style and sophistication. It reflects the glamour of 80s elegance at its peak.
What a gorgeous, feminine, and powerful fragrance—one spray lasts all day. When I tried it again after more than 30 years without smelling it, I bought the original for my mom, who used it back in the 90s. Literally closing my eyes, I saw her getting ready for work while I put on my school uniform, my mother walking past me leaving a trail of Paloma Picasso wherever she went. Thank God I still enjoy her presence, a true blessing, but remembering that moment made me tear up. Finding this vintage perfume was a hit to gift to my precious mom, and I couldn’t let the opportunity pass.