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Paris by Yves Saint Laurent is a floral fragrance for women. Launched in 1983, this composition was created by perfumer Sophia Grojsman. The top notes unfold a fresh explosion featuring rose, mimosa, hyacinth, geranium, green notes, orange blossom, nasturtium, hawthorn flower, bergamot, and cassia. The heart reveals a floral and creamy harmony thanks to the presence of rose, violet, lily of the valley, ylang-ylang, lime blossom, jasmine, and lily root. Finally, the base notes offer a warm and enveloping foundation with iris, heliotrope, musk, sandalwood, oakmoss, amber, and cedar.
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Luckily, I managed to get a vintage version (from the YSL Corp era) with the black box, coral accents, and gold side lines. It’s magnificent for spring and summer. The reformulation is terrible: synthetic rose, very weak sillage (no trace after three hours). I take extra care of it since it’s hard to find. Classics shouldn’t be reformulated. I wonder what happened to YSL since L’Oréal bought them. Opium, Rive Gauche, and Paris were mutilated by these bad reformulations (for example, Lou Lou is another classic that was reformulated, but not as badly).
A huge disappointment and a scam. I bought a 30ml bottle blind because the price is so high and there’s no tester; it smells like baby powder and funeral flowers, it’s awful. I remember it as powerful roses when my sister used it, but they reformulated it for the worse. It now smells like an old cologne, yet they haven’t lowered the price.
Finally got another bottle of the EDT with the 2006 pink box (before L’Oréal took over in 2009) and compared it to the vintage black-and-pink box version; not many differences. Luckily, both are the large flasks because the current Paris sold today is a completely different fragrance. Tried it the other day, and the sillage and longevity are imperceptible, while the elixir is nearly transparent and very watery. I’m sure L’Oréal, after buying YSL, didn’t just reformulate Paris once but several times. Turning a masterpiece into an abomination… and keeping the price the same. Worst of all, they deny any post-2009 reformulations.
Paris, you get a big no from me. You’re heavy, nightmare-inducing, and suffocating. My mom used to alternate you with Eau de Rochas, and the day you came out was like being served a dish in the dining room that makes your stomach turn. A ruined day. Paris triggered my first migraines with your cheap, cheap, and cheap reflow, and as such, you’re now my sworn enemy, one I’ll always run from. Here, I don’t feel elegant coffees, Balenciaga coats, or Parisian charm; here there’s only a repulsive power struggle between several vintage notes and a disgusting molecular rot that gives me a toothache, a piercing rancidity. I don’t know if it’s that declared violet that feels like a joke, but just thinking about it makes my hair stand on end.
I’m filled with sorrow when I think of Paris; it was the most beautiful and perfect floral ever made. It made you feel beautiful and special without overwhelming you, but rather accompanying you. Its flowers were so authentic and well-balanced that they can’t be compared to any other; they had the magic of the magnificent perfumes of the eighties. Now it’s not even the shadow of what it was, a dirty water where a bouquet of cemetery flowers has rotted. It hasn’t been mutilated like many magnificent reformulated perfumes… Paris has been murdered. Without shame or compassion.
I owned it a long time ago, but it’s one of those perfumes that stays etched in your memory. Elegant and delicate, with a fabulous violet scent. A dream, and quite expensive, by the way.
This was my perfume during my youth. It made me feel feminine and sensual at the same time. The guys I dated back then went crazy over the scent. I still buy it, but it’s shameful how they’ve reformulated it. The last bottle I bought a few months ago smells more insipid than the one from three years ago. When I sprayed it, I only smelled like gas; luckily, after a few minutes I could catch a glimpse of that beauty that will never come back. It’s like a metaphor for my life.
For those of us who have smelled the old version, we can’t accept what’s being sold today—it smells diluted and has nothing to do with the original. I’m lucky enough to keep several bottles from the 90s with perfume still inside; even though they’ve been open for years, the scent remains intact, something impossible to imagine nowadays with planned obsolescence creeping into perfumes too… It was my mother-in-law’s perfume all her life, so out of respect I don’t wear it, but I definitely feel like putting it on more than once.
A bouquet of flowers that creates a honey and pollen aroma, beautifully crafted so that when it dries down it becomes clean and slightly soapy. It’s not a subtle scent; it’s powerful and long-lasting. I never owned the original version, so I recognize this as a fragrance in its own right. It’s elegant, clean, and nothing like the common perfumes of today. Highly recommended to try on skin, perfect for elegant, leading ladies—this is how this aroma inspires me.
What a precious and hopeful read; I feel I can’t add anything new, but I simply must share my thoughts on this fragrance. The version I’m reviewing is my mother’s EDT, bought back in the 2000s. It’s a well-crafted, refined scent, perfect for spring—a exquisite floral bouquet. It has a sweet touch, with rose, violet, and mimosa standing out, but you can also detect the green and woody undertones. While it’s intense at first, it dries down to a dreamy powdery finish. The longevity is excellent and the projection is moderate. It’s an opulent, classic, and delicate EDT. I don’t know how the current version fares; I hope they haven’t ruined it. It doesn’t deserve to be, because this one remains memorable and romantic. Simply put, one of the best rose fragrances ever created.
My biggest dream has always been and will be to know France. And if this is how Paris smells, then there’s a reason I adore this exquisite bouquet of roses so much. It doesn’t contain honey; I detected it blending with the roses. Roses, roses, and only more roses is all I smell in this majestic perfume, as I don’t perceive any other aromas, just roses with honey; which is enough for me since I love the scent of roses. Powdery, exquisite, and very intoxicating aroma. I love it.
It’s a vintage scent; the opening is quite strong. It’s a floral that gives me the impression of smelling body cream. It’s a strong and elegant, classic aroma. If you like potent vintage scents, this is for you.
It’s like a bouquet of roses inside a florist shop; while you hold the bouquet and inhale its intensity, you can also smell other flowers, stems, woods, and leaves from the shop, though not as much as the roses. Once again, Yves Saint Laurent captures the essence of the Parisian woman and blends the predominant scents of each zone of this unique and emblematic city…
It’s a very pleasant rose scent; at first, it’s quite strong, but once it settles, you notice tender, talcum-powdery, yet creamy roses. In my case, with just a few sprays, the scent filled my entire room because it has a wide sillage and long-lasting power, even though it’s a cologne. When I bought it, I sprayed it three times, and after 6 hours, I still had that pleasant smell as if I’d just applied it. I would definitely buy it again because I consider it a jewel in these times. 🌟Sillage: 10/10 🌟Longevity: 10/10 🌟Presentation: 10/10
Fragrantica should distinguish between Paris (pre-Apocalypse) and post-Apocalypse, because it’s not just a reformulation; they’re two different perfumes. I found a gem from 2001, and rather than a floral bomb, it’s directly an AK47—with the trigger carefully controlled, because its sillage and longevity are enormous, leaving ‘cadavers’ in its wake, but with a smile on its lips. I can’t discern all the notes; I just perceive a realistic, intense blend of roses and violets, far from those ornate Pamelas, more Audrey Hepburn in ‘My Fair Lady,’ with a sweet-powdery nuance that, when mixed with skin, becomes slightly animalistic and pushes it toward the dangerous side. I remember my best friend of over 25 years, a bond both loyal and fraternal, asked me to limit its use at night in the early 2000s because it slightly clouded our brotherhood. In general, it’s one of the fragrances that has garnered the most compliments, especially from men. After all, why sell us extreme civets, ouds, and ground gold as the quintessence of what attracts us most in a person? Perhaps, simply, it’s the things well-made that make the difference.
What terrible reviews! For those coming here: if you didn’t like the reformulation, okay, we get it. Now, can you be objective and tell us how the new fragrance smells? Many of us come here to get informed alongside other references before buying, so please let’s try to be helpful…
I don’t want to describe the notes but rather the emotion it gives me. Today is a fresh day, it rained all night, there’s a gentle breeze, around 19 degrees. It’s a feminine, floral scent with a slight citrus touch; when it dries down, it becomes talcum-powdery. It’s perfect for a woman who is tender and delicate yet confident, someone who doesn’t need a sophisticated outfit to command attention—people know she’s a lady. It’s very clean. Just to clarify, I’m reviewing the reformulated version; I never got to know the vintage, which was obviously superior, but it’s a hard-to-find blue unicorn, so I’ll stick with what we have. If it has a synthetic touch, especially on the skin, it gives it a special edge. I don’t think someone under 35 would like it, and it’s not unisex. In short, it’s not bad, but it’s not extraordinary either.
What beautiful times when a perfume was actually a perfume <3 I want it
Vintage, floral, and refined perfume. My mom loves it. It’s quite potent. I wouldn’t recommend buying it blind or gifting it without letting the person try it first. I’m usually a sweet and gourmand person, but I just can’t stand it lol!!!
Reading the comments from those lucky enough to use this special perfume has comforted me. It was my jewel and icon since it hit the market. But in recent years, I noticed it wasn’t the same anymore, and I thought maybe I was the one turning past glory into muddy puddle. The rose and violet were lost. Now I know it’s due to the new reformulation. Thanks!
I bought the EDP because it brings back memories of the EDT I gave my mom in 1995, though I still feel something’s missing. I don’t want to assume it’s due to the reformulation, but honestly, they’ve made a mess of this perfume. The current EDT smells off. This fall, I’m going to enjoy it so much 🙂
Why isn’t the Eau de parfum on Fragrantica? I own the 2009 version with the gold cap, and it’s a marvel. Those slightly jammed flowers, that feminine and cheerful luminosity. It’s a perfume for a woman in caps, with bearing and subtle elegance. Wonderful and elegant.
Jammed flowers to adorn yourself and dress spectacularly for a special night. It smells like 80s Rococo elegance. Even though it’s been reformulated, its well-crafted layers are perceptible. It remains a slightly vintage marvel, a pleasant nostalgic scent to smell.
In the 90s, they gave it to me in a quirky bottle that couldn’t stand upright, so I guess it was a purse size, though I kept it for special occasions. Now I have a tester of the EDP, and it’s showy and bold, but it’s not the one from the 80s-90s. It keeps the musky DNA of Sophia Grojsman, but the luminous rose gets suffocated by excessive iris and heliotrope. It ends up too generic, like a spicy floral medley. It has more in common with Eternity, but this one is less wild and more pretentious. That lavish, bold rose is gone. Paris was a triumph at night outings back then. Now it smells like weddings and baptisms, competing over who wears more jewelry or dances Paquito el Chocolatero more. It smells like ostentatious luxury. The closest thing to the vintage I’ve found is Monaco by UTC, which at least keeps some of its old spirit.
I always thought it was a perfume for an old lady in a fur coat with chocolate churros. My aunt gave me half of a 75ml bottle, and I kept it for 15 years. When I smelled it again, I noticed you age with it; it smells of jammed roses and violets, geranium, and cedar. It’s intense, very vintage, with an endless sillage and very French.
This is my first review, and I wanted to talk about my grandmother’s perfume, which she wore in the 80s and 90s when I was a child. The memory of the scent is very vivid; I tried it recently, and although it’s not identical, it keeps the vintage spirit, and I recognized it instantly. Paris is a warm, dense hug, very floral and intense. It can be intoxicating if applied too much. It feels like another era, elegant and feminine. It’s not for me, but I love it for the feelings it evokes; it’s therapeutic. Maybe in the future I’ll buy a small bottle; for now, I’m content with the memory.
Paris is a classic that deserves respect for its perfect blend of burnt violets and rose, creating something warm and enveloping. It’s strong, elegant, intense, and very feminine, with echoes of another era. I wonder what would happen if it didn’t exist. I regret that the industry mass-produced it until it became a generic scent, losing its essence.
I bought it in the 90s with lots of praise, but for me, it was a disappointment. On my skin, it just smelled of jammed roses without evolving. Although it was a nice scent, it didn’t convince me. Its performance was terrible, and it didn’t last at all. I ended up with just one bottle and never bought it again.
My mom wore it in the 90s, and I remember it as precious, extremely elegant and feminine. I read it was a ‘vintage’ perfume and thought of other styles, but if vintage perfumes smell like this, what beauty!
I remember those summer afternoons in the small town, eating outdoors under the stars, without ceremony, just family and freedom. My mom wore Paris, a unique perfume that lasted all year. Its scent was an innocent romance, like carrying a huge bouquet, filling the air with joy and hope. I love how the floral notes, especially the rose with its leaves and earth, hyacinth, and sweet jasmine, create a complete picture: a mood, a place. Sophia Grojsman seems to have captured the magic of Paris in fragrance. It’s luminous and radiant. Although the sillage is intense, it requires personality to wear without feeling overwhelmed. It’s wonderful for women with character but vulnerability, a vintage jewel from the 2000s.
This is the only review I’ve written for a fragrance that is currently different from the one I knew, as the song says: ‘what’s past is past’; but I think it’s worth dedicating a few lines to the Paris perfume from the 90s. It was one of the first ones I owned, and I remember it with fondness. Thanks to it, I developed a taste for perfumes and realized I really liked notes like rose and violet, and that my tendency would be toward ‘talc-covered’ fragrances. The current formula doesn’t appeal to me, so I’ll continue to miss the old Paris.
I never encountered the original scent that everyone complains about, so I’ll give my take on the current version. This perfume reminds me a lot of the CK Eternity scent, a vintage floral fragrance that’s one of my mother’s favorites. However, in Eternity, I find a note that I don’t like and that always bothered me when she wore it. Looking for a different option, I stumbled upon this scent, which turned out to be very similar (not exactly the same, but heading in the same direction). Where Eternity has that note that bothers me, Paris is clean, smells like flowers, and lacks that uncomfortable note. In my opinion, Paris is a superior option to Eternity in every way. My mother tried it and, similarly, got hooked on the scent, even though for her it doesn’t resemble Eternity at all ^^
A talc-covered rose with a violet nuance. It’s a blend of Red Door and Eternity.
Another masterpiece by Ms. Grojsman. It’s interesting: my image of Paris isn’t as glamorous and romantic as people describe it or Hollywood paints it. When I went there in winter (and some summers), I found an urban environment with the typical ailments of a big city, defined by contrasts: very clean areas with huge avenues showcasing stunning spaces with the classic Haussmannian aesthetic, but just a couple of streets away, shabby neighborhoods with dirty concrete, overflowing trash cans right next to fruit stands or local shops; a cosmopolitan atmosphere full of opportunities and boulevards lined with elegant restaurants and cafés where the price tag sets the tone for the frivolity of the wealthy Parisian or the snobby tourist, yet a short distance away, grumpy pedestrians walking to work, ragged and sad metro guards, police with aggressive expressions, and endless distances. A city of images, museums, monuments, churches, and memorable zones, but also much poverty, contained aggression, and uncertain stares. Still, I remember a warm spring Saturday when, after leaving the (spectacular) Natural History Museum, I was taken to a charming spot along the Seine where small public amphitheaters dotted the landscape at regular intervals. People voluntarily brought their music equipment to dance or put on shows, simply wanting to have fun as a community. In one of those amphitheaters, there was tango music, and it was clear it was a meeting point since people of all classes and ages were sitting, watching others go out to dance, recognizing each other. I remember a young couple, no older than 21 or 22, dressed casually but elegantly, dancing oblivious to the world; he was relaxed yet very confident, and she was letting herself be carried away, enjoying every second, every turn, every step, and while doing so, her face showed pure pleasure, a beautiful expression of a young woman making love while dancing. I couldn’t stop looking at them and healthily envied what both seemed to be living in that moment. It’s possible all that was just my impression, but by far it was the best experience I had there. Now, I can’t associate this fragrance with the smell of the city. I don’t see that girl radiating Paris to the rhythm of tango. Nor can I link it to Parisienne, another work by Ms. Grojsman, which I must admit I didn’t like much. Still, I can conceptually recognize that this fragrance might represent such an interesting and complex city, as the scent itself feels that way. I like this creator’s approach and admire how difficult she makes it to reach her standards. Paris isn’t for girls who splash around with glamour taking photos in front of the Louvre pyramid on their spring break trip. Finally, I’m getting increasingly annoyed with Yves Saint Laurent. The bottle I tested at a friend’s house was old, and although I was very respectful with the dosage (bordering on the most uncomfortable stinginess, they told me), I could still detect it without issues. Comparing it to what’s sold now, the situation borders on absurd. I try to be lenient with these things since I understand the restrictions, but I believe everything has limits, and those limits are reached when the price clearly doesn’t match the performance. I’m discovering more fragrances (new and old) from this house with shorter projection and longevity. That said, it’s a work of art, though currently a bit lacking in performance.
I first encountered the original perfume through a teacher who wore it; I was utterly fascinated by that scent. When I grew up, it was the very first one I bought for myself, and I adored it like crazy. Then I stopped wearing it because it started smelling like my grandma. But one of these days, I’m going to stop by a perfumery to check out how the modern version smells 😉
After wearing it for hours, it reminds me of Flower by Kenzo
I wore it to a night recital, it lasted until the next day, rich and very long-lasting
I’m getting a surprise…. I didn’t expect it…. they reformulated it. I knew it back in 1985, a teacher used it, I asked her, and later I started using it myself. I used it when its scent was absolutely delicious, it enchanted me. Now I don’t know what to do, I’ll ask for a sample before buying it…..
I don’t understand how Yves Saint Laurent could destroy an iconic perfume for so many generations of women. Discontinued since December. It’s a special scent, different, with personality. Now they only release flankers of Mon Paris that all smell the same. A scent similar to other fragrances and other houses. Paris is a classy, refined perfume, a floral scent so delicate and nothing invasive. A perfume with a lot of identity.
PARIS: BETWEEN THE NOSTALGIA OF A CLASSIC AND THE UNCERTAINTY OF ITS FUTURE There are fragrances that don’t just adapt; they survive. And Paris is one of them. Signed by Sophia Grojsman in 1983, this perfume is a dusty, exuberant, pink love letter. A pink with a capital P. Not just any rose, but a theatrical rose wrapped in violet, aldehydes, and diffused light. A rose that laughs, flirts, floats… and lingers. Paris had many skins. The vintage EDT, bright and expansive, opened like a laugh launched into the wind: violet, rose, mimosa, heliotrope, iris… all covered in fairy dust and old makeup. It wasn’t timid. Nor did it apologize. It was the kind of perfume that defined a style, a woman, an era. Decades later, Yves Saint Laurent launched the EDP, a version that didn’t originally exist and is actually the direct heir to the classic EDT, though softened. It remains, to this day, the formulation most faithful to the vintage DNA. It keeps that talc-floral structure, that luminous melancholy, but no longer invades or shouts. It’s more wearable, more adaptable to current codes, more realistic for spring, autumn, or enclosed spaces. An elegant whisper of what once was. Not better. But not worse either. Just different. More possible. In contrast, the current EDT, reformulated until it almost lost its soul, has finally been discontinued. There are still units for sale, but it no longer beats like before. The EDP, currently also absent from stores, seems set to return in new packaging and, likely, with another reformulation. Everything changes. Even what seemed eternal. And yet, Paris was never just a formula. It was also a bottle: faceted crystal that, in its early editions, even came dressed with a black tulle belt with pink polka dots. A direct evocation of the haute couture dress that inspired the perfume: black, with a big pink bow, exuberant, theatrical. Like a textile fantasy made into perfume. Yves Saint Laurent didn’t design Paris; he dressed it. He gave it its character. There are perfumes that are skin. Others are memory. Paris is the latter: a cloud of powder and laughter, of carmine and velvet, of youth without nostalgia and joy without moderation. They may have reformulated it. They may have silenced it. But there are aromas that stay to live in memory… 🍀