Viride by Orto Parisi

To talk about Viride, you have to compare it to a classic that’s still hanging in my dad’s closet, bought in giant bottles decades ago. The opening is basically absinthe—alcoholic but very green. Then, as it dries down, that absinthe scent fades to make way for its body: conifers like pine and juniper. It all forms a blend of green, woody, and earthy notes. Honestly, I think it carries vetiver; it reminds me a lot of classic Aramis. In the end, even after 12 hours, those conifer forest tones linger with an earthy base that smells like pipe tobacco. What I love most is that the trail lasts from the dry-down until the very end; at first, it’s a bomb, but then it settles to the bare minimum so you can smell yourself and those close by can notice it without having to press their nose right up against your neck. A formal and mature fragrance, ideal for someone who always keeps their blazer perfectly pressed. Works all year round and for daytime, but without overdoing it. Perfect for serious events; it gives you a centered presence that feels like a return to form. In short: the classic of 40 years ago, but now.

Very green fragrance. I absolutely love it. The opening is pure absinthe and within minutes it turns into a forest scent. I suppose it’s not for everyone, but within the Orto Parisi line, for me, it’s the second best.

A niche version of Zino Davidoff.

Smells like an 80s green fragrance in the style of Polo Green, with oakmoss, pine, and tobacco.

Undeniably an Orto Parisi DNA fragrance… with a lot of shadows. Green, earthy, and woody. A fragrance that doesn’t smell bad, but tells me more than little and even less invites me to wear it. It works well for semi-cool days and performs, but I’m not attracted to it at all. For now, it’s the first Orto Parisi I’m not considering buying, not even a little.

The fougère fragrance of the line; if you’re waiting for a beast in projection (as the brand is used to), you’ll be disappointed, although its performance is very good. I like it, but because I like fougères; if you do too, it’s a must as it has the brand’s crazy touch.

Sometimes very vulgar, other times very elegant, depending on the aroma wave that hits you. At times it smells like bathroom cleaner; at others, it has an alpha male imprint that blows your mind. It commands immense respect, so much so that before applying it, you think about it five times and look in the mirror five more times to see if it works; with this, I mean it has 0.5 versatility… It has lots of moss, lots of musk, maybe pine camouflaged with a mountain of green notes—cypress? fir? grass? Honestly, I’m not entirely sure what else is in this completely linear and rigid composition… Definitely not for everyone; at times it doesn’t seem worth the price, other times it seems like very good quality; it’s a ‘rare’ perfume if we can call it that. Anyway, I have to say I like it quite a bit and enjoy it a lot.

Viride by Orto Parisi: Ever since I heard about the collection, this particular green caught my eye. It was the first one I tried. At 6:30 am, right after showering, I applied 4 sprays (2 on the neck, one on each forearm). Herbal notes hit first, maybe dry eucalyptus and a hint of mint; those are the freshest minutes. As it dries, dried grass, cloves, a trail of lavender, and woods emerge. In the dry down, a powerful yet pleasant earthy vetiver appears, without being invasive. Some call it a classic grandfather fougère, but in my opinion, it’s a modern fougère with a unique style—nothing like the 80s barbershop smell. I wore it all day, even with a mask. By 5 pm, I was still enveloped in it. Age: 30+. 90% masculine. Spring and fall. Work and leisure. Scent: 8/10. (Try in decants). Sprays: 4-5. Longevity: 10/10 (12h). Sillage: 7/10. Projection: 8/10. Versatility: 8/10. Value: 7/10. Final Score: 8/10. Thanks.

Green and even greener to distance yourself from conifers. A crisp, dry, bitter green—the kind that fills your nose when you’re mowing the lawn. The dry down is less green and more woody: pines and conifers with a balsamic resin touch. I admit I love it, but it gives me an extreme vintage vibe; my grandfather would have worn it perfectly. I’m not ruling out buying it, though the price is holding me back.

When fireflies come out on summer streets, they shine in the darkness with a green glow, a cold light from bioluminescence. A process that left me speechless since childhood. I find Viride equally intriguing and magical. It’s light but has a dark side: a balsamic woody accord. Unlike the provocative Gualtieri scents, Viride is calm and serene, perceptible without shouting. It dances three themes: one is pastoral, rural, bucolic green without excessive peaks; another is powdery and coumarinic; the third is slightly incense-like woods, soft but more noticeable at the end (a good long finish). Fresh and dark at the same time, it fuses relaxing green notes, soft pale woods, and a powdery touch that makes the scent fly in the spring breeze, full of new sap, sprouting leaves, and revitalized earth after winter. It’s comfortable and enveloping. Worth a try if you’re a green scent fan. (Courtesy of Rafasant).