Lately, I’ve been bathing in musk and rose, jasmine and moss, pepper and sandalwood shavings and crushed ambergris. Sultan Salahuddin drowns them all in a tidal wave of aloes that says, “Welcome home, Oud man!”
A scent so brazenly oudy is quite a welcome change for the famished agarwood fiend in an age where superficial airiness is all the rage. A Gyrinops heavyweight transfixes your nose with wild oceanic New Guinea battling it out with such gritty Sumbawan earthiness it makes patchouli blush. Add the offbeat kyara-camphoraceous note imparted by our signature Sultan Series style to mute any trace of fruit or flower, and you’re left tying a hammock in the heart of the jungle.
Compared to even the oldest oldies, the profile bubbles like it’s been sitting capped in the dark for a decade. Rich Papuan petrichor hurls a blast of oudy base right off the Sencha top. Rather than the scent of gently heated agarwood chips, you smell raw, freshly chiseled Gyrinops resin right from the hand of the hunter. And more. A slow satisfying release that’s herbaceous. Leaves of mint amidst the fern.
These are the same New Guinea shavings that went into Sultan Murad and Sultan Fatih – the very last of them. The aroma captures every bit the caliber of the early Sultans, packing the same tenacity and silage. But this time, instead of a one-man show or a duet with Malaccensis, you smell the signature NG profile in a landmark fusion with Sumbawan Gyrinops. A first for me… and you, I’m sure!