Yves Saint Laurent L'Homme debuted in 2006 and has been a best-seller ever since; it is one of many fragrances that prove I do NOT have my finger on the pulse of the perfume-buying public. (L'Homme bores me.) I even nodded off as I read L'Homme's notes list: bergamot, calone, ginger, basil, cedar, violet leaf, vetiver and tonka bean. I predicted, accurately, that L'Homme's basil and ginger would be negligible and its bergamot, violet leaf and tonka would dominate.
L'Homme was created by the triumvirate of Anne Flipo, Pierre Wargnye and Dominique Ropion. L'Homme starts with warm (lightly gingered) bergamot and ozone, and it moves rapidly into (light) green territory (a touch of violet leaf). L'Homme ends comfortably on a plump cushion of amber-cedar-vanilla/tonka. L'Homme smells like standard-issue men's perfume.
Newly released La Nuit de L'Homme is L'Homme on estrogen-steroids, and it contains bergamot, lavender, vetiver, CARDAMOM! CEDAR! and COUMARIN! I have written about being smothered by perfume before (and I hate to repeat myself), but La Nuit de L'Homme overwhelms me with its ambery-vanillic sweetness. As I wore La Nuit de L'Homme (by the same perfume team that created L'Homme), I imagined an Oscar Wilde figure — big-boned, wearing a tuxedo and fur-lined cape, his cheeks rouged, his hair unnaturally blackened — hosing me down with his adored La Nuit de L'Homme as I gasped, gagged and screamed: "MERCY! HAVE MERCY ON MY NOSE!" If the Oscar Wilde image does not resonate for you, go to your local Sephora store, stand at its entrance, and breathe in the air from its exhaust system: the synthetic, cloying and banal amber-vanilla-floral fumes smell just like La Nuit de L'Homme.
Unfortunately, women can easily wear La Nuit de L'Homme (increasing the chances of coming into contact with this deadly concoction), but, women (and men), I beg: "Don't!"
Yves Saint Laurent L'Homme and La Nuit de L'Homme are available in 40, 60 and 100 ml Eau de Toilette.