Bond no. 9 will launch Harrods Amber this month. The new unisex fragrance "perfectly conveys the elegance and style of London":
Velvety smooth and assured, Harrods Amber is as seductive as a glass of scotch, neat. Its starter spice notes—saffron, nutmeg, white peppercorns—mingled with citrusy bergamot, segue into captivating mid-notes of rose, jasmine, and osmanthus. These are preparation for the all-important lingering base notes: Magical oud, sandalwood, musk, and myrrh mixed with honey-like, earthy, golden-warm amber, which emerges as the key component of this tantalizing scent, valued since antiquity for its seamless seductiveness.
Bond no. 9 Harrods Amber will be available in 50 ($230) and 100 ($310) ml Eau de Parfum. (via press release)
All I can say to the description is: yum! It doesn’t sound like a summer scent, though.
It does sound more fall/winter.
I love amber. I have a few Bond No. 9 fragrances and the thing I find most remarkable about them is their strength and tenacity. I’m very interested in this one, kind of wish it didn’t have oud, but I’m definitely going to seek out a sample. Maybe Magical oud is different from the regular kind?
Yip, it probably costs more.
Yes, it’s probably because the unicorn tears they use to make it magic are so hard to come by.
LOL!
Unicorn tears, crocodile tears, whose being picky?
This sounds great! At least on paper, the notes sound wonderful, will have to sniff this one soon. The Bonds have great staying power on me.
It does sound really nice, and I’m not even an amber person.
The notes sound gorgeous – this is Bond I will hunt down to sniff!
Oh but good lord. The price!
Some few words: I want!!!!
as seductive as a glass of scotch? whisky has the opposite effect on me. the smell of whisky, let alone the taste, makes me gip. it actually makes me physically want to be sick.
it doesn’t smell disgusting to me or anything, well it kind of does, it activates my gag reflex. and it’s the nastiest thing I’ve tasted, it tastes like death. when I drink it and it goes down my throat, my body instantly tries to bring it back up, while it’s going down. it burns.
my uncle has it in coffee at house parties, they call it an Irish coffee apparently, and he told me to try it. I couldn’t drink coffee for a week because every time I tried I expected it to taste of whiskey.