Auphorie is a small perfume house based in Malaysia; it's run by two brothers: Eugene and Emrys Au. Recently, many bloggers have written (excitedly) about Auphorie's limited edition Miyako1 so, of course, I had to try it.
Miyako goes on smelling like a rich fruit syrup, not an 'ordinary' syrup, but one concocted (with secret ingredients) at a lavish Parisian restaurant for use in over-the-top desserts and cocktails. Miyako's syrup is made mostly of ripe stone fruit — heavy on peach and apricot. Miyako's fruit accord begins to dry rather quickly and the perfume becomes a tad talc-y before the arrival of moist osmanthus blossoms and a smooth leather aroma. Auphorie's heart developed differently on me each time I wore it; sometimes I caught a sniff of smoke/incense, other times gentle (non-animalic) musk was present. On one memorable wearing, Miyako's mid-development smelled like pulao, a dish prepared with buttery basmati rice, saffron, dried fruits and nuts.
After its enticing opening and mid-notes, Miyako broadcasts fruity sandalwood till the fade-out (Miyako lasts over seven hours on my skin, and days on fabric). Once, I used a half ml of extrait and I was a walking-and-talking smudge stick (scenting all of downtown Seattle). Miyako, in its early phases of development, has sensational sillage. Miyako is a feminine name in Japan, but Miyako the perfume could be worn by men...what's scary about sandalwood, peach and osmanthus, after all?
Miyako's overall character, not its specifics, reminded me immediately of Tom Ford's more complex Fleur de Chine. Perhaps Miyako, given its apparent popularity, will join the permanent line-up at Auphorie? Miyako is not my favorite in the Auphorie line; I'll review that scent later in the summer.
1. Listed notes of apricot, yuzu, peach, osmanthus, jasmine green tea, leather, cedar, sandalwood, hinoki, patchouli, katsura leaf and musk.