So finally, FINALLY. All of my Kenzo dreams have come true.
An overblown statement? Perhaps. But, tonight, I finally smelled Kenzo’s Jungle Le Tigre.
I’ve been reading that it’s a more subtle counterpart to L’Elephant. And maybe it is. But honestly, so far, it smells like carrot cake.
Please understand, this is not a bad thing. I fucking love carrot cake. So much so that I never actually eat it. ( The whole oh it can’t possibly be as good as I want it to be thing. You know.) But this? Perfection! Sweet and spicy, with underlying vegetal. Carrots, celery, and just enough sugar.
This is by far the most excited I’ve been about a perfume in a while. I’m loving the straight up decadence of it.