I am a woman of terribly predictable tastes. If a dress has a fitted waist and a full skirt, I will like it. If a movie involves a starship with a rakishly charming captain, I will like it. And if a perfume is warm and sweet, I will like it. When I read up on the Hermessence line, I knew exactly which one would be coming home with me.
Hermès Ambre Narguilé smells like spiced apples that have been stewed in rum and smothered in cinnamon. Ambre Narguilé does not smell like perfume. It smells like food. Delicious food, but food nonetheless. People who do not particularly want to smell like food will probably not take to Ambre Narguilé; people who don’t mind a little foodiness in their perfume will most likely adore it. As the late, great Abraham Lincoln once said, “People who like this sort of thing will find this the sort of thing they like.”
I think the reason that I am able to enjoy Ambre Narguilé so much is that spiced apples are not one of my favorite foods. (Mushy foods make me uncomfortable. Yes, I am that freak who intentionally undercooks pasta.) So while I definitely consider Ambre Narguilé a delicious gourmand, I do not find it exactly edible.