TOM FORD Tobacco Vanille Eau de Parfum

I wish I would have never tested this!
And its only because now that I have, I WANT THIS BADLY!

At first I get a kickback of red cinnamon & some clove spice, like that in a red chewing gum, or the candied spice in a "Mike & Ike". But then it rounds itself out into a mature vanilla & sweet tobacco scent, along with something else, maybe licorice.

It's sexy, dark, and daring for a woman. Oh yes! But I think that's what makes it so intriguing. I know a man can wear this also, and I definitely hope they would, but I would almost prefer to smell it on a female... a femme fatale. Maybe she's unconventional, secretly smokes a pipe, or rolls her own cigars??? Who knows! But this scent alone would make her extraordinary!

I'm not saying that I want to smell like this for the rest of my life, but I probably want to smell like this for the rest of my life. Rich dry Tobacco develops into a vanilla sweet, smoky spiced blend that you want to eat. Lasts forever and a day, and on my skin not many things do. Masterfully created and signature worthy.

Bought this for my bf and when he has it on (I told him it's a special occasion/date night cologne), I immediately want to cancel our plans, stay in and smell him all night. It smells like a kind gentlemen, or a very powerful sexy woman. Either way, it's amazing! If your s/o comes off nice but has a dark touch, or seems a bit mysterious with a kind soul, get them this. It's amazing.

I couldn't hit the love button fast enough.

The opening is beautifully spicy and warm next to a sticky pipe tobacco scent. The tobacco blooms and becomes primary and then it dries down to a deliciously edible vanilla. Tom Ford does good work.

"Is it a gift to someone special—?"
"Yes, very. It is a gift to myself."
She takes a brief moment to smile as I maintain eye contact.
"The best kind! would you like me to wrap it for you?"
"No. Give it! it is to be enjoyed right away." I said to the amusement of the Sephora-Plage representative of Saint Tropez, all the while sampling this eau de parfum on my wrist, then on my chest, opening the collar of my dress shirt as she was seemingly leaning forward.

Tobacco Vanille unexpectedly took me back to a very private place, where laughter was cheap and colours saturated. I used to be on the Right at the time and perhaps a bit emotionally disconnected, and "She" was on the other far-end of the political spectrum. Beautiful, strong, opinionated and witty. Naturally we clashed—Genevieve called me an Imperialist and I called her a child—she stormed out of the debate and I followed ... but before we could understand what had taken hold over us, here we were, lustfully rolling in the grass of our University. She used to perfume herself with nothing but vanilla extract while I reeked of those Davidoff cigarillos I favour to this day...

But the real Tobacco Vanille is far more eloquent. Yet it is an idea refined to its simplest and purest form like the most accomplished architectural projects. This eau de parfum is a opulent Niche caprice. It is a manly unsmoked pipe tobacco—It's tin is flavoured with cloves, anise and wood sap that sensually tango with a moist and candid Bourbon vanilla, a creamy tonka bean and what must be Criollo (a very high quality cocoa that represents less than 3% of the world's production) imported straight from madagascar—There is also a very playful note which echoes the smell of a little Grand Marnier spilled on an old leather sofa and expands further the underlying theme of the old Gentleman's Club so cherished by Tom Ford. Tobacco Vanille is a simple way of saying very elaborate things.

...Genevieve and I would soon abandon our ambitions and made plans to elope to the complete dismay of our respective comrades, but tragedy would decide otherwise (To those of you who have known this kind of quiet rage and survived it, I salute you.).

"Magnifique!" Back in Saint Tropez, the Sephora representative had just woken me from my memoria loci, studying me with those dark almond shaped eyes and nervously playing with the tip of her tight, tight ponytail (...). To quote Oscar Wilde, "Everything in the world is about sex, except sex. Sex is about power." and Tobacco Vanille certainly adds to mine.

Now I must add it's newly released beard oil to my routine.