Coco Noir 
Chanel (2012)

So I am going through the chanel house of perfume offerings completely out of order and without any preconceived notions. My first experience, of course was with No.5, and I was not ready for that at the time. Then, more recently, I started sampling the exclusive line and fell in love with Coromandel, Sycomore, Beige and Jersey… then I went back to my No. 5 bottle and actually enjoyed it.

So then I blind purchased this because I liked the bottle. Yeah, I know how that sounds. That’s the kind of strange things I do sometimes. Well turns out I adore this! I’ve never smelled any of the other Coco offerings, but to me, this is a modern take on a chanel offering and I think it’s absolutely gorgeous.

It opens with a beautiful fizziness, citrus fizz… how delectable. Then it settles down into a soft powdery citrus floral with beautiful patchouli that I think only chanel has patchouli like this.

This is one of the few fragrances that my eyes bulged out of my head when I experienced it for the first time. It’s stunning to me, and I wish I bought a 3.4 oz bottle instead of a 1.7.

I do really think that since I had no preconceived notions going into it, that I was able to fall in love with this without any biases.

I think if you have modern leaning preferences, you will think this is absolutely divine.

I like this perfume, especially during the dry down phase as it radiates the original Coco. Maybe I'm losing my sense of smell but this particular combo smells like a Coco Mix stew. I love Coco but cannot wear it as my eyes swell up and I start sneezing. Gabrielle is too sweet for an old lady and I've tired of CM. I purchased some Chance and though it seems meant for the younger crowd, I think I can pull it off. Just wondering if CN is a necessary purchase. I think you could layer the other Coco and toss in some Chance for a similar effect.

Allure Sensuelle is quite beautiful as is Coromandel. They all smell wonderful but must limit wearing time or take an antihistamine .

Coco Noir is misunderstood, and it is partly Chanel's fault. This house so rarely makes missteps, that, when it does, they stick out, like a sore thumb. Luca Turin says that Coco Mademoiselle's runaway success was a surprise, as it was intended as a limited run flanker, so I will concede that Coco Mademoiselle's confusing name isn't the cynical cash grab that many perfume houses have tried since its success, by modifying the name of a classic pillar fragrance, and then filling the new bottles with a generic Modern Musky Floral or a sticky, sugary gourmand (do not even get me started about Black Opium). So, I give Chanel a pass on the name of Coco Mademoiselle, even though the perfume itself is not for me.

Coco Noir, on the other hand, deserved something better. The handsome bottle–Chanel's presentation is always impeccable, I'll give them that–is a stroke of genius, but, at the least, the name lacks imagination, and at the worst, it looks like a hop onto the bandwagon, from a house that normally holds itself to higher standards. It is misleading in the same annoying way as its Black/Noir ilk usually are, and it insults lovers of the original, legendary Coco, one of Chanel's greatest fragrances, one that has inspired fanatical devotion from its birth onward. Because this is not Coco, not even close, and I understand why anyone would feel disappointed with it, if they were expecting something of similar grandeur. Coco Noir should have been called something else, and Chanel should know better.

I came to Coco Noir forewarned, and, perhaps, that is one reason why I don't feel obliged to dislike it. I was one of many young women who fell for Coco, all those many years ago, and my expectations of Coco Noir were low, so I stayed away from it, until recently. What finally intrigued me about it, was that its reviews are all over the map, nearly evenly divided between thumbs up, down, and sideways, and some of the people who genuinely like it, are not just young women who only wear Modern Musky florals, but serious perfume people, whose opinions I respect. Anything that inspires that level of conversation is worth a chance with me.

And it does not disappoint. Before I get into the reasons why I like it, I want to point out something, that I think people don't always acknowledge about Chanel's perfumes. With the exception of No. 5, Chanel is generally not a house that breaks new ground with its fragrances. What it does, and it does this brilliantly, is follow, and consolidate, established fragrance trends. No. 19 is a great example of this. It was launched in 1971, when the green trend was in full swing. Coco appeared years after the massive success of Opium. Coromandel has a similar relationship to several Serge Lutens' early, great orientals. These perfumes don't smell exactly like their predecessors, but they do rearrange their components, into the ineffably elegant Chanel house style. There is nothing wrong with this. To paraphrase TS Eliot, or Ezra Pound (and it is ironically appropriate, that it is not clear who said this first), mature poets borrow, while mature poets steal. This is the Chanel way, and I wonder if part of Coco Noir's failure to catch on as it might have, aside from its confusing nomenclature, is that its potential buyers expected something astonishing, and new.

Coco is not that. It does what Chanel does best. It distills the best of the current fragrance trends, uses materials of impeccable quality, and composes fragrances of great beauty, elegance, and delicacy. About ten years ago, Jean-Claude Ellena said that Chanel's then recent perfumes were beautiful, but not of crazy brilliance, and I think he is right. I suspect that the haute bourgeois style of Chanel, as a whole, considers obsessive trendiness, as a kind of vulgarity, and so their creative team waits, until something has a firmly established foothold, in the market, before they risk the house's reputation, with something new.

Coco Noir does that. It's the Chanel version of Narciso Rodriguez for Her, the original musky floral Patchouli Lite, done with Chanel's signature effervescent aldehydes and elegant rose/jasmine duo at its heart. It smells like its forbears, to a large degree, but it also demonstrates how the a perfume's basic accord is not all there is to a perfume. Ingredients, balance, calibration, texture, compositional coherence–these matter, and the array of “notes” is not what makes a perfume good, or bad. Chanel has done here, what they do well, reimagining a popular perfume trend, assimilating it to its house style, and presenting it with exquisite taste. I find most Modern Musky Florals boring as hell.
This one is not.

The opening is just gorgeous, a brilliantly rendered fizzy patchouli, which, by the way, must be really hard to do. Aldehydes do weird things to patchouli, they tend to bury it in the mix, or they add a weird and unpleasant plastic quality, usually smelling like hairspray, to a material that smells so earthy, so redolent of Mother Nature, that it must make an awkward fit with most lab-grown materials. Coco Noir never goes there; it brings these often incompatible materials together, and holds them at the same dizzying altitude as Chanel's great No. 22, which does the same thing for tuberose. The patchouli has the same appealing chocolate as Serge Lutens' Borneo, Bois 1920's Real Patchouly, and Chanel's own Coromandel, earthy but not swampy. It's a brilliantly executed opening, and it sets up the rest of the perfume, which is made of silky florals, an airbrushed jasmine, and a pillowy rose, with the lovely patchouli persisting throughout, reappearing and disappearing again, giving the perfume a sense of elusiveness and mystery.

These polished florals seem to be what most reviewers find objectionable, and I understand why, as Chanel's jasmine is usually, somehow, both quicksilver and indolic. Coco Noir's heart is sweet, but it is a tempered sweetness, never overbearing, almost like a milky sweet tea. I see why this might not be appealing, if you prefer your florals dirty. If this perfume were not so carefully blended, I would find it bland, but with the gorgeous patchouli, it works, the same way Angel works, in a much lower key.

The perfume rests on a very light, very smooth, sandalwood accord, and a soft, clean musk, and that is another reason why, I can imagine, that some people don't like it. There is an unmistakable, fresh laundry component, that would be a deal breaker for me, if it weren't so subtle, and so appropriate to the perfume, as a whole. Leave it to Chanel, to find a way around the typical bludgeoning laundry accord, using it with a very light touch that reminds me of the excellent recent reworking of Balmain's Ivoire. It makes sense, in the context, of this very well-mannered perfume, that accommodates so many common elements of modern perfumery, and still smells, unmistakeably, Chanel. The aldehydes, the rose-jasmine, the sandalwood, you can't miss the signature, and that puts it over the net, for me.

I find Coco Noir to be a very easy wear, a perfume that feels right, in any context, polite enough for day, or at the office, and with enough presence for special occasions. An all-rounder, really, that belongs with YSL's lovely Cinema, as a safe, but smart, and interesting, option, in a time when people wear scented laundry detergent, lotion, and hair products, but claim to hate and eschew perfume. Its projection is as carefully measured, as the perfume's accords are composed, and its projection is perfect, just a little past arms' length. It lasts at least twelve hours on my skin, which seems to be about average in its tendency to hold perfume.

I find it ironic, that its obvious desire to please, is what seems to make Coco Noir so divisive. People find it attractive, it is one of only a couple of perfumes I wear, that gets compliments from random strangers, and my boyfriend loves it. I don't wear perfume to please other people, but that is what most people, who are non-crazy perfume addicts like me, look for in a scent, and I am not writing this review for myself, so I think it is important to mention that. I hope I have convinced, whoever is reading this, to try it, or give it another chance. It succeeds on its own terms, and I think it's the best of its kind, a Modern Musky Floral, with an actual personality. Thumbs up.

This is an oriental Woody fragrance. When I first smelled coco noir I instantly bought it for my aunt who has worn Red by Giorgio Beverly hills for years. I thought that it would be perfect for her. Now when I smell it I smell mostly a darker coco mademoiselle. If you want something a little deeper and sexier this is it.