Gengis Khan fragrance notes
Head
- bergamot, lemon, nutmeg, clove, peppercorn, juniper berry, thyme, lavender, mint
Heart
- absinthe, rosemary, woody resin, spices
Base
- amber, sandalwood, patchouli
Latest Reviews of Gengis Khan

It's not an adventurous scent, rather a classy, classic one. The opening is conservative to a fault and smells quite dark and "old" --but that is a feature, not a bug. After a while, it freshens up and becomes strangely youthful, though still in a classy, restrained way.
This is, predictably, not a beast, but the bubble stays with you all day long. The drydown is to DIE for, and you will smell it on your skin the next day.
It is masculine in a very civilized, elegant, yacht club way, so the name is a bit of a headscratcher, or maybe just misdirection. There is nothing barbaric about this Gengis Khan.
I have the reformulated EdP in the urn-shaped bottle. If the vintage version is any better than this juice, it is worth anything you pay for it.

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Genghis Khan feels like a blend of mossy-spicy masculines with a slight "cool" undercurrent (it's vaguely reminiscent of--but is much better than--Aramis New West in certain stages). It's very easy to wear and very pleasant, but it's hard to recommend it above other scents in its lane when it currently commands such high prices.

Huge animalic powerhouses and deep aromatic oakmoss bombs were the catch of the day throughout much of the 1980's, with men's and women's perfumes being so bombastic and aggressive that they were for all intentions unisex and interchangeable. Compare Boss/Boss Number 1 by Hugo Boss (1985) to Knowing by Estée Lauder (1988), and see what I mean. Genghis Khan merges several tropes into one, being on one hand an aromatic chypre with a musky civet and patchouli base similar in tone to the above mentioned, but also a tobacco fragrance on the other hand, with mossy overtones and a bit of an astringent boozy tone not altogether different from Montana Parfum d'Homme (1989) or the later Aramis Havana (1994). There is some sandalwood here and a few hat tips to the fougère, but it all just simmers down to the chypre accord at the end. The opening is the expected rather-rakish bergamot, with a mix of cloves, lavender, mint, rosemary, thyme, and some pepper. The fougère element is strongest here, but once the boozy tobacco and nutmeg heart settle in, we stray closer to the Havana/Montana vibe. Something about this heart also reminds me of Roger & Gallet Open (1985) minus the fat vetiver accord, with the ashy feel of Open supplanted by an incense note that could be olibanum but I'm not so sure. The base is all chypre at the end, with musky civet, patchouli, sandalwood, oakmoss, and amber, almost oriental with its richness but dry enough to dodge that summation. Again, this is not different enough from what designers at the time were doing to really be as niche as it lets on, but in modern times certainly fits the bill, as most of its competition is either discontinued or reformulated without the "vavoom" of restricted aromatics. Wear time is appreciable at 8 hours and sillage is definitely period correct, so go easy on the trigger and avoid hot weather. Sources have it the modern version leans more on patchouli than civet, so if animalics scare you, then you may want to track down a new bottle instead of the original presentation.
I like Genghis Khan, and I can see how somebody could fall in love with it, but I don't fully get the hype, although I seldom do with most vintage scents placed upon pedestals oh-so high for being "forgotten lost masterpieces of a time when life was better than it is now" blah blah blah. Not bashing anyone with rose-tinted glasses towards this genre of fragrances because I know full well nostalgia is a hell of a drug, but for those reading these remarks without a bottle to smell in person, do not be swayed by them. Genghis Khan is another "bit of this, bit of that" B-lister fragrance which appeals to fans of quirky stylistic mash-ups or the "left of center" vibe which takes a theme common from the era in which it hails then twists it in a semi-novel way, but is no holy grail sauce. Genghis Khan certainly delivers as a boozy tobacco dry animalic chypre, and while it fails to conjure images of the namesake conquer, does feel at home in a seedy bar somewhere in the wilds of tropical Southeast Asia. You'll certainly achieve alpha male status wearing this one, but if you buy any of the comparables mentioned you'll still get rather close to the same effect and have an entire wardrobe of options instead of just one fragrance that mixes them. People who love musky things may see this as superior to other boozy tobacco numbers, but the application here is dry and powdery, not of the sweaty jock strap variety that drives the hardcore Kouros (1981) fans wild. All in all, this Maltese Falcon among collectors is worth a pick up at a good price, but considering it doesn't truly do anything you can't get elsewhere, really just ends up being the trophy the packaging makes it out to be at first glance. Still, this is no fault of Marc de la Morandiere, as a modern version sans the urn bottle is available for less money if the odd but enjoyable scent is all that matters. Thumbs Up

With all these fragrances, and there are a few others I know I've sampled, but I can't remember which specifically, I like them, but I feel like I'm still developing a taste for them.
Through a more enthusiastic lens, I could smell this as a relation of Versace L'Homme, one of my favorites.