Moonwind fragrance notes
Head
- aldehydes, green notes, bergamot, marjoram, violet, lemon
Heart
- rose, jasmine, lily of the valley, ylang ylang, carnation, hyacinth
Base
- amber, sandalwood, liatrix, musk, benzoin
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Latest Reviews of Moonwind

Overall. this is a sour-dirty opening aldehyde floral, with marketing declaring it a tribute to some moon goddess of love, hence the name Moonwind. The aldehydes and bergamot follow galbanum and majoram, with bits of violet and hyacinthe, including a seldom-seen floral note called "liatrix", described as the "gayfeather" flower and having a coumarinic-type smell. Civet adds its urinous sourness here, fleshed out with musky ylang-ylang and jasmine. A sharp rose and carnation add a dandy facet to the heart of the chypre, while eventually the bite of oakmoss and sandalwood become clearer alongside some benzoin, a touch of vanilla, and Avon's patent house amber. Whereas Elusive is more musky overall, and Charisma more soapy/green, Moonwind leans more-heavily on woods and oakmoss in its finish, being the darkest and most-aromatic of the three animalic floral chypres, and still several tiers beneath the overall skank-fest of something like the aforementioned Bal à Versailles. Fact of the matter is, this is still a descendant of the structure found in Bal à Versailles, much like Jean Patou 1000 (1972) would be, just not benefiting from the same level of production budget or uncompromised artistic direction. Wear time is appreciably long, and sillage will be moderate, but more than you might expect from a "cologne" (Avons were seldom ever the concentration they were labelled anyway). Best use would be wherever you fancy, as there is no real place for a perfume like this in 21st century society.
Moonwind is something those same aforementioned collectors would likely go gaga for had it been released by a more-esteemed designer house, or at least one that was an actual designer house that maybe didn't get as much attention, like a Worth or Weil; because then claims of misunderstood genius or hidden gems could be made. Not Avon though, because Avon is Avon, and that's that. Being so dismissed really makes something like Moonwind a bigger hidden gem than most would know, also keeping prices comparatively lower than other long-discontinued vintages of similar style and age. If you're someone who simply doesn't care about bullshit like provenance and fake psuedo-propriety among perfume brands, especially when dealing with long-gone fragrances that nobody is exactly singing the blues about anyway; and you're just someone who loves a good, classic green musky floral chypre from a by-gone era, then I have good news for you my friend: Avon Moonwind is fairly attainable assuming you're in one of its bigger markets (like the US) or are willing to use foreign versions of eBay to get it from somewhere like the US to your doorstep. Moonwind might not blow the socks off someone used to walking around doused in deep vintage Guerlain Mitsouko (1919), but it certainly is a very good representation of its genre, although maybe the the kinks a little too ironed out for someone of those wilder and unfettered tastes. as described earlier. Thumbs up

It was still half full, and although I recalled the bottle and name with love and nostalgia, all that emotion was for the people involved. Moonwind is something I recognize now as a hell of chypre, which is my least favorite genre.
I'm reading these other reviews and thinking I'm insane. Moonwind for me opened dirty, sweaty. Startlingly so. It found some balance with some lavender AND bitter citrus up top, which got sucked into sexy with a dry rose/floral note underpinned by too much oakmoss and a dose of slightly powdery amber. I know the soapy smell of vetiver, and I wasn't looking for it (at my mother's there is no internet and sketchy cell signal--I was blind)and I didn't notice it.
I just put on a little dab to one wrist and the projection reached my nose with no problem, as though I were wearing a parfum from today. It also lasted for a good six hours, subsiding into a pleasant mossy/amber/powdery skin scent that I could sniff right up until the next hot shower.
I was disappointed. I felt sad to write this review--right up until just two minutes ago. I was washed over with a strange and intense desire to get my hands on my kitty bottle. OUT of my mother's curio cabinet and into MINE.
I need to wear Moonwind again. And, I realize, AGAIN.
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