Dzing! (1999)
by L'Artisan Parfumeur

Heaven in a bottle. This is a buzzy, bubbly vanilla that mellows out and lasts forever (12 hours on me, althought I always moisturize), has perfect sillage with 1 or 2 sprays, and garners compliments from everyone. I get a bit of leather and smokey odors, along with the vanilla/burnt sugar note, but words don't describe it. My new found staple.

I admire this. Don't get any animals or sawdust, to me it's about reading an old newspaper in a French cafe while eating a vanilla biscuit and opening silver cigarette-box wrapping. Makes me feel smart and sexy, alert. But what I don't like is the way its just vanishes before I've had time to ask for the check! Make this last twice as long and I'll spring for a couple of bottles.

This does smell a bit like Black, but on me I like this a lot better.

After speaking with a sales rep, I found a very interesting way to wear Dzing for those of you (female) who believe that this scent is a little too leathery, dry and has no staying power. Combine Dzing with La Chasse aux Papillons. It sounds strange and it sounds like it won't work, but it does. It smells like leather and lace and the Papillon gives it more staying power

Oh wow! This really does smell like animal bedding and cotton candy. I don't know how I am supposed to react to this - the "zoo"-like smells are so obvious from the first spray. It also smells a little bit like the fur of your pet cat after it's been lounging in the sun for a few ours. All very interesting, but not something I would spray on myself. A little too reminiscent of other kinds of "sprays".

Another in the series of olfactory explorations that works as a story incredibly well, but - for me anyway - completely fails as a perfume.

“At last!” I though, admiring Dzing!’s acrobatic artwork, “A fragrance to revive my childhood fantasies of running away to join the circus!”. However, with the anticipation of feathers and sequins, colorful choreography and some playful clowning, I was sorely disappointed. … Nevertheless, Dzing! is memorable for having more chutzpah than you can shake a juggling club at. In Dzing! is the essence of the lion tamer: under his feet is burnt popcorn ground into the sawdust of the ring by skittish showhorses; around him are the fur and fluids of wild animals; in the air is the fearful adrenaline of a hushed crowd; all these are mastered by the single bold crack of a leather whip. Dzing ! is not for pretty showgirls: it is for courageous artists with wild spirits to tame.

Bulgari Black was walking along one day, but it was the weekend, so instead of stopping at its usual destination of the tire fire, it decided to go to the circus. There, it was covered in light fur and a leather saddle was thrown upon its back and it was thrust into the proceedings. It's smokey vanilla sweetness is better suited here anyways.