ÉCLAT 687

The Scent Profile

ÉCLAT 687 opens with a blast of grapefruit, but instead of a juicy burst, it's more akin to grapefruit rind – slightly bitter and pithy. The coriander adds a green, almost soapy nuance, eclipsing any real basil presence. The heart unfolds with a pleasant cardamom, reminiscent of spiced chai, but it's quickly subdued by a generic orange blossom that veers into air freshener territory. The drydown is where the scent truly deviates. Instead of a smooth, rich amber and tobacco, it leans heavily into a cedar note that smells aggressively synthetic, like hamster cage shavings left in the sun. The promised warmth is replaced with a plasticky, slightly sour edge.

The Performance Stats

I get about 4 hours of noticeable projection, stretching to maybe an arm's length in the first hour before settling close to the skin. I tested it at an outdoor cafe – the gentle breeze seemed to dissipate it quickly. Later, while indoors at a dimly lit bar, it felt more present, although the scent became almost cloying.

The Verdict

If ÉCLAT 687 were a character, it would be the slick, fast-talking car salesman who seems charming at first, but reveals their true, less refined nature the longer you spend with them.