It wears on me strongly medicinal, woody and slightly animalistic, drying warm and woody with clear herbal notes. Western noses might be more enthusiastic towards this because they most likely haven't smelled anything like this before; but as a middle easterner, Interlude reminds me too much of spice cabinets for it to cause the same level of intrigue for me. It has a lot of flavors that I don't like, but I respect the choice of others in which they find their happiness.

The gorgeous blue bottle and gold cap is also a perk of ownership, but don't let the color fool you, this is the furthest thing from a fresh fragrance in any sense of the word.

There is a certain charred spice quality mixed with leathery facets really pushed forward because of how smooth and sweet balsamic ambery the backdrop is.

I just don’t understand why almost all masculine Amouage fragrances are good, and the feminine ones make me sick.Niche seems to be a fancy way of saying "I'm too pretentious to allow myself to smell like anything anyone might enjoy.