Gentlemen,
Martin de Candre is a fine soap. I've had it in the shave den for quite some time. Of course, we're offered many soaps in today's shave world, some just as good as Martin de Candre, but at a skinnier price. Martin de Candre has its critics, too, and that's all right. To each his own.
For years, I enjoyed the Martin de Candre in the original scent: clean and soap. Recently I tried the new rose scent. What a disappointment. Oh, the soap performs just as well as the original, but the rose scent is anemic and forgettable.
Mind you, I don't particularly care for overwhelming scents. Some are so strong that I get a headache. But if a soap is scented, at least the fragrance should have some distinction. Not so Martin de Candre rose, I'm afraid.
Some scents are just synthetic. Blah! For instance, Trumper cream in the rose scent. It is not unpleasant, but you can tell there is something unnatural about it. Some scents are magical, however, just like the real thing, if fruity, herbal or vegital, and a good example of it is the Castle Forbes lime. It's clean and robust. One's almost tempted to spike the Bloody Mary with it.
Martin de Candre rose scent, for me, easily falls in the blah! category. It's scent wasted, I think. It just doesn't talk to me. Once I finish the jar, which should probably take a decade, since it is packed solid, I'm sure I'll forget about it.
