I had a hard time finding much information on Sinan, a gorgeous spicy floral chypre. Like Alain Delon and Nico's doomed and beautiful son Ari, Sinan — the love-child of Coriandre and Paloma Picasso's Mon Parfum — must float in purgatory, its beauty the only solace for its obscurity.
Although it's not for everyone, Sinan has everything the adventurous chypre-lover would want: soul, depth, eroticism, and wearability with a whiff of the exotic.
Technically, perfumes in the Oriental category are amber-vanilla heavy and either spicy or sweet. Some spicy perfumes in the floral chypre category, however signify "Oriental" for me, if, to be Orientalist about it, we're talking "exotic" and evocative non-Western lands. The coriander, cardamom, patchouli, vetiver and moss in Sinan, shot through with angular green florals, is the olfactory equivalent of putting on a turquoise blue caftan and wearing big gold hoop earrings. (Think of brocaded silk, or LouLou de la Falaise during Yves Saint-Laurent's Orientalist phase.)
Top notes: Bergamot, green note, coriander, aldehydes, rosewood
Heart notes: Rose, geranium, lily of the valley, jasmine, orris, ylang-ylang, cardamom
Base notes: Patchouli, vetiver, amber, moss, musk, cistus
Sinan starts off green and herby (galbanum, rosewood, coriander and bergamot are lifted up by aldehydes), and its coriander, although prominent, is dosed with a lighter hand than it is in Coriandre. That funky, dusky herb note links to radiant and fresh florals whose verdant freshness is underlined but muffled at the same time by the intense note of coriander. Geranium's piquancy, lily of the valley's green facet, ylang-ylang's sharp sweetness are all lightly cloaked with the musty damp herbaceous blanket that is coriander.
I have so many questions about Sinan, though. First off, who the heck is Jean-Marc Sinan, and where did he go? Also, could that bottle, with the half moon top, be any hotter?
If anyone knows information on this Jean-Marc character, let me know. Until then, I will continue to sniff my wrists for a whiff of this beauty.
(If you're interested in my far-fetched Sinan/Ari metaphor, check out the trailer below for Nico Icon, a great documentary about the beautiful and self-destructive German femme fatale chanteuse.)