Dior Dune was launched in 1991. It was created by Jean-Louis Sieuzac, Nejla Barbir and Dominque Ropion. When it was launched, the big over the toporientals were all the rage - Poison, etc., so making this kind of scent was a huge departure. It took its inspiration from escaping into the world of peace - warm sand, sun on your face, light everywhere. What it is-- a weird contrast, starting fresh, and then it is just bleak. Luca Turin declared it"true, menacing darkness... Marvelous." So is it light or bleak? Both. It is the stretching of sand dunes out as far as the eye can see. The sight that can fill you with dread if you don't have enough water and absolute joy in a morning sunrise. It's all in how you see it.
Notes of bergamot, mandarin, palisander, aldehyde, peony, broom, jasmine, rose, ylang, lily, wallflower, lichen, vanilla, patchouli, benzoin, sandalwood, amber, oakmoss and musk. Christian Dior Dune is an eau de toilette, edt.
This is an older version of Dune from 2001. I love Dior Dune regardless, but this formulation is so great.
The Hundred Classics Pick (Luca Turin & Tania Sanchez)
French Perfume Legend Pick by Michael Edwards
Reviews of Dior Dune
From Basenotes - "A genius, outstandingly original masterpiece. Dark, pensive, and something I could never live without."
From Bois de Jasmin - "Nevertheless, Dune is more like a sip of lemonade, rather than a mouthful of hot chocolate. Its modern structure also defies the fragrance pyramid—Dune reveals its heart on first inhale, while the changing accents during the course of its development lend it an enchanting and interesting aura. First, it is salty and metallic, with the pronounced verdancy of green leaves, briny seaweed and mandarin peel. Then, the layer of jasmine and rose colors it softly, throwing a sweet fruity shadow over the brightness of the initial accords. The drydown is enveloping and comforting, with the dryness of moss and patchouli offsetting the warmth of amber and musk."
From the Muse in Wooden Shoes - "Dune doesn’t smell like a beach, especially not the white-sand, big-waves, bikini-babe type of beach. It does evoke a beach for me, through its dryness and vague salty air, its indistinct florals and its woody, chalky texture. It’s a winter beach, maybe, and the wearer is all alone on it, indulging in a luxurious, peaceful solitude. Many of the reviews I’ve read mention that it does seem to have a color, and I agree: it is a peachy-sandy amber color, warm but dry, clean but not antiseptic.