Gennadii Svintsev

Gennadii Svintsev

Feb. 16, 2026

5/5

5

Dangerous tuberose. Niche brands that are truly worth attention can be counted on the fingers of one hand. Naomi Goodsir is undoubtedly among them. This is an entire universe, and I would love to have every one of her fragrances in my collection. This is especially true for the new masterpiece Nuit de Bakélite. For me, this is the most unexpected and desired tuberose. The perspective on this flower is completely different. It's not the benchmark Fracas tuberose, not the "woody" Cedre tuberose, not the bad girl from Narcotic Venus, and certainly not the lustful tuberose from Mad et Len or Lancome. Nuit de Bakélite is Naomi herself. The scent of a dark green forest, full of rustles and dangerous flashes. If you're looking for a flower, you might not find it in the translucent thickets of galbanum and wormwood, stumbling over sharp stones and getting entangled in the roots of wicked plants. But if you persist and don't turn back, a powerful accord of wild, frantically animalic tuberose awaits you, a hypnotic and instantly engulfing vegetal-floral stream. Honestly, this sensation is similar to the effect of good English poppers. Your face burns, your vision blurs, and your heart beats with furious force. Is this generous "gift" from Naomi long-lasting? Oh yes! So much so that after leaving the store and getting into the car, I was kicked out with a demand to walk around the windy city because "listen, this is too much, my blood pressure went up." I dreamed of a mineral tuberose, not sweet or vulgar, as perfumers often make it. I wanted a broken, yet defiant tuberose that had rooted itself in wet earth and greedily drank poisonous water. Now I dream of Nuit de Bakélite. I dream and I fear. I'm afraid I won't be able to handle the power