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Safari for Men is exactly what I don't want a cologne to be.
It gets some points for packaging - I'll admit the box is somewhat interesting with its faux reptile hide print, and the bottle has that slightly overwrought appeal of something that glitters and shimmers when it could just as easily be overlooked.
Some say this is fresh, others call it complex - I call it synthetic junk.
I get a blast of false citrus, followed by a beggars-can't-be-choosers fake floral escapade that eventually (and lamely) evens out into a dirty oakmoss/leathery-patchouli accord. It all remains pallid and pretentious throughout its evolution, until the bitter end. Longevity is unapologetically good. The atomizer works okay, although mine spit somewhat more than it sprayed.
To me, Ralph Lauren is sort of like the "other" Calvin Klein. Too many fragrances, too many variations on the same themes, and too much tamed, artificial calone-ey hairspray gunk going on (think the much more forgiveable Polo Blue and Black). While it works for this firm's other concoctions, it just becomes painfully obvious and sophomoric here. In that regard, Safari is a lot like the playboy with no soul. Wear this if you want to smell cheap. For anything else, it's an utter failure.
It gets some points for packaging - I'll admit the box is somewhat interesting with its faux reptile hide print, and the bottle has that slightly overwrought appeal of something that glitters and shimmers when it could just as easily be overlooked.
Some say this is fresh, others call it complex - I call it synthetic junk.
I get a blast of false citrus, followed by a beggars-can't-be-choosers fake floral escapade that eventually (and lamely) evens out into a dirty oakmoss/leathery-patchouli accord. It all remains pallid and pretentious throughout its evolution, until the bitter end. Longevity is unapologetically good. The atomizer works okay, although mine spit somewhat more than it sprayed.
To me, Ralph Lauren is sort of like the "other" Calvin Klein. Too many fragrances, too many variations on the same themes, and too much tamed, artificial calone-ey hairspray gunk going on (think the much more forgiveable Polo Blue and Black). While it works for this firm's other concoctions, it just becomes painfully obvious and sophomoric here. In that regard, Safari is a lot like the playboy with no soul. Wear this if you want to smell cheap. For anything else, it's an utter failure.