Shaman Anomalia Paris for women and men

Imagine you enter an old abandoned house or a mansion. None has lived there for ages. But still - the entrance has that old chandelier covered with dust and oak furniture that tells you the story about the good old times. The air is humid that has soaked the furniture and the air of wood, lacquer and mold is hitting in your nose. But it is not that cool and chilly sense of abandonment, because you sense the smell of charcoal that is still smothering in the oven... The water in the kettle is even hot! A gentle whiff has moved the curtain, but there' s no way the breeze can pass in. A handful of pebbles on the floor with unrecognizable engravings here... some hand-made straw elements there... but no footprints or other marks that a human being has even recently been there. But you still can sense the presence of him. The sense of superhuman, primordial power watching you. The powdery warm sense of a living being here... You don' t know if to be feared or not, but you rest assured that you will be fine.
***This scene was the first that came into my mind when I sensed this perfume. Not anything I can wear on a daily basis but something raising my imagination for sure. Strong sense of wood, charcoal (maybe leather), but the tiny sense of iris is giving that warm powdery human being' s warmth. Could not call it other than shaman.

Tried Shaman by Anomalia Paris on a whim, and I can't shake it off my mind. It's like this wild, mesmerizing scent that's perfect for anyone who digs the deep, earthy vibe of cigars or the thrill of exploring the wilderness. Reminded me of my adventures in the Canadian wilds—totally unique and unforgettable.

“Shaman” by Anomalia Paris was the last chapter in my discovery of the brand, and man, did it leave an impression. It’s like nothing I’ve ever encountered.

At first, I was totally thrown off. It hit me with this intense, exotic vibe that was honestly a bit much. Made the smokiness of other fragrances seem like a gentle breeze in comparison. But let me tell you, this scent is a journey.

“Shaman” packs a punch with Gaïac wood, Iris, black pepper from India, Magnolia, and Leather. It’s like being teleported to a super fancy cigar room in a Swiss alpine hotel, where the air is thick with the finest cigar smoke mingling with high-end perfume. At first, it’s overwhelming, but give it time, and it starts to reveal these hidden layers, even some floral notes that catch you by surprise.

Over time, this fragrance seriously grows on you. It changes so much on the skin, more than any other perfume I’ve tried. It’s bold, it’s brave, and it’s so different from anything out there. Wearing it feels like you’re part of an exclusive club.

Anomalia Paris is really shaking things up in the perfume world with “Shaman.” It’s amazing to see a brand be so daring with their creations. Discovering this scent and the brand has been a real treat. Can’t wait to see what they come up with next!

Discovering this perfume I entered with trepidation, wary of the oft-overpowering nature of smoky perfumes. As an ardent enthusiast of their revered Abed, my curiosity was piqued enough to venture into this potent concoction.
The mystique of Shaman is its heady overdose of guaiac wood – a note that undulates through the air, wrapping you in a cashmere-like blanket of scent. It struck me profoundly, the way this fragrance speaks without uttering a word, dispensing a significant degree of warmth that's both assertive and generously comforting.
Taking on the layering suggestion, I've mixed Jardins Humanistes with Shaman and awaited the alchemy between the two. The result was nothing short of alchemical—my mind entirely captivated by the heightened beauty that danced between the notes.
Shaman is not for the faint of heart. It is a testament to the boldness of Anomalia, a brand that seems to understand the delicate line between overwhelming and majestically powerful. It’s a fragrance that doesn’t nudge; it beckons and then embraces with an intensity that is as unforgettable as it is luxurious.
If there is a perfume that could transform the multitude of sensory experiences into a single scent narrative, Shaman is the embodiment of it. I leave my experience thoroughly enchanted, with a new olfactory treasure to covet.