Splendid Attars
January 16, 2026 at 08:17 PM
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I wore Sultan Pasha Perfumes Joyeux Extrait de Parfum on a dull Tuesday and the air shifted from grayscale to Technicolor. If you think fougère means polite lavender and office-safe musk, brace yourself. This is a barbershop with good posture and a wicked sense of humor, filtered through the dense, oil-slick elegance that Sultan Pasha does when he’s in his element, with the polished architecture Chris Carbonnel is famous for.
What it smells like on skin:
The extrait format isn’t a gimmick here. It reads as plush volume, not shouty sillage. Projection is a handshake, not a tackle, and the drydown is lingering velvet that makes shirts and scarves smell like you actually know what you’re doing with your life. On me, it moves from sparkling-green to creamy-woody over six to eight hours, with that soft hay-vanillic hum fougère lovers chase.
If you’ve lived through too many ambroxan fogs and gourmand sugar rushes, Joyeux feels like a reset. It nods to the classical barbershop lineage but avoids cosplay. No shrill citrus, no plasticky aromatics, no mall-cologne swagger. Just optimism, structure, and texture. It is feel-good in the grown-up sense: mood-lifting without acting cute.
The name matters. Joyeux suggests candor over theatrics, and that is exactly how it wears. It is celebratory, not loud. I can see it on a linen shirt in July or a cashmere rollneck in January. If 2025 is the year the fougère stops sucking in its gut and starts breathing, this is the inhale.
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Published: January 16, 2026 at 08:17 PM