This one's a divisive Montale. What it promises on the tin - wood and spices - it delivers for some, but for others, it's a screechy floral mess, a generic freshie, or even worse, a whiff of cat pee. A chaotic opening often gives way to a pleasant, well-performing drydown, if you can stick it out. Definitely not a blind buy.

This woody wonder is utterly divisive, evoking either luxurious creaminess or a straight-up pickle jar. If your skin plays nice, you're in for a clean, calming sandalwood dream; otherwise, be prepared for a briny nightmare.