Who Knew?
4160 Tuesdays (2013)

When someone said count your blessings now
'Fore they're long gone
I guess I just didn't know how
I was all wrong
But they knew better, still you said forever, and ever
Who knew?

Imagine; crossing a jammy rose chypre with a green tea cologne.
Could it be done?
And if it was, would it smell like Givenchy III meets Paloma Picasso?
Who knows?

4160 Tuesdays Who Knew involves a curious opening of grass and strawberry before yielding to a rose-dominant heart and eventually a mix of green tea, woods, vanilla, and vetiver in the base.

The green strawberry opening is somewhat pleasant but admittedly seems out of place, an unfamiliar pairing. Fresh yet slightly off in the opening, the rose provides some familiar comfort in the heart, and ultimately the dry down is pretty agreeable, the lone provocateur being the green tea.

It's a moderate performer, and as a scent, isn't overwhelmingly sweet or acerbic at any one time, and is relatively easy to wear.

Certainly not among my favorites from the house but not a bad fragrance, and certainly reflective of Sarah's creativity and range, just perhaps not something that I'd especially aspire to wear, nor would I particularly prefer it on someone else. Surely it wins points for uniqueness, though.

6 out of 10

Stardate 20171105:

Vanilla with tea makes it smell like chai which is not a note I like to smell. And then berries and rose on top makes it a weird concoction.
Composition is good and has the vintage vibe and quality but I cannot wear rose chai. Sorry.

I was happy to see the green tea note listed, to help me identify what I'm smelling. This perfume makes me think of the home furnishings and decoration shop Pier 1 Imports, with wicker chairs and potpourri, on a good day.

This is a natural smelling perfume, especially for something released as recently as 2013. It has dry, bitter, natural smells, that can almost be off-putting for a second, but immediately draw the nose back in, revealing a broader complexity where the bitterness is in harmony.

Opens sharp and green with bitter tea and bergamot, rounding out fairly quickly with a hit of dry, underripe strawberry which sweetens a sour, dusty rose, dried on the stem. This faded shadow comes alive in the heart when it's resurrected by lightly-sweetened vanilla, getting ever more succulent - even a touch jammy - when the citrus fades and the tea recedes to the base. In drydown, the lapsang smokiness gives an lovely cool incensy feel; after 6 hours it's a gorgeous warm and sweet vanilla.
I really like this - there's something quite grand but fragile about the rose - it brings to mind a dusty velvet chaise in a crumbling stately home. Mrs Haversham...
Lovely development, definitely unisex.