Convention dictates winter as the season for rich ambers, smoky-spicy woods, and sappy, indulgent resins, but fougères can take on a deeply satisfying and surprising sense of melancholy and poignance when worn in colder weather. Their bracing top notes and herbal zing chirp a lonelier, calmer tune, and their thick shaving cream bases lose drama and extroversion, instead appearing humbler and more...