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The Pleasant Total Refusal of a Statement
Sometimes it is indeed the greater art to forgo something, to step back, to remain stylishly silent, than to find things good, beautiful, or worthy of support. It is easy to roar, to cheer euphorically, and to feel perpetually at the center of the world. Restraint, simply saying nothing, resting within oneself - that rarely sticks with others.
Exactly this understatement is wonderfully captured by Aigner black. It opens dusty-dry, very serious and dignified; at first, it evokes memories of the completely humorless Encre Noire by Lalique, with a heaviness that almost smells of Kafka's "The Trial" - described as a pencil note in previous comments. Waxen, rigid, strict - this is exactly how Aigner black opens.
Fortunately, it quickly counters its anti-commitment. Where Encre Noire remains humorless and endlessly lifeless about administrative acts, civil procedure codes, and the necessity of sustainable development, Aigner black quickly develops a creaminess, becoming smooth and even a bit cuddly. It remains wonderfully unpretentious, meandering more with the patience of a mid-sized Alpine glacier through the room than becoming loud, intrusive, or Oktoberfest-like in any form.
And the warmth remains as well. No stuffy overheating, no rush to seize nasal contact in five seconds, no ultra-masculine hormonal surge that would need to be twisted into the opposite by excessive sweetness - Aigner black must be worn because one can forgo much. Or simply does not need it.
Exactly this understatement is wonderfully captured by Aigner black. It opens dusty-dry, very serious and dignified; at first, it evokes memories of the completely humorless Encre Noire by Lalique, with a heaviness that almost smells of Kafka's "The Trial" - described as a pencil note in previous comments. Waxen, rigid, strict - this is exactly how Aigner black opens.
Fortunately, it quickly counters its anti-commitment. Where Encre Noire remains humorless and endlessly lifeless about administrative acts, civil procedure codes, and the necessity of sustainable development, Aigner black quickly develops a creaminess, becoming smooth and even a bit cuddly. It remains wonderfully unpretentious, meandering more with the patience of a mid-sized Alpine glacier through the room than becoming loud, intrusive, or Oktoberfest-like in any form.
And the warmth remains as well. No stuffy overheating, no rush to seize nasal contact in five seconds, no ultra-masculine hormonal surge that would need to be twisted into the opposite by excessive sweetness - Aigner black must be worn because one can forgo much. Or simply does not need it.
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