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Heiko
This is Heiko. (If any Heiko is reading this - sorry, you are not meant!) Heiko is in his mid-thirties and works as an investment advisor at a branch in a medium-sized city, let’s say Gummersbach. (If there are any Gummersbach residents here: it’s wonderful in Gummersbach, absolutely wonderful - and you are not meant!) Heiko is also the deputy branch manager, as stated on the business card he always carries - that there are only four other employees besides Heinz, the mustachioed branch manager, two of whom are part-timers - nobody knows that. In his free time, Heiko enjoys reading Men's Health, and he has a subscription to Börse Online, which is visibly stacked in the guest toilet.
Heiko lives in a three-family house under the roof, and it almost looks a bit like a loft. Heiko is quite proud of his large television, which stands in the middle of his beech veneer living room unit. There isn’t much else in this unit - except for 'Börsenpsychologie' by André Kostolany, a few DVDs, and a swimming candle in a cocktail glass; Heiko has no idea where that came from. In front of the house is Heiko's car, a white 316i that is just over five years old, but the 316i isn’t labeled, so nobody can see it when Heiko drives to client appointments. He likes to wear wrinkle-free, brick-red or petrol-colored shirts with his finely striped suit and the black shoes that look like they are hand-stitched if you don’t look too closely. In the trunk of the 316i, Heiko always has his sports bag when he manages to leave the bank branch in downtown Gummersbach early.
Of course, Heiko also uses perfume. He prefers fresh scents, especially in blue bottles - one of which he also has in the sports bag in the trunk of the white 316i. But when he goes out to eat with his girlfriend - he loves steak the most - or goes to a bar in Cologne on the weekend - then he might opt for a fancier scent.
Heiko has of course heard of Oud. Well, he doesn’t really know what it is, but he read in Men's Health that Oud is trendy and chill and classy. He once went to the big Douglas store in Cologne on Schildergasse and asked for something with Oud, but given the price - sorry, man, is he crazy? But then Heiko discovered Aigner's N°1 Oud for a very small amount of money, and when you smell at the spray head - wow, it smells just like the stuff for 200 euros! Heiko then took a bottle home, which now stands in the bedroom, with the cardboard packaging still next to it, and when he picks up his girlfriend on Saturday evenings with the white 316i, she sniffs him and asks: 'You smell so good - is that the one with Oud again?'
Conclusion: anyone who still wants an Oud scent now doesn’t really burn for the delicious, ethereal oil of the agarwood tree, doesn’t burn for its metallic glow, its silver-bright shine. They are just looking for something that smells like Oud when you briefly smell at the spray head - and for the first ten minutes after spraying. They are well served with Aigner's N°1 Oud. It doesn’t smell bad, it smells like Oud (or something very similar), and it is more than fairly priced. Go, Heiko!
Heiko lives in a three-family house under the roof, and it almost looks a bit like a loft. Heiko is quite proud of his large television, which stands in the middle of his beech veneer living room unit. There isn’t much else in this unit - except for 'Börsenpsychologie' by André Kostolany, a few DVDs, and a swimming candle in a cocktail glass; Heiko has no idea where that came from. In front of the house is Heiko's car, a white 316i that is just over five years old, but the 316i isn’t labeled, so nobody can see it when Heiko drives to client appointments. He likes to wear wrinkle-free, brick-red or petrol-colored shirts with his finely striped suit and the black shoes that look like they are hand-stitched if you don’t look too closely. In the trunk of the 316i, Heiko always has his sports bag when he manages to leave the bank branch in downtown Gummersbach early.
Of course, Heiko also uses perfume. He prefers fresh scents, especially in blue bottles - one of which he also has in the sports bag in the trunk of the white 316i. But when he goes out to eat with his girlfriend - he loves steak the most - or goes to a bar in Cologne on the weekend - then he might opt for a fancier scent.
Heiko has of course heard of Oud. Well, he doesn’t really know what it is, but he read in Men's Health that Oud is trendy and chill and classy. He once went to the big Douglas store in Cologne on Schildergasse and asked for something with Oud, but given the price - sorry, man, is he crazy? But then Heiko discovered Aigner's N°1 Oud for a very small amount of money, and when you smell at the spray head - wow, it smells just like the stuff for 200 euros! Heiko then took a bottle home, which now stands in the bedroom, with the cardboard packaging still next to it, and when he picks up his girlfriend on Saturday evenings with the white 316i, she sniffs him and asks: 'You smell so good - is that the one with Oud again?'
Conclusion: anyone who still wants an Oud scent now doesn’t really burn for the delicious, ethereal oil of the agarwood tree, doesn’t burn for its metallic glow, its silver-bright shine. They are just looking for something that smells like Oud when you briefly smell at the spray head - and for the first ten minutes after spraying. They are well served with Aigner's N°1 Oud. It doesn’t smell bad, it smells like Oud (or something very similar), and it is more than fairly priced. Go, Heiko!
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Your comment strongly reminds me of a colleague who once told me, as a "mere" VW driver: driving only begins with the "star"...
@you: even affordable fragrances can be enjoyable.
Everyone finds happiness in their own way (Frederick II).
Thumbs up for the comment.
"essential oil of the agarwood tree," but you do realize that all those trendy oud disinfectant scents use 90% synthetic substitutes, right?