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07/03/2020
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The exquisite meadow
And now AugustA got an Amouage after all...
First olfactory impulse: Oh, detergent..., only to realize that this is no longer the case as soon as the scent hits the skin properly.
It does come with a fresh bite, but we have a super fresh green here, coupled with a smell that you would associate outdoors with overripe fruit under the fruit tree. Full, tight. In addition there is a mildly spicy floral scent. Meadow flowers, and there it is, chamomile. Not like in tea, which most people think of being tucked up in bed, but in the meadow, it has a completely different effect. Atmosphere: yellow, white and green well-being. Natural and noble, but also calming.
So that it doesn't remain too meadow-flowery, a subtly set touch of light-coloured leather steps behind the fragrance, stern narcissus blossoms, a tiny trace of white flowers, and everything gathers under the fruit trees or in the summery orchard picture without being fruity.
If the fragrance were a recipe, Dr. Oetker would have said "very fine", but that's just distracting now. Perhaps we should call it The Exquisite Meadow
Little by little I feel the fragrance as a kaleidoscope of green tones: sometimes bright, then dark, now pungent, then fresh, balsamic, spicy, bitter, caressing, if not velvety, astringent, I even see an awake green, a shady, a sunny, a humid and a dust-dry green. Green from vegetables and green from flower stems, leaves, needles. All there, alternating, in permanent rotation and overlapping. - A fragrance experience!
Bracken is somehow - yes, self-confident. In the same sense as the women's fragrances of the 70s, which always seem harsh and comparatively demanding from today's point of view. Which smell of departure, a life of their own and their own opinion, in short: of independence. Bracken leans on this, he quotes without copying. His meadow is milder, contemporary, not retro.
For it is also speckled with light, white and silver, and despite its density the fragrance remains slender, no gold jewelry, no robe. Why is this actually modern? Maybe everything just comes back, but in a different form? Broodingly I sniff my wrist.
This may sound familiar, but the weave and structure are so special that blind buying is strongly discouraged.
Augusta now definitely wants a larger bottling plant next. Which, by the way, one drop will get you very far. Maybe 2ml will be enough for one life here. The smell seems to have got hold of me.
First olfactory impulse: Oh, detergent..., only to realize that this is no longer the case as soon as the scent hits the skin properly.
It does come with a fresh bite, but we have a super fresh green here, coupled with a smell that you would associate outdoors with overripe fruit under the fruit tree. Full, tight. In addition there is a mildly spicy floral scent. Meadow flowers, and there it is, chamomile. Not like in tea, which most people think of being tucked up in bed, but in the meadow, it has a completely different effect. Atmosphere: yellow, white and green well-being. Natural and noble, but also calming.
So that it doesn't remain too meadow-flowery, a subtly set touch of light-coloured leather steps behind the fragrance, stern narcissus blossoms, a tiny trace of white flowers, and everything gathers under the fruit trees or in the summery orchard picture without being fruity.
If the fragrance were a recipe, Dr. Oetker would have said "very fine", but that's just distracting now. Perhaps we should call it The Exquisite Meadow
Little by little I feel the fragrance as a kaleidoscope of green tones: sometimes bright, then dark, now pungent, then fresh, balsamic, spicy, bitter, caressing, if not velvety, astringent, I even see an awake green, a shady, a sunny, a humid and a dust-dry green. Green from vegetables and green from flower stems, leaves, needles. All there, alternating, in permanent rotation and overlapping. - A fragrance experience!
Bracken is somehow - yes, self-confident. In the same sense as the women's fragrances of the 70s, which always seem harsh and comparatively demanding from today's point of view. Which smell of departure, a life of their own and their own opinion, in short: of independence. Bracken leans on this, he quotes without copying. His meadow is milder, contemporary, not retro.
For it is also speckled with light, white and silver, and despite its density the fragrance remains slender, no gold jewelry, no robe. Why is this actually modern? Maybe everything just comes back, but in a different form? Broodingly I sniff my wrist.
This may sound familiar, but the weave and structure are so special that blind buying is strongly discouraged.
Augusta now definitely wants a larger bottling plant next. Which, by the way, one drop will get you very far. Maybe 2ml will be enough for one life here. The smell seems to have got hold of me.
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