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Aramis, the seducer
Aramis enters the bookstore and is a bit irritated, having already seen books titled "Toxic Masculinity" and "Don't Be a Man" out of the corner of his eye as he enters.
Yes, well, one thing was undeniable, he WAS a man.
A man in his prime. Raised in America in the mid-60s, named after an aphrodisiac root, as his mother Estée never tired of pointing out, though he would have preferred a musketeer as a namesake...
With brisk steps he approaches the sales counter, where a tall blonde is smiling at him. "Hello, how may I be of service?" Aramis sees her take a deep breath to inhale his scent, he experiences this reaction often, nothing new to him.
"I'm looking for a book on scents, if you could point me to something? "
"Of course, why don't you come with me, we'll go up one floor."
Closer than would be seemly, she walks up beside him and leads him to a secluded part of the store to the shelf of books on perfume.
"What exactly are you looking for?" she asks him with a sly grin.
"Well, I want to decipher my scent, I don't have the tools to do it though."
Now she doesn't hide it anymore, with her eyes closed she inhales deeply and with relish.
"Mhmm, they smell so different from the men who usually come in here, spicy, tangy and incredibly sexy," at this she approaches his neck.
"And they like that?" "Yes, very much I also detect leather and a note like, um, a warm man's body." Now they are so close that Aramis can count the freckles on her nose. She glances up, swallows, opens her lips slightly, and without a second thought, he grabs her hips, pushes her against the bookshelf, and kisses her deeply as she wraps her arms around his neck.
Well, there doesn't seem to be that much of a hurry with the scent analysis....then I'll take over for a minute:
The gifted Berhard Chant created Aramis, a multi-dimensional fragrance, in 1964.
Aramis appears ambivalent, it can radiate closeness and familiarity but also distance and even arrogance. Exuberance versus seriousness, an invigorating game for nose and brain.
In the United States, it was the first advertised men's fragrance that was also offered in department stores (no longer just perfumeries).
An old-school chypre, carefully reformulated, still tells of sex and closeness and demands a certain amount of self-assurance from its wearer.
As a leather chypre Aramis starts with aldehydes and a fresh bitter herbaceousness, which probably comes from the mugwort. Clove and cumin bring spice and that 'warm-body vibe' that's often described as sweaty - that's not how I perceive it.
Sandal, patch and vetiver bring a small innocent twist in the heart note, which, however, is soon broken by Castoreum (synth.Bibergeil).
Hence comes the animalic-sensual suede accord, which perfectly complements the spices and sinks together with them in a bed of moss.
The unassuming matter-of-factness with which Aramis presents its sensuality and sexiness is impressive.
Especially since our noses are often surrounded by shower gel and yummy scents.
In an interview, Roja Dove calls Aramis 'One of the 5 fragrances that drive women wild.'
I can only say, right he is!
Yes, well, one thing was undeniable, he WAS a man.
A man in his prime. Raised in America in the mid-60s, named after an aphrodisiac root, as his mother Estée never tired of pointing out, though he would have preferred a musketeer as a namesake...
With brisk steps he approaches the sales counter, where a tall blonde is smiling at him. "Hello, how may I be of service?" Aramis sees her take a deep breath to inhale his scent, he experiences this reaction often, nothing new to him.
"I'm looking for a book on scents, if you could point me to something? "
"Of course, why don't you come with me, we'll go up one floor."
Closer than would be seemly, she walks up beside him and leads him to a secluded part of the store to the shelf of books on perfume.
"What exactly are you looking for?" she asks him with a sly grin.
"Well, I want to decipher my scent, I don't have the tools to do it though."
Now she doesn't hide it anymore, with her eyes closed she inhales deeply and with relish.
"Mhmm, they smell so different from the men who usually come in here, spicy, tangy and incredibly sexy," at this she approaches his neck.
"And they like that?" "Yes, very much I also detect leather and a note like, um, a warm man's body." Now they are so close that Aramis can count the freckles on her nose. She glances up, swallows, opens her lips slightly, and without a second thought, he grabs her hips, pushes her against the bookshelf, and kisses her deeply as she wraps her arms around his neck.
Well, there doesn't seem to be that much of a hurry with the scent analysis....then I'll take over for a minute:
The gifted Berhard Chant created Aramis, a multi-dimensional fragrance, in 1964.
Aramis appears ambivalent, it can radiate closeness and familiarity but also distance and even arrogance. Exuberance versus seriousness, an invigorating game for nose and brain.
In the United States, it was the first advertised men's fragrance that was also offered in department stores (no longer just perfumeries).
An old-school chypre, carefully reformulated, still tells of sex and closeness and demands a certain amount of self-assurance from its wearer.
As a leather chypre Aramis starts with aldehydes and a fresh bitter herbaceousness, which probably comes from the mugwort. Clove and cumin bring spice and that 'warm-body vibe' that's often described as sweaty - that's not how I perceive it.
Sandal, patch and vetiver bring a small innocent twist in the heart note, which, however, is soon broken by Castoreum (synth.Bibergeil).
Hence comes the animalic-sensual suede accord, which perfectly complements the spices and sinks together with them in a bed of moss.
The unassuming matter-of-factness with which Aramis presents its sensuality and sexiness is impressive.
Especially since our noses are often surrounded by shower gel and yummy scents.
In an interview, Roja Dove calls Aramis 'One of the 5 fragrances that drive women wild.'
I can only say, right he is!
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