Notturno Fiorentino Bois 1920 2010

"When is a man a man?", asked Gröni on the album "Bochum" in 1984. I was 8 years old at the time - when and whether men were men was not exactly my primary concern; rather the boys, because they were really stupid, I knew that for sure. Besides, I knew that boys were definitely not better than us girls, as they sometimes claimed. However, there are other girls in other times and countries who are quite sure they know that boys are better and worth more. Thank God I was spared from that; I grew up in an emancipated society.

I could write a five-page treatise on the topic "Emancipation - Benefits and Harms", about androgynous fashion trends and knitting booms, about their effects on homosexuals, about the loss of dual-gender identity due to upheaval in role distribution and future forecasts. But actually, I just want to point out that women today increasingly ask, "When is a woman a woman?"
Unfortunately, many women think that just because they can do everything, they must also do everything at the same time. Children and career, marriage and independence, time for oneself and for the partner, organic garden and political volunteer work, harp lessons and Pink concerts - and who the hell does the household? Burnout is pre-programmed. You can't do it all.

If you want it all, wear Notturno Fiorentino. Just the bottle conveys a mélange of tradition (the gold-plated cap) and modernity (the pink bottle). The scent is an enchanting blend of soft, non-sticky vanilla and a rose that comes across as anything but cloying thanks to the blackcurrant. The pepper gives it mystique, the bergamot freshness, the jasmine sweetness, and the cedarwood groundedness. Really delicious!

Notturno Fiorentino awakens in me primal feminine virtues like sensuality, strength, and gentleness and answers the question of the definition of being a woman with feeling, not with reason.
With it, I can be everything: a warming mother, a caring partner, a cunning businesswoman, a charming hostess, queen of the night, starry romantic, and a slut in bed - and through it all, I am always me, I have always been me.
No one can expect more femininity than what we have available - least of all ourselves.