Bottega Veneta pour Homme Bottega Veneta 2013 Eau de Toilette
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If you like pina coladas...
If you are wondering what the Pina Colada Song (I'm sure most of you know it,
at least since Guardians of the Galaxy ; ) ) has to do with Bottega Veneta pour Homme: Nothing.
Except for the fact that men and women often like the same things, but do not exchange ideas about them, and so in mutual ignorance about it, miss a wonderful opportunity.
What does this have to do with Bottega Veneta pour Homme? Per se, nothing.
Bottega Veneta pur Homme was one of those fragrances that I specifically looked for the
I picked out essences. A heavy Labdanum fetish dominated my desires at the time
and also the other fragrances listed have a fixed place on my list
of favorite stimulants. (Fir balm latest since the starry night of Annick Goutal, which Bottega Veneta reminds me of at times). The classification under woody-fresh only increased my desire - one of my incarnations must have been a life spent as a woodworm. (Wooden scent in many different forms: Wood shavings, bark mulch, that smoky aroma when wood is slept on... etc,etc,etc makes my nostrils quiver with interest... ). Now the experienced perfumers among you will say "a perfume is always more than the sum of its parts" and "pyramids of scents are not everything", and you might as well just put the bottles of essential oils under your nose. Right. I would never dare to talk back. And yet there are these, let's call it fetish nuances, by which one is attracted again and again. And more combination variations of these than a pine tree has needles. What does this have to do with Bottega Veneta pour Homme? Not much - except that for me the intersection of the individual notes results in a wonderful Dufkino. I perceive it as a pronounced "head-free fragrance" as a fragrance to breathe and let go. A fragrance like the still snow-cold wind blowing outwards (author's note: outwards the last phase of winter or the early phase of early spring) that whistles from my home mountains.
A smell that gives me a similar feeling as standing under one of those centuries old tree cathedrals that still exist in our jungle area. The head placed in the neck and still not grasping the true size. Furthermore, like the Labdanum, I like exactly this
"burnt wood dust" mark on my skin. I like the herbaceous edge and at the same time velvety texture of the Muscatel ointment (which by the way is growing wildly in my garden and is very familiar and appreciated), the ambivalence of the pimento with its four-note harmony of cloves, nutmeg, cinnamon and pepper. I like the resinous, ethereal freshness of pine and fir balm, the near sacred juniper. I like the fact that Bottega Venetta is not what you would call a wummser and yet he has just enough stamina to still feel the balsamic qualities of him on my arm when I fall asleep. In short: I like the individual parts of this fragrance as well as all the associations it evokes in its entirety.
If you like... If you also like these things, then you will love this fragrance too.
And if I was interested in gender signs in fragrances, I would have missed this wonderful opportunity.
Glad we talked about it
at least since Guardians of the Galaxy ; ) ) has to do with Bottega Veneta pour Homme: Nothing.
Except for the fact that men and women often like the same things, but do not exchange ideas about them, and so in mutual ignorance about it, miss a wonderful opportunity.
What does this have to do with Bottega Veneta pour Homme? Per se, nothing.
Bottega Veneta pur Homme was one of those fragrances that I specifically looked for the
I picked out essences. A heavy Labdanum fetish dominated my desires at the time
and also the other fragrances listed have a fixed place on my list
of favorite stimulants. (Fir balm latest since the starry night of Annick Goutal, which Bottega Veneta reminds me of at times). The classification under woody-fresh only increased my desire - one of my incarnations must have been a life spent as a woodworm. (Wooden scent in many different forms: Wood shavings, bark mulch, that smoky aroma when wood is slept on... etc,etc,etc makes my nostrils quiver with interest... ). Now the experienced perfumers among you will say "a perfume is always more than the sum of its parts" and "pyramids of scents are not everything", and you might as well just put the bottles of essential oils under your nose. Right. I would never dare to talk back. And yet there are these, let's call it fetish nuances, by which one is attracted again and again. And more combination variations of these than a pine tree has needles. What does this have to do with Bottega Veneta pour Homme? Not much - except that for me the intersection of the individual notes results in a wonderful Dufkino. I perceive it as a pronounced "head-free fragrance" as a fragrance to breathe and let go. A fragrance like the still snow-cold wind blowing outwards (author's note: outwards the last phase of winter or the early phase of early spring) that whistles from my home mountains.
A smell that gives me a similar feeling as standing under one of those centuries old tree cathedrals that still exist in our jungle area. The head placed in the neck and still not grasping the true size. Furthermore, like the Labdanum, I like exactly this
"burnt wood dust" mark on my skin. I like the herbaceous edge and at the same time velvety texture of the Muscatel ointment (which by the way is growing wildly in my garden and is very familiar and appreciated), the ambivalence of the pimento with its four-note harmony of cloves, nutmeg, cinnamon and pepper. I like the resinous, ethereal freshness of pine and fir balm, the near sacred juniper. I like the fact that Bottega Venetta is not what you would call a wummser and yet he has just enough stamina to still feel the balsamic qualities of him on my arm when I fall asleep. In short: I like the individual parts of this fragrance as well as all the associations it evokes in its entirety.
If you like... If you also like these things, then you will love this fragrance too.
And if I was interested in gender signs in fragrances, I would have missed this wonderful opportunity.
Glad we talked about it
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