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01/21/2019
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Cowardice is punished with the end of the world
One of my recurring nightmares, not too often, but sometimes again, contains images of huge tidal waves crashing onto the coast and burying us without a chance. Eleventh Hour" also resorts to similar myths, (primeval) fears and premonitions; or at least he has put his name in this direction. That it's close to near and we've been destroying our unique planet for decades, even the biggest dumb-jaw might know (except Trump now) and that it might even be too late to change something, too.
But this still quite fresh Byredo is anything but a pessimistic doomsday scent that screams "after me the Flood". It's a very green, spicy pepper-rum cocktail that doesn't suit me at all. He captures the hopelessness and fear, the consumption of alcohol and the flight to higher green mountain ranges. If one should stick to the thought. But there are definitely more fun and pleasant associations that a fragrance can and should evoke...
On a purely olfactory level, this Byredo is also less appealing to me. As always made of high quality, a fine "blend" so to speak, but I still don't like figs in my perfume. In "Eleventh Hour" a triumvirate of pepper, fig and rum sets the tone. And it doesn't exactly go squeamishly to the point... Cinnamon associations also spread to me, but rather green and freshly coloured in spring. A very texture-rich, tempting paradise scent, for many a hit, which creates in MIR but only a migraine paradise and which I can hardly wear. And fragrance reviews remain highly subjective and personal. But if you like figs with a good grip, you have to test them. And even face the downfall... ;-)
Flacon: nordic by nature
Sillage: at first breathtaking, then quickly dampened
Shelf-life: 7 hours but a little bit loose
Conclusion: when the world ends, you are allowed to drink rum and stink of figs. Or something like that. But even if the sky falls to the earth, I will no longer be a friend of "cowardly" fumes... i'm sorry.
But this still quite fresh Byredo is anything but a pessimistic doomsday scent that screams "after me the Flood". It's a very green, spicy pepper-rum cocktail that doesn't suit me at all. He captures the hopelessness and fear, the consumption of alcohol and the flight to higher green mountain ranges. If one should stick to the thought. But there are definitely more fun and pleasant associations that a fragrance can and should evoke...
On a purely olfactory level, this Byredo is also less appealing to me. As always made of high quality, a fine "blend" so to speak, but I still don't like figs in my perfume. In "Eleventh Hour" a triumvirate of pepper, fig and rum sets the tone. And it doesn't exactly go squeamishly to the point... Cinnamon associations also spread to me, but rather green and freshly coloured in spring. A very texture-rich, tempting paradise scent, for many a hit, which creates in MIR but only a migraine paradise and which I can hardly wear. And fragrance reviews remain highly subjective and personal. But if you like figs with a good grip, you have to test them. And even face the downfall... ;-)
Flacon: nordic by nature
Sillage: at first breathtaking, then quickly dampened
Shelf-life: 7 hours but a little bit loose
Conclusion: when the world ends, you are allowed to drink rum and stink of figs. Or something like that. But even if the sky falls to the earth, I will no longer be a friend of "cowardly" fumes... i'm sorry.
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