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11/09/2019
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I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!
Sandor70's - sounds to me like cabbage, smoke and greasy sweetness...
The Ingredenzien and the name have me in any case already times properly turned on.
The statements and comments, however, spoke a slightly different language, so that I was skeptical - even if all the more interested - but was now rather a real bomb of smoke and dirty animalism expected.
Maybe a good keyword to start with:
The prelude is indeed marked by horse. No horse's apple, no urine. Horse and horse fur. Freshly groomed and heated by the sun. Pleasant, cuddly and naturally attractive. However, the "animal" note in question is not comparable at any level to that of animal flagships such as Hyrax, Stercus or Peau de Bête. Maybe most likely the one from Camel or Belle Bête. Also, it becomes quite quickly eingeeghüllt in all sorts of herb and smoke. After a few minutes it has completely disappeared on my house and turns into a deep dark leather note. Meanwhile, the herbaceous note changes between sweet and bitter and the entire fragrance becomes increasingly darker
Now the concentrated load of tobacco, (holy) smoke, dark black leather, earthy-smeary patchouli and creaky-dry wood comes to light. The very far back and pretty good hidden flowers have it pretty heavy and serve as an occasional flashing eye-corner adornment; with the emphasis on both adornment and adornment at the same time.
Smoked and smoked is really quite a lot in this feast - with security also the one or other Joint.
A real paradox is the aura of fragrance that moves back and forth somewhere between hippie, sexual freedom and deep dark melancholy.
And also that even in its darkest second the fragrance does not have a destructive or melancholic effect and in no way "denies life".
Even more paradoxical and fascinating, however, is really the stickling of the scent or better described here than the changeability of the scent, which actually lives through one metamorphosis after another on the skin without a break.
Therefore, it would not be possible for me to describe or classify it as "spicy-resinous" using the usual 2-word schema
The attempt would probably be:
- herbaceous-resinous, cuddly-animalic, smoky-woody-crackly, earthy, leathery, minimally bitter-floral
- Herb, marijuana, hot animal fur, darkest leather, (green) tobacco, smoke, incense, osmanthus, forest and moss, raw patchouli, bitter vanilla
- pompous, challenging, sexual, strong in character
- attractive-repellent
- dark - light - dark - light - dark
- multi-faceted, harmonious, versatile
- courageous
- extroverted
Sandor70's is with certainty bordering probability not a scent that the average man was allowed to like in the 20s. He also eats Invictus and One Million with a smoky hat for breakfast. More like "virgin noses," he could overstrain and upset.
Sandor 70's an experienced. One who has seen, experienced and tried a lot. One who tests boundaries, sometimes crosses them and is bursting with self-confidence and sexual energy.
If you wear your scent as (for lack of a better word I used this paraphrase again at this point) a decorative accessory and also think not to be noticed any further; if you want to wear a scent to get positive feedback about it, you won't feel comfortable with Sandor70's at all. Anyone who has enough self-confidence to put on a proper load of "I don't give a fuck" attitude with a spray, which will certainly also bring in critical looks and/or comments, could have found the prime example here again.
Not only does Sandor70's have enormous self-confidence, he also requires - at least - a well developed one. A territory marker that does not mark because of a hellish Sillage but because of its character and its aura.
In addition, incredibly multi-faceted and differentiated - and very well and courageously composed.
For me a very masculine, better word: male scent. However, I do not mean: a pure fragrance for men.
However, Sandor70's might still require a lot more self-confidence and attitude in women... The only woman I could imagine with that scent would be Courtney Love.
The Ingredenzien and the name have me in any case already times properly turned on.
The statements and comments, however, spoke a slightly different language, so that I was skeptical - even if all the more interested - but was now rather a real bomb of smoke and dirty animalism expected.
Maybe a good keyword to start with:
The prelude is indeed marked by horse. No horse's apple, no urine. Horse and horse fur. Freshly groomed and heated by the sun. Pleasant, cuddly and naturally attractive. However, the "animal" note in question is not comparable at any level to that of animal flagships such as Hyrax, Stercus or Peau de Bête. Maybe most likely the one from Camel or Belle Bête. Also, it becomes quite quickly eingeeghüllt in all sorts of herb and smoke. After a few minutes it has completely disappeared on my house and turns into a deep dark leather note. Meanwhile, the herbaceous note changes between sweet and bitter and the entire fragrance becomes increasingly darker
Now the concentrated load of tobacco, (holy) smoke, dark black leather, earthy-smeary patchouli and creaky-dry wood comes to light. The very far back and pretty good hidden flowers have it pretty heavy and serve as an occasional flashing eye-corner adornment; with the emphasis on both adornment and adornment at the same time.
Smoked and smoked is really quite a lot in this feast - with security also the one or other Joint.
A real paradox is the aura of fragrance that moves back and forth somewhere between hippie, sexual freedom and deep dark melancholy.
And also that even in its darkest second the fragrance does not have a destructive or melancholic effect and in no way "denies life".
Even more paradoxical and fascinating, however, is really the stickling of the scent or better described here than the changeability of the scent, which actually lives through one metamorphosis after another on the skin without a break.
Therefore, it would not be possible for me to describe or classify it as "spicy-resinous" using the usual 2-word schema
The attempt would probably be:
- herbaceous-resinous, cuddly-animalic, smoky-woody-crackly, earthy, leathery, minimally bitter-floral
- Herb, marijuana, hot animal fur, darkest leather, (green) tobacco, smoke, incense, osmanthus, forest and moss, raw patchouli, bitter vanilla
- pompous, challenging, sexual, strong in character
- attractive-repellent
- dark - light - dark - light - dark
- multi-faceted, harmonious, versatile
- courageous
- extroverted
Sandor70's is with certainty bordering probability not a scent that the average man was allowed to like in the 20s. He also eats Invictus and One Million with a smoky hat for breakfast. More like "virgin noses," he could overstrain and upset.
Sandor 70's an experienced. One who has seen, experienced and tried a lot. One who tests boundaries, sometimes crosses them and is bursting with self-confidence and sexual energy.
If you wear your scent as (for lack of a better word I used this paraphrase again at this point) a decorative accessory and also think not to be noticed any further; if you want to wear a scent to get positive feedback about it, you won't feel comfortable with Sandor70's at all. Anyone who has enough self-confidence to put on a proper load of "I don't give a fuck" attitude with a spray, which will certainly also bring in critical looks and/or comments, could have found the prime example here again.
Not only does Sandor70's have enormous self-confidence, he also requires - at least - a well developed one. A territory marker that does not mark because of a hellish Sillage but because of its character and its aura.
In addition, incredibly multi-faceted and differentiated - and very well and courageously composed.
For me a very masculine, better word: male scent. However, I do not mean: a pure fragrance for men.
However, Sandor70's might still require a lot more self-confidence and attitude in women... The only woman I could imagine with that scent would be Courtney Love.
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