04/16/2019

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What is actually a bad mood scent or Who has worries, also has liqueur
I've been wearing this scent for two days now. In the garden while mowing the lawn and weeding the weeds, while shopping (huiii again expensive!) and during various bicycle rides with the children... (please RIGHT RUN! RE-HIGHT...!!!!!) ...It's holidays, it's early spring with all its tulips, daffodils, winterlings, forsythia... I see yellow, yellow yellow, the magnolia next door drops banana peels in the gardens. So Mr. Neighbor, please rake and sweep every day, otherwise there will be trouble.
The birds are roaring in front of the window at half past five. (Hey, does anyone know where the spring tiredness comes from?) The sun is shining and I have even worn short sleeves with goose bumps today. Sometimes I already dream about sandals. And with all this I am surrounded by a delicate, tangerine-yellow-orange scent, like busy bees, with little buckets of henkele on my feet.
Loud cheerful notes, yes indeed.
Of the eleven notes from the pyramid, some I feel are dazzling. The Hawaiian wedding flower doesn't want to get googled, and I'm a little suspicious. The association 'wedding' wants to fit so well to 'happy'...Well then.
Start at the front of the fragrance. A few common suspicious components can be found in the top note: bergamot, fresh green lemon and the always sporty pamelmuse. However, these two slightly effervescent fruit notes are immediately intercepted by the mandarin and carried into the sweetness. It's not mentioned, but I smell also candied orange slices, but not the dry, brown ones, from the Christmas spotpourri, but these here shine like cathedral windows.
Or like Capri ice cream.
The heart note combines spring and summer notes. Countless white flowers are snowing in. Jasmine shines fragrantly from afar, a few fruit trees in addition... Here spring and summer - fruits here and flowers there - unite and it becomes clear that it is not really a native scent, but an exotic and it wants to be worn where it belongs. On vacation, on vacation, in the sun.
Boysenberries are simply a cross between blackberries and raspberries, better brimberries so to speak. They come from America, just around the corner from Hawaii by the way .....You should meet them in the heart note, not yet to pick, but as flowers. Well, I can't smell it, but I can sense it. It smells like fruit blossoms.
Slowly the Capri ice cream melts with my skin and all the bees and flowers together, to a well-known scent:
Sunshine on warm skin. There is even a bitter component, that must be the laurel. And I think this is typical Clinique: always slightly edgy, somewhat bold and very cultivated in this fragrance despite the cuteness.
Earlier, while sniffing at my forearm, I asked myself what actually characterizes a so-called good mood scent. Here the term would be so impudently imposed that one would like to avoid it.
Short brainstorming. Good mood...is light-heartedness, freedom from worries, no brooding, simply serenity, a smile in the eyes and sunshine in the heart. Taste doesn't need caffeine, 'Happy' doesn't need sexiness, is an end in itself for innocent serenity.
I can really use it: the kids drive as they like, fucking magnolia slop, account empty and in the garden everything full of weeds.
And I spray, I spray, I spray................................................................................................................
The birds are roaring in front of the window at half past five. (Hey, does anyone know where the spring tiredness comes from?) The sun is shining and I have even worn short sleeves with goose bumps today. Sometimes I already dream about sandals. And with all this I am surrounded by a delicate, tangerine-yellow-orange scent, like busy bees, with little buckets of henkele on my feet.
Loud cheerful notes, yes indeed.
Of the eleven notes from the pyramid, some I feel are dazzling. The Hawaiian wedding flower doesn't want to get googled, and I'm a little suspicious. The association 'wedding' wants to fit so well to 'happy'...Well then.
Start at the front of the fragrance. A few common suspicious components can be found in the top note: bergamot, fresh green lemon and the always sporty pamelmuse. However, these two slightly effervescent fruit notes are immediately intercepted by the mandarin and carried into the sweetness. It's not mentioned, but I smell also candied orange slices, but not the dry, brown ones, from the Christmas spotpourri, but these here shine like cathedral windows.
Or like Capri ice cream.
The heart note combines spring and summer notes. Countless white flowers are snowing in. Jasmine shines fragrantly from afar, a few fruit trees in addition... Here spring and summer - fruits here and flowers there - unite and it becomes clear that it is not really a native scent, but an exotic and it wants to be worn where it belongs. On vacation, on vacation, in the sun.
Boysenberries are simply a cross between blackberries and raspberries, better brimberries so to speak. They come from America, just around the corner from Hawaii by the way .....You should meet them in the heart note, not yet to pick, but as flowers. Well, I can't smell it, but I can sense it. It smells like fruit blossoms.
Slowly the Capri ice cream melts with my skin and all the bees and flowers together, to a well-known scent:
Sunshine on warm skin. There is even a bitter component, that must be the laurel. And I think this is typical Clinique: always slightly edgy, somewhat bold and very cultivated in this fragrance despite the cuteness.
Earlier, while sniffing at my forearm, I asked myself what actually characterizes a so-called good mood scent. Here the term would be so impudently imposed that one would like to avoid it.
Short brainstorming. Good mood...is light-heartedness, freedom from worries, no brooding, simply serenity, a smile in the eyes and sunshine in the heart. Taste doesn't need caffeine, 'Happy' doesn't need sexiness, is an end in itself for innocent serenity.
I can really use it: the kids drive as they like, fucking magnolia slop, account empty and in the garden everything full of weeds.
And I spray, I spray, I spray................................................................................................................
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