Well! Not exactly a bottle for the display case! The bottles from this house are nothing less than design impertinences. What is that supposed to be?! Game pieces from some dull 1970s board game?! At least: As a miniature, this bottle at least reminds me of an inkwell, and, should I say something - ink is i n s i d e. - It's not just listed there! Nope, nope!
Regardless of the fact that I hadn't googled the ingredients yet, regardless of the fact that when I first saw the blue bottle, I didn't even think of "inkwell" (but only thought, `Ugh, what an ugly bottle´), I immediately (!) smelled the first ink in the store.
The `first´ ink?! Yes! - The crazy thing about this stuff is that you get to know ink from several angles, that there is actually a real progression in it: First classic ink, then sweet ink, and lastly - creamy ink. Incredible! What it can do.
Honestly, that was new to me. That ink can also be s w e e t, or even c r e a m y…! What, now. Sounds disgusting!? But not at all. The Messager is wearable, beautiful, and entertaining. The best part: The ink is not just something you can smell… It i s the perfume. - That it takes on that mentioned progression is like, let's say, a rapper or a writer in a movie getting the lead role right away, and then also doing the stunts themselves, and, who knows - - also juggling?!
Just came to my mind. Actually, I hate juggling. Anyway, I mean, hey. Just think about it. Ink that manages to take on a P r o g r e s s i o n…XD!
As I said, it first becomes sweet, then creamy, never forgetting what it is - - and w h a t it is does not disturb the fragrance experience at all.
On the contrary, The Messager is a wonderful perfume at every stage. At the same time, it's once again a time travel, a surfing on the red thread of life: The experimentation with fresh writing skills using the calligraphy set, with a real wooden dip pen and various widths of nibs… depending on how you hold the nib, the line becomes wide or narrow, the uncle shows how it's done.
Then the entrance into the fascinating institution of school, where you can even see and smell blue, green, and red ink. And, to taste. The villains bite the cartridges, make a mess with them; blue mouths, green tongues. Blotting sheets, refill mishaps, colorful fingers - ink spills, stains on the wooden tables… n o t from ink, we only had Eddings much later.
We enthusiastically collected the wonderfully differently colored cartridge sealing balls, so, these, um, t h i n g s that are pressed into the cartridge when activating it to let the ink flow freely. Just the thought of it still manages to awaken hunting fever and collecting mania in me, the excitement about it has unfortunately faded with today's students XD
Unpleasant thought that they are just thrown away this year. Maybe I should start again… ?? What are they actually made of? Glass? Yes, yes. Sooo fascinating. In my environment, it was common to keep empty cartridges like sheep - occasionally one was slaughtered, and the balls and the cut-off "heads" were stored separately. Wealth, abundance, outdoing each other with possessions, whoever writes a lot can slaughter many cartridges… Overall, the pride in the first own fountain pen (it was from Geha, in black-yellow)…!
Now I see in those who are KIDS TODAY, every time the same pride in their first own fountain pens: “XYZ XYZ, look a t m e! I have a f o u n t a i n p e n !!!” - “XYZXYZ, can we write with the fountain pen?!”
Ink, yes. Such an important good!
As a nose creature, I already classified the typical smell as highly interesting in my own childhood, surely thought a time or two that it has perfume potential: Yes, I think that's exactly how we imagined the year 2000 - - you spray yourself with ink scent, and have a car that talks to you.
Yup. - The name of the perfume, which is completely successful for my nose, very harmonious, and suitable for all seasons refers less to the substance than to the word written with it: Each individual becomes the messenger of our thoughts, insights, pamphlets, theories, drafts, and shopping lists, which rushes out into the world, and the letters are its organs. Or something like that ^^! Anyway! Whoever doesn't smell ink in The Messager should first smell ink to not miss the astonishment effect.
…Yup. So far, so good. I will say something about the longevity soon, and the sillage is definitely good; I am bursting with excitement about what the surroundings will say.
Top Notes 
Bergamot
Heart Notes 
Ink
Base Notes 
Vanilla
White musk
Ceesie
leocoll4
Ergoproxy
Kovex
Stulle
CharlAmbre
Heikeso
Radarlocke01
Tradescantia
YellaYella
