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Stairway to Heaven
It gave her the following story a few years ago: I'm taking my first unsafe step into a drugstore. The decision has been made: The time when deodorant was used as perfume is over, today I will
a little more mature. At this time the shop is empty, only saleswomen creeping through the aisles are already keeping an eye on me. Three more ladies at the back counter. I can tell from their looks: "Another boy who's perfuming himself just before a date." I'm approaching the ladies who are now
to a kind of girl walk together and face me like a bulwark, only pink chewing gum is missing. I've had to go through with this, I've wanted it this way. Full of courage and determined, I gather briefly and stutter stutter the important words that I had previously put together: "Excuse me, can you advise me?
Those words were like a bomb. It was the magic words that burst the Gordian knot. The cool girl gang with staring eyes turned into a horde of caring grandmothers. "Of course, what can it be, the young master?" Everything's going according to plan so far, now on the confessional: "I've never been to a perfumery before and don't have any scent, that's about to change." Two ladies feel obliged and swarm out. I go with one and stand in front of the shelf with the big brands. A second one comes in from the left and holds a million bucks under my nose. I move in: "Poah, this smells like a lollipop in cotton candy." Somewhat offended, she pulls back the test strip and then came with Dior Homme to save her expertise.
Then she used it to shoot sparrows with guns. The first time it smelled and intoxicated it pulls my head in the neck. It clicked. I can't hold myself back any longer and break out in euphoric laughter. "Wow... he knocks me out." The lady knew what she was doing because that's all it took. I had the test strip given to me and said goodbye somewhat prematurely completely intoxicated around the smell by the shop to carry. I couldn't defend myself, again and again my hand pulled to my nose. Then it was clear: This should be my first fragrance.
Although I am now a fragrance junkie, a small collection of my own and know of various fragrances by DH (Uomo, Givenchy Gentleman etc.) this first impression is still
the same. DH has something special that I can't put into words, it clicks and pulls me straight into the sky.
a little more mature. At this time the shop is empty, only saleswomen creeping through the aisles are already keeping an eye on me. Three more ladies at the back counter. I can tell from their looks: "Another boy who's perfuming himself just before a date." I'm approaching the ladies who are now
to a kind of girl walk together and face me like a bulwark, only pink chewing gum is missing. I've had to go through with this, I've wanted it this way. Full of courage and determined, I gather briefly and stutter stutter the important words that I had previously put together: "Excuse me, can you advise me?
Those words were like a bomb. It was the magic words that burst the Gordian knot. The cool girl gang with staring eyes turned into a horde of caring grandmothers. "Of course, what can it be, the young master?" Everything's going according to plan so far, now on the confessional: "I've never been to a perfumery before and don't have any scent, that's about to change." Two ladies feel obliged and swarm out. I go with one and stand in front of the shelf with the big brands. A second one comes in from the left and holds a million bucks under my nose. I move in: "Poah, this smells like a lollipop in cotton candy." Somewhat offended, she pulls back the test strip and then came with Dior Homme to save her expertise.
Then she used it to shoot sparrows with guns. The first time it smelled and intoxicated it pulls my head in the neck. It clicked. I can't hold myself back any longer and break out in euphoric laughter. "Wow... he knocks me out." The lady knew what she was doing because that's all it took. I had the test strip given to me and said goodbye somewhat prematurely completely intoxicated around the smell by the shop to carry. I couldn't defend myself, again and again my hand pulled to my nose. Then it was clear: This should be my first fragrance.
Although I am now a fragrance junkie, a small collection of my own and know of various fragrances by DH (Uomo, Givenchy Gentleman etc.) this first impression is still
the same. DH has something special that I can't put into words, it clicks and pulls me straight into the sky.
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