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02/05/2024
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Caution: you become a tie....*grunt* *grunt*
Civet friends: do you feel the same way? Have you only ever had a hint of civet in your fragrance? Without any pithy, crunchy additions, but rather only vanilla pudding, fruit basket or pre-diabetes fragrances at the start? No more questioning looks as to whether you've showered or whether it's supposed to be like this?
I have the solution here: leave the fruit basket in the job advertisements, here a fragrance evokes what you really want to be: animals. Dirty, animalistic, garnished with green. Because you raced through the undergrowth like a wild boar on the hunt for your female counterpart; this impression must also be olfactory. You pigs.
Our friend Georg Selleck has launched something here that will make you feel fresh under your blouse, a fresh breeze fluttering through your chest hair. After it has grown within minutes and you can put your toupee back on your head. I've counted: even my feet now look like a mountain gorilla from Rwanda!
But enough platitudes, let's get the moustache out of my teeth for a moment: yes, we've got classic herbaceous from the good old days that I never got to know. I'm young, not all of you. But take comfort: in the eyes of my children, we are all ancient. Including the animalistic Triple Crown, you almost go broody. In the test, I had to quickly leave the meadow next door at the farmer Hubert's after seeing the gleam in some of the animals' eyes!
I have known civet very well since an acquaintance became a hobby perfumer and obviously has a soft spot for civet. In the sense of all you can eat. This one - 1981 by MGO - smells exactly like that. Brutal from time to time, sometimes disguised by tarragon and friends. I'd like to say it's becoming more harmless. And yes, successively you get run over less within seconds. You have ten seconds before your brain realizes what it's smelling.
If you like that and find Kouros, Antaeus too soft or some pseudo-ouds not fecal enough: you'll be helped here. Then 10/10 is also in it, for many others diametrically opposed to 0/10. 1981 is nevertheless well realized and multi-faceted, one must attest.
I have the solution here: leave the fruit basket in the job advertisements, here a fragrance evokes what you really want to be: animals. Dirty, animalistic, garnished with green. Because you raced through the undergrowth like a wild boar on the hunt for your female counterpart; this impression must also be olfactory. You pigs.
Our friend Georg Selleck has launched something here that will make you feel fresh under your blouse, a fresh breeze fluttering through your chest hair. After it has grown within minutes and you can put your toupee back on your head. I've counted: even my feet now look like a mountain gorilla from Rwanda!
But enough platitudes, let's get the moustache out of my teeth for a moment: yes, we've got classic herbaceous from the good old days that I never got to know. I'm young, not all of you. But take comfort: in the eyes of my children, we are all ancient. Including the animalistic Triple Crown, you almost go broody. In the test, I had to quickly leave the meadow next door at the farmer Hubert's after seeing the gleam in some of the animals' eyes!
I have known civet very well since an acquaintance became a hobby perfumer and obviously has a soft spot for civet. In the sense of all you can eat. This one - 1981 by MGO - smells exactly like that. Brutal from time to time, sometimes disguised by tarragon and friends. I'd like to say it's becoming more harmless. And yes, successively you get run over less within seconds. You have ten seconds before your brain realizes what it's smelling.
If you like that and find Kouros, Antaeus too soft or some pseudo-ouds not fecal enough: you'll be helped here. Then 10/10 is also in it, for many others diametrically opposed to 0/10. 1981 is nevertheless well realized and multi-faceted, one must attest.
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