Chinese tea
Florentine iris
Bergamot
Gingeralena
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Gingeralena
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Through the Keyhole at Egon and Erika
Egon and Erika have been married for a long time, how long Egon doesn't even know exactly anymore, and by now the spark is gone. There's no other way to put it. Nothing exciting happens in their lives anymore, they just nag at each other and live side by side in their daily routine. There are no children, no friends either, because friendships require maintenance, and neither of them had much desire for that.
Every morning, Erika drinks tea with a strong bergamot aroma, and Egon is now quite nauseated by the smell, which proves to be extremely penetrating. Why can't the woman drink coffee like she used to? But no, she is on a health kick.
"Egon," she barked in her nasal voice, "in the Bild der Frau that I read at the hairdresser, it said that coffee causes calcified vessels in old age and Chinese tea is a true fountain of youth. So, get used to it, a bit more tea might not hurt you!" Oh, this spitefulness. And that she says hairdresser instead of barber, like normal people... but she has always considered herself a bit better.
Combined with the overly strong fabric softener that Erika always uses, this creates an extremely unhappy scent mélange that wafts around the apartment and cannot be dispelled. Of course, he could also do the laundry himself or at least buy a different fabric softener, but that's a woman's job for him. He prefers to watch TV and get worked up about politics, athletes, young people, and generally the whole world.
Erika tries to bring some life into their modest dwelling with a few flowers, but he finds no joy in the greenery; it tickles his nose, the pollen leaves yellow residues on the lace tablecloth, and anyway, flowers, what a waste of his hard-earned pension. If you were to ask him which scent he associates with his wife (or his currently quite dissatisfied life), his answer would probably be this one.
Tender Light seems to consist of no more than the listed fragrance notes, only that I perceive it neither as tender nor as a special light entity. The opening is so piercing that I must unrealistically wrinkle my nose. What have they done here with my beloved tea note and the bergamot? No toilet cleaner associations, absolutely not, but it does sting quite a bit in the nose. Any lightness that tea scents often possess is absent; here a very dense scent carpet is woven from which there is no escape. Over everything hovers the citrus of the bergamot, which seems artificial. Very quickly, the iris joins in and underscores the whole thing with an extremely penetrating powder note that has a somewhat stale touch for me and doesn’t quite harmonize with the opening notes. Somehow, this scent seems a bit forced, but not well executed to me. The hammer method is used here to present the fragrance; it has nothing light or fleeting about it, as one might suspect based on the name and the listed fragrance notes. Of course, there are far worse scents, but neither this one nor Paradise Moon has really convinced me from the new Lauder series so far. I am curious about "Dream Dusk | Estēe Lauder," which doesn't fare so well here, and whether I will like it better. If I had to describe Tender Light in just a few words, it would probably be citrus-powdery-artificial-stinging-softened without being soft.
Why did I still give it 7 points? Well, it’s not a total failure and I still like it better than "Paradise Moon | Estēe Lauder," it’s just completely average and hasn’t particularly expanded my fragrance horizon.
Every morning, Erika drinks tea with a strong bergamot aroma, and Egon is now quite nauseated by the smell, which proves to be extremely penetrating. Why can't the woman drink coffee like she used to? But no, she is on a health kick.
"Egon," she barked in her nasal voice, "in the Bild der Frau that I read at the hairdresser, it said that coffee causes calcified vessels in old age and Chinese tea is a true fountain of youth. So, get used to it, a bit more tea might not hurt you!" Oh, this spitefulness. And that she says hairdresser instead of barber, like normal people... but she has always considered herself a bit better.
Combined with the overly strong fabric softener that Erika always uses, this creates an extremely unhappy scent mélange that wafts around the apartment and cannot be dispelled. Of course, he could also do the laundry himself or at least buy a different fabric softener, but that's a woman's job for him. He prefers to watch TV and get worked up about politics, athletes, young people, and generally the whole world.
Erika tries to bring some life into their modest dwelling with a few flowers, but he finds no joy in the greenery; it tickles his nose, the pollen leaves yellow residues on the lace tablecloth, and anyway, flowers, what a waste of his hard-earned pension. If you were to ask him which scent he associates with his wife (or his currently quite dissatisfied life), his answer would probably be this one.
Tender Light seems to consist of no more than the listed fragrance notes, only that I perceive it neither as tender nor as a special light entity. The opening is so piercing that I must unrealistically wrinkle my nose. What have they done here with my beloved tea note and the bergamot? No toilet cleaner associations, absolutely not, but it does sting quite a bit in the nose. Any lightness that tea scents often possess is absent; here a very dense scent carpet is woven from which there is no escape. Over everything hovers the citrus of the bergamot, which seems artificial. Very quickly, the iris joins in and underscores the whole thing with an extremely penetrating powder note that has a somewhat stale touch for me and doesn’t quite harmonize with the opening notes. Somehow, this scent seems a bit forced, but not well executed to me. The hammer method is used here to present the fragrance; it has nothing light or fleeting about it, as one might suspect based on the name and the listed fragrance notes. Of course, there are far worse scents, but neither this one nor Paradise Moon has really convinced me from the new Lauder series so far. I am curious about "Dream Dusk | Estēe Lauder," which doesn't fare so well here, and whether I will like it better. If I had to describe Tender Light in just a few words, it would probably be citrus-powdery-artificial-stinging-softened without being soft.
Why did I still give it 7 points? Well, it’s not a total failure and I still like it better than "Paradise Moon | Estēe Lauder," it’s just completely average and hasn’t particularly expanded my fragrance horizon.
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