11/06/2018

Meggi
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Rustic Earthiness
Mr. Bedel had already presented an idea of black currant in the sibling fragrance 'La Cautiva'. With 'Malena', however, he again proves this powerfully, because the present candidate has considerably more green leaves. It seems as if something is being cut off from the shrub spreading out in the garden. And a little mint is throttled with it. The bitter dough magnolia tone, on the other hand, is only plausible for me because I have read the information. Moreover, since everything mixes with the declaredly pure vegetable musk, it is not quite clear what is or should be, except for the currant, which is beyond all doubt.
The fact that currants, as one of the top garden stinkers, can not only be green, but also prickly fruit, is underlined here by an overemphasis on the acidic over the fruity aspects of fruit. In this respect the (see below) references to grapefruit, pomelo etc. are fully justified. The fragrance goes even further: it becomes bitter in the late morning. The fruity part is almost gone. Bitter like maybe oil from the lemon peel? The closest thing to my impression is actually the biting, pungent smell of mouldy citrus fruit.
I can only reassume that this is the magnolia. Exaggerated - at least if I use my summer magnolia as a reference. She also did this bitterness, but she didn't dress up or emphasize it as much as here.
But like the calm after the storm, all this is over around noon and the scent swings onto a new track. There's no stench left. Unsupported I would now bet on a contribution of sweet-spicy wood. This can't be a coincidence, because the fresh green that is continuously involved shows that we move unaltered in the vicinity of the currant. It is she who gives the appearance of spice. This has succeeded very realistically. And the tongue-in-cheek joke about it is the approach of earthliness, which has openly survived the meanwhile drifts very well. Unexpectedly, 'Malena' presents itself as a quiet, beautiful currant scent. A spike too unperfumed maybe. As if that had slipped first into one direction exaggerated (mold lemon) now into the other. And it's gone quiet. At a distance of ten cm from the skin, the scent is hardly perceptible.
It is remarkable that in the late afternoon a little more fruit shows up again. Not the only Fueguia where already lost candidates for the top note experience reincarnation. Until the evening 'Malena' accompanies me in the end.
All in all, in the sense of a conclusion, I find the scent in the front too grumpy and out back too tame. For an austere ladies' cracker, for example for the evening appearance, it is also a little too rustic, because it lacks polish. Still worth a test, of course.
I'd like to thank the robins for rehearsing.
The fact that currants, as one of the top garden stinkers, can not only be green, but also prickly fruit, is underlined here by an overemphasis on the acidic over the fruity aspects of fruit. In this respect the (see below) references to grapefruit, pomelo etc. are fully justified. The fragrance goes even further: it becomes bitter in the late morning. The fruity part is almost gone. Bitter like maybe oil from the lemon peel? The closest thing to my impression is actually the biting, pungent smell of mouldy citrus fruit.
I can only reassume that this is the magnolia. Exaggerated - at least if I use my summer magnolia as a reference. She also did this bitterness, but she didn't dress up or emphasize it as much as here.
But like the calm after the storm, all this is over around noon and the scent swings onto a new track. There's no stench left. Unsupported I would now bet on a contribution of sweet-spicy wood. This can't be a coincidence, because the fresh green that is continuously involved shows that we move unaltered in the vicinity of the currant. It is she who gives the appearance of spice. This has succeeded very realistically. And the tongue-in-cheek joke about it is the approach of earthliness, which has openly survived the meanwhile drifts very well. Unexpectedly, 'Malena' presents itself as a quiet, beautiful currant scent. A spike too unperfumed maybe. As if that had slipped first into one direction exaggerated (mold lemon) now into the other. And it's gone quiet. At a distance of ten cm from the skin, the scent is hardly perceptible.
It is remarkable that in the late afternoon a little more fruit shows up again. Not the only Fueguia where already lost candidates for the top note experience reincarnation. Until the evening 'Malena' accompanies me in the end.
All in all, in the sense of a conclusion, I find the scent in the front too grumpy and out back too tame. For an austere ladies' cracker, for example for the evening appearance, it is also a little too rustic, because it lacks polish. Still worth a test, of course.
I'd like to thank the robins for rehearsing.
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