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06/07/2021
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Unexpected often comes - or skin fragrance in a different way
This fragrance on my watch list still came from my "fig phase" and although I had already thrown out some other potential candidates again, this somehow stuck. With one of my last sample orders I thought to myself then "Oh, come, at least times one, with which one also gets samples outside of the forum, so up on the sample order list."
My expectations were, admittedly, quite low. Although I like fig, provided that it is not fruity and dripping with sweetness, at the same time, however, my personal nemesis - sandalwood - is stated and obstructed here as a clearly perceptible component. But if one smelled everything exactly and in the order as indicated, it would not be a Chieffo fragrance. The few I know are so wonderfully blended that while there is a progression, it is hardly dominated by any particular notes. It is from the beginning a harmonious, if one likes the fragrances then, whole, everything finely interwoven and although partly dominant white flowers (e.g. with 1,2,3 Stella!) are processed, they hardly give the tone, resonate subliminally. Malicious tongues claim that this is the arbitrary-familiar mishmash, I claim that this is also an art, which must first be accomplished.
So also here. I don't get too much of the top note, because pretty quickly the heart note comes into play. The narcissus dulls a little flowery before itself and my color association is at this point - matching broom and narcissus - more yellow, rather than green. Still, green also fits, I think to myself, just fresh somehow doesn't. For about two hours, the fragrance remains in yellow-matte floral mode, I like rather less and even the green fig, which flashes every now and then, does not save the whole thing. I'm almost done with this scent, "nice, yes, but somehow too flowery and not bright enough" when the woody base sneaks up, which is a true revelation for me. Astonished, I notice that what is coming up from my arm triggers a feeling of well-being in me that I don't know how to classify at first. For days I ponder, testing every now and then and ignoring the nasty woody synthetic note that always becomes formative as soon as I press my nose too hard on the arm. Eventually, though, it 'clicks' - to me, this musky, subtly spicy-woody base smells like someone familiar to me. Not unwashed, but not fresh out of the shower either, not asleep, but slept in, but definitely still warm from bed, like this unique blend of my own skin scent, grooming, detergent and shower gel. Therefore, this fragrance also does not "humanize", has no animalism; and yet it smells so familiar, somehow like a better edition of oneself.
Judging by the sparse comments and the "nice" and "familiar" (in other contexts) indications, my scent perception is indeed a very personalized and associated one that I nevertheless felt the need to share with you.
Rarely have I been so sure that I absolutely must have a fragrance - luckily there was a remaining bottle in the souk : ).
My expectations were, admittedly, quite low. Although I like fig, provided that it is not fruity and dripping with sweetness, at the same time, however, my personal nemesis - sandalwood - is stated and obstructed here as a clearly perceptible component. But if one smelled everything exactly and in the order as indicated, it would not be a Chieffo fragrance. The few I know are so wonderfully blended that while there is a progression, it is hardly dominated by any particular notes. It is from the beginning a harmonious, if one likes the fragrances then, whole, everything finely interwoven and although partly dominant white flowers (e.g. with 1,2,3 Stella!) are processed, they hardly give the tone, resonate subliminally. Malicious tongues claim that this is the arbitrary-familiar mishmash, I claim that this is also an art, which must first be accomplished.
So also here. I don't get too much of the top note, because pretty quickly the heart note comes into play. The narcissus dulls a little flowery before itself and my color association is at this point - matching broom and narcissus - more yellow, rather than green. Still, green also fits, I think to myself, just fresh somehow doesn't. For about two hours, the fragrance remains in yellow-matte floral mode, I like rather less and even the green fig, which flashes every now and then, does not save the whole thing. I'm almost done with this scent, "nice, yes, but somehow too flowery and not bright enough" when the woody base sneaks up, which is a true revelation for me. Astonished, I notice that what is coming up from my arm triggers a feeling of well-being in me that I don't know how to classify at first. For days I ponder, testing every now and then and ignoring the nasty woody synthetic note that always becomes formative as soon as I press my nose too hard on the arm. Eventually, though, it 'clicks' - to me, this musky, subtly spicy-woody base smells like someone familiar to me. Not unwashed, but not fresh out of the shower either, not asleep, but slept in, but definitely still warm from bed, like this unique blend of my own skin scent, grooming, detergent and shower gel. Therefore, this fragrance also does not "humanize", has no animalism; and yet it smells so familiar, somehow like a better edition of oneself.
Judging by the sparse comments and the "nice" and "familiar" (in other contexts) indications, my scent perception is indeed a very personalized and associated one that I nevertheless felt the need to share with you.
Rarely have I been so sure that I absolutely must have a fragrance - luckily there was a remaining bottle in the souk : ).
