06/19/2024

Krmarich
139 Reviews

Krmarich
1
The greatest dancer!!!
I arrived a little late to this party, yet after watching House of Gucci, I had to find a bottle of the original inspiration for men. This lost masterwork speaks a different language in today's market for men. In fact, it is totally foreign to anything sold or bottled after 1990.
The composition is fairly classic for its time. It seems so subtle with its streamline notes. Citrus, vetiver, carnation on leather and cedar sound dull in today's market. It doesn't shout or project very far. It seductively draws others in to get a better wiff. Its anything but dull. In fact, it's exciting as an inch of fresh cut bills in your wallet. Most modern "blue trends" are no comparison for today's crowd. This was when tattoos were vulgar.
The 1970s was "so free to do what or who you wanted" and this was what men who had carloads for money would wear for a night on the town. This smells like wealth, prestige and status. If you had the cash, then you had a pair of those gold lined shoes to go with it. Otherwise, you might be a "wanna-be" in the crowd. I imagine those wealthy men at Studio 54 who would mingle with the "commoners". If you were single, people might swarm you. Remember the disco classic He's the Greatest Dancer? " The best designers, heaven knows-Halston, Gucci, Fiorucci..." I get it now!
The composition is fairly classic for its time. It seems so subtle with its streamline notes. Citrus, vetiver, carnation on leather and cedar sound dull in today's market. It doesn't shout or project very far. It seductively draws others in to get a better wiff. Its anything but dull. In fact, it's exciting as an inch of fresh cut bills in your wallet. Most modern "blue trends" are no comparison for today's crowd. This was when tattoos were vulgar.
The 1970s was "so free to do what or who you wanted" and this was what men who had carloads for money would wear for a night on the town. This smells like wealth, prestige and status. If you had the cash, then you had a pair of those gold lined shoes to go with it. Otherwise, you might be a "wanna-be" in the crowd. I imagine those wealthy men at Studio 54 who would mingle with the "commoners". If you were single, people might swarm you. Remember the disco classic He's the Greatest Dancer? " The best designers, heaven knows-Halston, Gucci, Fiorucci..." I get it now!