09/30/2020

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Quiet howl
Uncommented fragrances No. 158
Howl is Allen Ginsberg's most famous poem and shaped the dark, intoxicating tone of the poetry of the beat generation in a drastic confrontation with drugs and addiction If you know the background, which the ambitious and by me very much appreciated brand Jardins d'Écrivains explicitly calls for, you will expect the worst, but then you will be irritated and yet happily disappointed. Howl is no wild rage, no shrill scream and no ambitious avant-garde, but a fragrance for the notorious gentleman who appreciates simple brushstrokes, clear components and a reduced composition. Sometimes brands succeed in creating something new with a few but newly combined components. Maybe this is a bit pompously formulated, but Howl is at least on the way to something traditionally new or new tradition.
Essentially I smell lavender, which determines the prelude, but remains stubbornly stuck, cinnamon and tonka in the heart, which I often don't like in fragrances, because in combination they often turn out too spicy and sweet for me, but here with the lavender they seem very moderate. There it goes. The base simply smells woody ambered, without me being able to define it more precisely, because the fragrance melts into a gentle unity. That's really nothing more, but it doesn't need to be more, especially if a fragrance represents something that I would describe cautiously euphorically with good style. Fits perfectly with a custom-made jacket (no tailoring), maybe with English check (Prince of Wales would be an option) or with tweed (Harris wouldn't have to be, but that wouldn't be a mistake either), preferably with leather patches on the sleeve, because the fragrance is in a leather case - and if so, then so be it.
Good footwear for this goes without saying
Howl is Allen Ginsberg's most famous poem and shaped the dark, intoxicating tone of the poetry of the beat generation in a drastic confrontation with drugs and addiction If you know the background, which the ambitious and by me very much appreciated brand Jardins d'Écrivains explicitly calls for, you will expect the worst, but then you will be irritated and yet happily disappointed. Howl is no wild rage, no shrill scream and no ambitious avant-garde, but a fragrance for the notorious gentleman who appreciates simple brushstrokes, clear components and a reduced composition. Sometimes brands succeed in creating something new with a few but newly combined components. Maybe this is a bit pompously formulated, but Howl is at least on the way to something traditionally new or new tradition.
Essentially I smell lavender, which determines the prelude, but remains stubbornly stuck, cinnamon and tonka in the heart, which I often don't like in fragrances, because in combination they often turn out too spicy and sweet for me, but here with the lavender they seem very moderate. There it goes. The base simply smells woody ambered, without me being able to define it more precisely, because the fragrance melts into a gentle unity. That's really nothing more, but it doesn't need to be more, especially if a fragrance represents something that I would describe cautiously euphorically with good style. Fits perfectly with a custom-made jacket (no tailoring), maybe with English check (Prince of Wales would be an option) or with tweed (Harris wouldn't have to be, but that wouldn't be a mistake either), preferably with leather patches on the sleeve, because the fragrance is in a leather case - and if so, then so be it.
Good footwear for this goes without saying
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