Top Notes 
Banana leaf
Fruity notes
Heart Notes 
Lavender
Geranium
Sage
Rosemary
Base Notes 
Cedar
Oakmoss
Sandalwood
Patchouli
10/12/2013
Silverfire
134 Reviews
Silverfire
8
A Random Walkabout
Quasar, frankly, confuses me. I had read that it provided a woodsy experience, and the bottle screams class and aggression, but the scent experience is a rather random walkabout. Let me explain.
The first few notes are a light, shampoo-y kind of scent. Our hero has just leapt out of the shower, singing. He wraps a towel around his waist, tucks a flower behind his ear, and then decides to go jogging. It's a long jog, but after two hours, he gets hit with some cologne. He smells himself and declares himself to be the bee's knees. His flower has not wilted, and the sweat only adds to his collection of scents surrounding him.
After a while, he gets tired of jogging and stops by a mountain stream on the edge of the woods. There, he washes himself and arises from the waters smelling bracingly fresh! The flower is still tucked behind his ear, and his towel is as crisp and scent-neutral as ever. He whistles and strides into the woods as darkness falls.
There, he befriends a stray bear and quaffs some maple syrup that a friendly lumberjack left behind for stray joggers like himself. As the temperature falls, the scent of the woods and the scent of his shower combine to be bracing in a different way, which provides some relief to the aroma of maple syrup. Eventually he finds a place to sleep beneath the stars and awakes to a new day, completely scent free.
If Quasar intended to tell a story, I can't make heads or tails of it; it ended up in an interesting place, but I'm not that patient to wait eight hours to get there.
The first few notes are a light, shampoo-y kind of scent. Our hero has just leapt out of the shower, singing. He wraps a towel around his waist, tucks a flower behind his ear, and then decides to go jogging. It's a long jog, but after two hours, he gets hit with some cologne. He smells himself and declares himself to be the bee's knees. His flower has not wilted, and the sweat only adds to his collection of scents surrounding him.
After a while, he gets tired of jogging and stops by a mountain stream on the edge of the woods. There, he washes himself and arises from the waters smelling bracingly fresh! The flower is still tucked behind his ear, and his towel is as crisp and scent-neutral as ever. He whistles and strides into the woods as darkness falls.
There, he befriends a stray bear and quaffs some maple syrup that a friendly lumberjack left behind for stray joggers like himself. As the temperature falls, the scent of the woods and the scent of his shower combine to be bracing in a different way, which provides some relief to the aroma of maple syrup. Eventually he finds a place to sleep beneath the stars and awakes to a new day, completely scent free.
If Quasar intended to tell a story, I can't make heads or tails of it; it ended up in an interesting place, but I'm not that patient to wait eight hours to get there.
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