In gloomy Germany, I smelled heavily,
of sun, of beach, and of sea.
I longed for sand and club,
for a scent that can, not must.
Then something flew into my nose,
a misty fragrance, but no embarrassment.
Kai Porten stands for clear glass,
the connoisseurs wrinkle their noses quietly.
But hush, my heart! I sprayed gently,
and lo and behold, it was summer night!
A smile spread across my face,
for fakes usually don't smell like this.
Apple! Fresh! A smoky hint,
then birch tar, who needs that?
Vanilla warm, but never too heavy -
a hint of vacation, just not empty.
And suddenly. Almost unrecognized,
a fruit wafts from the tropics.
A tropical breeze, hardly noticeable, yet there,
whispers softly: The banana, oh yes!
The base embraces soft and light,
with a musky greeting to the summer night.
A sandalwood, quite beautiful and fine,
carries us into the evening light.
A summer scent, so cheeky and warm,
like summer days used to be.
Kai keeps it from being pretentious,
it smells of beach, fire, and summer weeks.
(Free interpretation, inspired by Heine)
Introduced in a perfumery. There, a very experienced saleswoman works who has always presented me with exciting fragrances. This time she showed me her new favorite scent:
Beach Klub. I chuckled. I tested. I was thrilled! An unusual summer beach scent experience.
Only those who can change their opinion have one at all.
Top Notes 
Birch tar
Apple
Rosewood
Heart Notes 
Leather
Oregano
Juniper
Base Notes 
Vanilla
Musk
Castoreum
Civet
Nozplithex
Seejungfrau
ElAttarine
Mrtangiers
Stella73
Luwa
dontBlindBuy
CharlAmbre
LeParföng
Buellbennet
Xenophanes
