Nerotic Laboratorio Olfattivo 2016
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Wrath, what a destructive sin.
Powerful and mighty it comes and takes possession of me. It wears the costume of jealousy. As red as an overripe fruit, it smiles at me, wanting me to follow.
Othello's spirit speaks to me and forces me to look. He opens the door that should never be opened. And must remain closed forever. WRATH is written in saffron-yellow with coarse brush strokes on it. Here behind the dark and heavy door lies the curse of my family. The heritage of destruction and frenzy. Othello whispers sweetly in my ear. "Open it, the chest of your ancestors. Let them all atone for the pain and betrayal that was done to you."
Heavy and massive is the chest, wrapped in coarse leather it stands there. Secured with rusty and amber-colored chains. Like crushed coriander, the dust lies on it like a garment from a dark time. Othello speaks, "Listen!!!". Dark and smoky is the voice from within. Tempting and seductive is the call of destruction and ruthlessness. Passion lashes my soul and my heart to the utmost. With smoky tongues and smoldering-hot desire. But I will not yield today,...not today. Not with you!
Conclusion
Passion that turns into madness. That is Nerotic for me. Jealousy in perfection.
A fragrance that teleports dark-sweet passion in a gloomy and unrestrained way.
A love that devours itself and destroys itself. One should not be strong enough for it.
Longevity: 8 to 10 hours. Longer than some relationships.
Sillage: Medium strong. Unless you get very close.
Gender: Unisex. Who has the stronger nerves?
Nerotic was immediately likable to me.
Why, I wonder???
Powerful and mighty it comes and takes possession of me. It wears the costume of jealousy. As red as an overripe fruit, it smiles at me, wanting me to follow.
Othello's spirit speaks to me and forces me to look. He opens the door that should never be opened. And must remain closed forever. WRATH is written in saffron-yellow with coarse brush strokes on it. Here behind the dark and heavy door lies the curse of my family. The heritage of destruction and frenzy. Othello whispers sweetly in my ear. "Open it, the chest of your ancestors. Let them all atone for the pain and betrayal that was done to you."
Heavy and massive is the chest, wrapped in coarse leather it stands there. Secured with rusty and amber-colored chains. Like crushed coriander, the dust lies on it like a garment from a dark time. Othello speaks, "Listen!!!". Dark and smoky is the voice from within. Tempting and seductive is the call of destruction and ruthlessness. Passion lashes my soul and my heart to the utmost. With smoky tongues and smoldering-hot desire. But I will not yield today,...not today. Not with you!
Conclusion
Passion that turns into madness. That is Nerotic for me. Jealousy in perfection.
A fragrance that teleports dark-sweet passion in a gloomy and unrestrained way.
A love that devours itself and destroys itself. One should not be strong enough for it.
Longevity: 8 to 10 hours. Longer than some relationships.
Sillage: Medium strong. Unless you get very close.
Gender: Unisex. Who has the stronger nerves?
Nerotic was immediately likable to me.
Why, I wonder???
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17 Comments
If I didn't know the scent, I would be so curious right now.
Good thing you're experiencing it and not me!
For that, there's the Demon Trophy today - I won't settle for anything less!