
Tofuwachtel
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From Glücksburg ......
.......to Sonthofen. Almost everyone knew Tosca.
There was the shooting festival in Buderniederlitz. It was quite lively. That was several decades ago, and yet, sometimes people still talk about it today.
Erna, who was in service with teacher Jüllermann, was also there that evening. And his son. And she slapped him.
He was a bit tipsy and was shouting across the whole hall: Miss Erna, if you smell good, you look much prettier!
Erna swept across the dance floor and gave him a good smack. Her scent of soap and flowers lingered like fine powder in the air long after she had left the festival.
Her position was gone. Erna then joined a singing group. She had a wonderful and memorable voice.
Over the years, she made a name for herself. A really good one. In her own way, she was a star. She was known from Glücksburg to Sonthofen. She sang on all stages. Not just provincial or city theaters. Also at state theaters.
Her voice and her scent were legendary. And when she stepped onto the stage, she built herself up. Then she showed what she could do and what was inside her. And many were surprised.
She always smelled of a fine soap speckled with yellow and orange. It lay among her laundry.
And when the fine soap mist had receded somewhat, the flowers came. But nothing was really sweet. The blossoms were all under a warm, soft, spicy veil.
The rose had no thorns, and the lily of the valley chimed rather softly. Sure, there were other flowers, but they didn’t take the spotlight. The solo was only Erna. In any case, it felt like a softly sepia powdery image that still showed a bright golden shimmer. Just like her voice, her scent had an absolute recognizability. And both fit perfectly together.
She knew what she could do and would have made an absolutely perfect figure on the international stage. She never made that leap. And eventually, it fell. The final curtain.
Today, she sometimes picks up the old photos and smiles. Then she turns on the gramophone and sings once again her signature role with her unmistakably intense wonderful voice. Tosca.
There was the shooting festival in Buderniederlitz. It was quite lively. That was several decades ago, and yet, sometimes people still talk about it today.
Erna, who was in service with teacher Jüllermann, was also there that evening. And his son. And she slapped him.
He was a bit tipsy and was shouting across the whole hall: Miss Erna, if you smell good, you look much prettier!
Erna swept across the dance floor and gave him a good smack. Her scent of soap and flowers lingered like fine powder in the air long after she had left the festival.
Her position was gone. Erna then joined a singing group. She had a wonderful and memorable voice.
Over the years, she made a name for herself. A really good one. In her own way, she was a star. She was known from Glücksburg to Sonthofen. She sang on all stages. Not just provincial or city theaters. Also at state theaters.
Her voice and her scent were legendary. And when she stepped onto the stage, she built herself up. Then she showed what she could do and what was inside her. And many were surprised.
She always smelled of a fine soap speckled with yellow and orange. It lay among her laundry.
And when the fine soap mist had receded somewhat, the flowers came. But nothing was really sweet. The blossoms were all under a warm, soft, spicy veil.
The rose had no thorns, and the lily of the valley chimed rather softly. Sure, there were other flowers, but they didn’t take the spotlight. The solo was only Erna. In any case, it felt like a softly sepia powdery image that still showed a bright golden shimmer. Just like her voice, her scent had an absolute recognizability. And both fit perfectly together.
She knew what she could do and would have made an absolutely perfect figure on the international stage. She never made that leap. And eventually, it fell. The final curtain.
Today, she sometimes picks up the old photos and smiles. Then she turns on the gramophone and sings once again her signature role with her unmistakably intense wonderful voice. Tosca.
Updated on 01/21/2022
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Top Notes
Aldehydes
Neroli
Bergamot
Lemon
Orange
Heart Notes
Jasmine
Lily of the valley
Narcissus
Ylang-ylang
Rose
Base Notes
Labdanum
Ambergris
Patchouli
Vanilla








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