06/06/2021

Annenas
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Annenas
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In the Egyptian burial chamber
Papyrus is to be understood literally here, with all associations to Egyptian paper production, hieroglyphics, desert sand and mysterious burial chamber. PM opens slightly musty, moist and with unmistakable papyrus note. Lightly spiced by pepper and coriander, the scent settles almost oily on the skin and stays right there: skin deep. Sillage is hardly present, but that actually does not bother, because who likes to have this smell on him, will be perfectly happy to have it for himself.
I perceive it as damp, slightly musty papyrus, earthy and yet still with powdery, dusty undertones somewhere. We are not in a light, bright library here, even smelling of musk and print blackness. Oh no, we are standing in the middle of an Egyptian burial chamber. The dampness rolls off the stones of the walls, a dry desert sandalwood wind blows from outside, a clump of coriander grows somewhere in the corner. Grave goods are ancient papyri and peppercorns. Tobacco and leather give depth, while the tonka bean adds a slightly sweetish-modish contrast.
In the drydown, the mustiness fades a little, the scent becomes drier and clearer, more sand(elwood) and a little less spice. And then, all of a sudden, it's over. We step out of the burial chamber into the light and somehow the whole smell is just gone. Maybe a hint of sand, a slight scratch in the throat and Papyrus Moléculaire has evaporated like a memory of a long-gone culture.
I perceive it as damp, slightly musty papyrus, earthy and yet still with powdery, dusty undertones somewhere. We are not in a light, bright library here, even smelling of musk and print blackness. Oh no, we are standing in the middle of an Egyptian burial chamber. The dampness rolls off the stones of the walls, a dry desert sandalwood wind blows from outside, a clump of coriander grows somewhere in the corner. Grave goods are ancient papyri and peppercorns. Tobacco and leather give depth, while the tonka bean adds a slightly sweetish-modish contrast.
In the drydown, the mustiness fades a little, the scent becomes drier and clearer, more sand(elwood) and a little less spice. And then, all of a sudden, it's over. We step out of the burial chamber into the light and somehow the whole smell is just gone. Maybe a hint of sand, a slight scratch in the throat and Papyrus Moléculaire has evaporated like a memory of a long-gone culture.
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