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06/17/2018
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There's a blurring in the assignment
This guy doesn't make it easy for you. The opening smells like glue, possibly the green leaf of black currant is involved. Iris flashes quickly, including a scurrying carrot homage, but quickly she is outflanked by rough, warm scratching, optionally mossy-green cockroaches, and finds it hard to resist from now on.
It may be that here the opponent is a tine too massive, but such an iris needs a worthy counterpart. Bitter and sweet aspects are always on the go. If an occasional thought of lipstick flashes at all, it is, so to speak, a very muscular or masculine specimen. In addition, punctiform adhesive ambitions are revealed for hours on end.
Within this mixture there is an effect in iris which I experienced similarly in Bois d'Iris of TDC (no twin!) and which is most comparable with a sip of tap water after a bath in the sea. It tastes almost sweet then and that's how it works today. The over-bitter iris in the interplay with latent carotene sweetness, which is odourless by right not separable from the lipstick powdery and yet the unpleasant more than just touches, therefore demands a lot from the wearer. Or the wearer - in my opinion, the format required for this fragrance blurs any clear classification.
In addition, from noon on I smell a clearly soapy impact directly on the skin. Aromatic and rustic, so in a strong, striking Anno-dunnemals way. None of the mentioned ingredients are able to break it down in its entirety.
In the course of the afternoon, calming comes via vanilla. The lady, however, does not paste the fragrance, but is only allowed to gradually round off the corners as a connecting element. Of course, Iris Bleu Gris never denies his strong core and all colleagues involved so far remain on board until the evening. Nevertheless, this mitigation is now good, because the trip was a bit exhausting already.
Conclusion: It has kind, corners and edges. A test recommendation.
I thank Bartholomeo for the rehearsal.
It may be that here the opponent is a tine too massive, but such an iris needs a worthy counterpart. Bitter and sweet aspects are always on the go. If an occasional thought of lipstick flashes at all, it is, so to speak, a very muscular or masculine specimen. In addition, punctiform adhesive ambitions are revealed for hours on end.
Within this mixture there is an effect in iris which I experienced similarly in Bois d'Iris of TDC (no twin!) and which is most comparable with a sip of tap water after a bath in the sea. It tastes almost sweet then and that's how it works today. The over-bitter iris in the interplay with latent carotene sweetness, which is odourless by right not separable from the lipstick powdery and yet the unpleasant more than just touches, therefore demands a lot from the wearer. Or the wearer - in my opinion, the format required for this fragrance blurs any clear classification.
In addition, from noon on I smell a clearly soapy impact directly on the skin. Aromatic and rustic, so in a strong, striking Anno-dunnemals way. None of the mentioned ingredients are able to break it down in its entirety.
In the course of the afternoon, calming comes via vanilla. The lady, however, does not paste the fragrance, but is only allowed to gradually round off the corners as a connecting element. Of course, Iris Bleu Gris never denies his strong core and all colleagues involved so far remain on board until the evening. Nevertheless, this mitigation is now good, because the trip was a bit exhausting already.
Conclusion: It has kind, corners and edges. A test recommendation.
I thank Bartholomeo for the rehearsal.
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