From pretty neighbours ;-)
Admittedly, with this headline I only try to draw your attention to this fragrance, because he hardly manages it himself ;-) That's why my statement, which I had deleted in the meantime, said, "Enjoy it while I'm still writing a commi, because it'll be merciless" But when I put it on, he didn't promise anything good either, so he ended up in the shredder as well.
Do what, then? ... Let's see what I at least noted down as a personal note:
Starts with a strong mix of some citrus and a lot of tart rhubarb. Strange, but good, but only for about 10 minutes. Then follows something warm and creamy, but soon the swampy basic tone of the MB Club will flood it. Like the brackish water of a bad aquatic? It could be, because in this ABTÖörner almost nothing of its fragrance pyramid seems to be contained. Or the mix does, and it's bad. Acidic mud-fruit salad with musty-soft-woody all sorts of ... Sillage 5, shelf life 7, a hint of Sauvage, but otherwise only dull, musty, indefinable, to run away from, and ...
*KGTM: S:t:o:p:p, b:e:v:o:r d:u d:i:c:h n:o:c:h i:n R:a:g:e r:e:d:e:s:t!
Hey, don't interrupt me because this Monday car toplörre really lacks any fine-tuning.
KGTM: M:a:g s:e:i:n, a:b:e:r d:i:e:s:e V:e:r:b:a:l:r:a:s:s:e:r:i p:a:s:s:t d:o:c:h g:a:r n:i:c:h:t z:u d:i:r.
You're right, but you'll see what this stuff does.
KGTM: Q:u:u:t:s:c:h, a:l:l:es A:u:s:r:e:d:d:e:n ... U:n:d n:u:n v:e:r:s:u:c:h' e:s n:o:c:h e:i:n:m:a:l, v:i:e:l:l:e:i:c:h:v:e:r:p:a:c:k:t i:n e:i:t i:n
All right, ... when I came home on a hot summer day in the evening, my pretty neighbour just brought a big basket of fruit and vegetables into the cellar. It smelled strong and sour, a little bit citrus and rhubarb. When she saw me, she gave me a questioning look with her eyes wide open. And I followed him down the stairs. When she arrived there she did not immediately find the light switch, and ...
KGTM: ... and d?d?
From here it gets a bit violent.
KGTM: W:i:e h:e:f:t:i:g? W:i:e g:i:n:g's w:e:i:t:e:r, M:a:n:n?
To cut it short, she immediately locked me in with the words "equal and equal like to join" and only got me out after hours. I should never forget my faux pas, and I didn't either. Because this subterranean cellar smell of a sweet musty potato sack was still on my suit for days until I finally brought it to the cleaners.
KGTM: n:e:t:t:e:s G:e:s:c:h:i:c:h:t:c:h:e:n, ... d:e:r B:r:a:v:o e:n:t:l:i:e:h:e:n?
Nope, but you wanted a more positive euphemism. And because this little water is calling itself CLUB names, I found this youthful frame suitable. But one thing is certain: who actually puts on this fragrance for the club will surely be locked away beforehand - and not only
from pretty neighbours ;-)
*KGTM = Little Green Telepathic Male. An alien that occasionally provides positive compensation for Fresh21 (see also last blog:)