Cumin
Vanillin
Animalic notes
Tonka bean absolute
Calabrian bergamot
ISO-E-Super
Leather
Oud
Ambergris
Frankincense
Oakmoss
Smoke
Salt02/20/2025
Finnsta
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Finnsta
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G'schichtn aus'm Paulanergarten?
Hundreds of bottlings later, a new signature has been created after 2 years of searching. It was a long, but rewarding and beautiful journey to knock a fragrance like Tuscan Leather off its throne.
A few hectoliters of water later, 4:30 in the morning, sunrise, birdsong, the smell of exhaust fumes, smoky wet clothes, distant bass droning, tinnitus. Eyelids twitch, eyes flutter. Between anarchic punks and Nazis, dubious capital multipliers, dealers and customers, questionable clientele, confused tourists and rampant border crossers. The steam of subversion mingles with the smell of success. Culture clash...
And ¡me in the middle of it, in a state of realization that I like to absorb my environment in all its facets just as much as the night and the scent absorb me. A vortex that pulls me ever deeper - out of the matrix and into the void.
A fragrance that feels me, understands me and drives me forward - a transformative catalyst of my self-realization - shameless self-expression, flow-state, ecstasy, self-forgetfulness, ego-dissolution, transcendence - an amplifier.
Pavlov waves his paw cheekily and knowingly and asks if I want to go partying again next weekend. The bells are ringing, but I can only understand what's going on, the sound of them disappearing into the neural noise.
The beast inside me growls and autonomously drives me another step into the morning fog. The mind dissolves as time slows down - or does it speed up? The circadian rhythm is now just a distant construct in my mind. With my head on cloud nine and my feet 10 cm off the ground, I float along the blue and orange threads on the display to the next subway train and end up in my bed via teleportation. That's one way to get through the weekend.
Lasts from Friday until Monday morning into the afterhour. Sillage is suitable for clubs and big cities ;)
I have never received more compliments for a fragrance in such a short time (*help*), a year's worth in a month, so that's the order of magnitude.
So the fragrance seems to want to flatter me too, but it's got it thick as a fist.
The sprayer is not wrong, cheap but sprays well. The concrete-look sticker is also nice, I love exposed concrete and brutalism ... (3000, THE LOVE DOESN'T COME FROM BERLIN; but I know where) ...
... but the bottle has a black ring around the top of the atomizer, which is not in the picture. This really looks extremely modest and somewhat diminishes the overall impression. But as we all know, it's the inner values that count ... on Mondays at the latest.
I award 11 out of 10 possible dB, turn up!
A few hectoliters of water later, 4:30 in the morning, sunrise, birdsong, the smell of exhaust fumes, smoky wet clothes, distant bass droning, tinnitus. Eyelids twitch, eyes flutter. Between anarchic punks and Nazis, dubious capital multipliers, dealers and customers, questionable clientele, confused tourists and rampant border crossers. The steam of subversion mingles with the smell of success. Culture clash...
And ¡me in the middle of it, in a state of realization that I like to absorb my environment in all its facets just as much as the night and the scent absorb me. A vortex that pulls me ever deeper - out of the matrix and into the void.
A fragrance that feels me, understands me and drives me forward - a transformative catalyst of my self-realization - shameless self-expression, flow-state, ecstasy, self-forgetfulness, ego-dissolution, transcendence - an amplifier.
Pavlov waves his paw cheekily and knowingly and asks if I want to go partying again next weekend. The bells are ringing, but I can only understand what's going on, the sound of them disappearing into the neural noise.
The beast inside me growls and autonomously drives me another step into the morning fog. The mind dissolves as time slows down - or does it speed up? The circadian rhythm is now just a distant construct in my mind. With my head on cloud nine and my feet 10 cm off the ground, I float along the blue and orange threads on the display to the next subway train and end up in my bed via teleportation. That's one way to get through the weekend.
Lasts from Friday until Monday morning into the afterhour. Sillage is suitable for clubs and big cities ;)
I have never received more compliments for a fragrance in such a short time (*help*), a year's worth in a month, so that's the order of magnitude.
So the fragrance seems to want to flatter me too, but it's got it thick as a fist.
The sprayer is not wrong, cheap but sprays well. The concrete-look sticker is also nice, I love exposed concrete and brutalism ... (3000, THE LOVE DOESN'T COME FROM BERLIN; but I know where) ...
... but the bottle has a black ring around the top of the atomizer, which is not in the picture. This really looks extremely modest and somewhat diminishes the overall impression. But as we all know, it's the inner values that count ... on Mondays at the latest.
I award 11 out of 10 possible dB, turn up!
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