Duro Nasomatto 2007 Extrait de Parfum

That was my first thought, but more on that later.

Lately, I've been brave.
I never used to be.
Or in other words, I often just wanted to be like many others. Cute, sweet and just girly. But I'm not, for that my humor is too dirty and the mouth is too big.

My husband likes to wear the Black Afghano, he can also, he is tall, attractive and broad-shouldered. I'm just not, but hey, what the heck, I think to myself, and try the Afghan on me. Goes just unfortunately not at all.
So I went on the search.

Brave, as I am now recently, I ordered Duro blind. The lurid text at the online store I trust: "suitable for men who dare to be themselves."
THAT'S me, I thought to myself!(I'm just not, because I'm a mid-twenties woman with 1.62m height...)
But I dare to be myself.
I'm just not sweet and cheesy, I'm loud and wild.

The first spray, discreetly dosed, almost blew me away. Have I overestimated myself?
No. I find myself really hot. I find myself wicked and a little naughty. I smell like I've snuggled up to a wild, boisterous man.

But that's exactly what makes the Duro. I find it spicy, dark and fresh at the same time. I wear it discreetly, but almost get goosebumps when I have it on my nose.
I find it gloomy and I feel like I'm living in a crypt all in black, but in a positive way!
I feel like a 6'10" goth who has danced the night away and is now making his way home along a forest path at dawn.
I find it fresh, I find it heavy, and I love that very contradiction.

I would love to eat myself up, just physically can't. But my husband thinks that I just wear a perfume that reflects my essence. And this comment is worth a lot, because it comes from a man who thinks with every fragrance "yes, eh quite good".

I like my new perfume-me, and will use the Duro very subtly. Just enough for a mini-rebellion go the girlhood!