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Finding the way out of the trap
Vornean 'Gypsy Blood' is one of the hottest amber (oriented) fragrances ever. Point.
As a statement the thing could end now, but of course there is a bit more to say - not least to the back part.
From the front: A light, floral-citrus fruity bite opens, soon followed by a bitter-spicy sweetness. I'm not at Ambra yet, think towards Amber at this point. But then: after a quarter of an hour a crumbly creaminess dominates, which leaves no doubt about the arrival at the topic. I'm imagining an enigmatic Castoreum leather. A hint of white-flowered stink, a pinch of peppery spice and a hint of grass-green perfectly round off an apart-grown appearance that can be regarded as striking, if not at least angular in its beginnings. Strong.
Before I can figure out why, the vanilla of Mona di Orio comes to mind. But the reason quickly becomes clear: cloves - not too scarce. And well listed is she to check off as well. Nevertheless, the fragrance remains far away from mona-esker abruptness. Instead, quiet wood penetrates from below, dark-compact, duro-like. The new actor plays with the woody side of the spice and also supports the idea of leather. A certain artificiality seems to me hardly to deny, of course, there is such a suspicious, fluffy-sugar pea-like impression in it.
It gets critical around lunchtime. The already delicate wood is joined by an over-sweet baking aroma and the leather dances on the wooden threshold. Two anxious hours pass until the rescue approaches in the form of a latent sugary amber sweetness, which is highly welcome today because it pushes the wood back. "Amberwood" promise the data. I see. I have already read it as "ambrierte Hölzer" (e.g. in Armani's great 'Myrrhe Impériale'). Fits. A dash of vanilla with it, a soft Tonka coumarin spritzel. This is a very tidy exit, which - and such a thing is to be highly estimated - has found its way out of the wood trap with ease.
I thank Can777 for the rehearsal.
As a statement the thing could end now, but of course there is a bit more to say - not least to the back part.
From the front: A light, floral-citrus fruity bite opens, soon followed by a bitter-spicy sweetness. I'm not at Ambra yet, think towards Amber at this point. But then: after a quarter of an hour a crumbly creaminess dominates, which leaves no doubt about the arrival at the topic. I'm imagining an enigmatic Castoreum leather. A hint of white-flowered stink, a pinch of peppery spice and a hint of grass-green perfectly round off an apart-grown appearance that can be regarded as striking, if not at least angular in its beginnings. Strong.
Before I can figure out why, the vanilla of Mona di Orio comes to mind. But the reason quickly becomes clear: cloves - not too scarce. And well listed is she to check off as well. Nevertheless, the fragrance remains far away from mona-esker abruptness. Instead, quiet wood penetrates from below, dark-compact, duro-like. The new actor plays with the woody side of the spice and also supports the idea of leather. A certain artificiality seems to me hardly to deny, of course, there is such a suspicious, fluffy-sugar pea-like impression in it.
It gets critical around lunchtime. The already delicate wood is joined by an over-sweet baking aroma and the leather dances on the wooden threshold. Two anxious hours pass until the rescue approaches in the form of a latent sugary amber sweetness, which is highly welcome today because it pushes the wood back. "Amberwood" promise the data. I see. I have already read it as "ambrierte Hölzer" (e.g. in Armani's great 'Myrrhe Impériale'). Fits. A dash of vanilla with it, a soft Tonka coumarin spritzel. This is a very tidy exit, which - and such a thing is to be highly estimated - has found its way out of the wood trap with ease.
I thank Can777 for the rehearsal.
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