Top Notes 
Peach
Pear blossom
Heart Notes 
Bourbon whiskey
Orange blossom
Star jasmine
Base Notes 
Amber
Benzoin
Perique tobacco
Purple iris
Meggi
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No Grizzlies
Pear blossom? Uh, I would have guessed pear straight away, and a rather tipsy one at that. With blurred boundaries to an overripe peach; everything gently smoky. Quickly, a white floral note emerges, which may be intentionally a bit unclear or nebulous, in any case, it doesn't come across solely as "orangey" and/or "jasmine-like." Diffuse. Rather feminine.
And by that, I certainly do not mean the kind of lady who stands at the bar, downs a shot, burps heartily, and then goes off to beat up grizzlies. The supposed whisky notes do not "work" for me. Once again - I am not surprised or even disappointed that I perceive little of it; instead, I would have merely said that the fruity stuff seems slightly fermented; see above. Come to think of it, it also bears a certain resemblance to the smell of the remnants of our yellow wild plum after a few days of lying in the sun. Good thing no grizzlies have been spotted in our street so far, who could indulge in such things. The white floral aspect gives the whole thing a creamy touch, which foreshadows the further development.
Gradually, more than an hour has passed, and the old compote should settle down. And - as if it heard me - indeed, throughout the morning, a sweetly heavy, thus largely unstrict jasmine note (similar to that in TDC's "Jasmin de Nuit") gains weight and gradually pushes the fruit to the side. This allows for a seamless argument that leans even more towards the feminine.
Around noon, a bit of a creamy-resinous aspect forms, but initially, it hardly measures up to the jasmine. Only after about five hours, and then into the evening, do I feel I can concede more in that regard. In style (not as a twin!), I now involuntarily think of L'Artisan's Séville à l'Aube, which is a poem of white flowers and hints of amber. Or at least it was - occasionally, there are reports of distorting reformulations at the Siebeneck house. Since I only own older versions, I don't know anything more precise.
Well, since I find the Séville a. F. quite excellent because it suits my wife wonderfully, it is no surprise that I also quite like the second part of Posala. I find the opening, however, less successful.
It should not be overlooked that my wife has unfortunately moved away from the Séville. Therefore, I will not even suggest the Odin to her.
I thank Bartholomeo for the sample.
And by that, I certainly do not mean the kind of lady who stands at the bar, downs a shot, burps heartily, and then goes off to beat up grizzlies. The supposed whisky notes do not "work" for me. Once again - I am not surprised or even disappointed that I perceive little of it; instead, I would have merely said that the fruity stuff seems slightly fermented; see above. Come to think of it, it also bears a certain resemblance to the smell of the remnants of our yellow wild plum after a few days of lying in the sun. Good thing no grizzlies have been spotted in our street so far, who could indulge in such things. The white floral aspect gives the whole thing a creamy touch, which foreshadows the further development.
Gradually, more than an hour has passed, and the old compote should settle down. And - as if it heard me - indeed, throughout the morning, a sweetly heavy, thus largely unstrict jasmine note (similar to that in TDC's "Jasmin de Nuit") gains weight and gradually pushes the fruit to the side. This allows for a seamless argument that leans even more towards the feminine.
Around noon, a bit of a creamy-resinous aspect forms, but initially, it hardly measures up to the jasmine. Only after about five hours, and then into the evening, do I feel I can concede more in that regard. In style (not as a twin!), I now involuntarily think of L'Artisan's Séville à l'Aube, which is a poem of white flowers and hints of amber. Or at least it was - occasionally, there are reports of distorting reformulations at the Siebeneck house. Since I only own older versions, I don't know anything more precise.
Well, since I find the Séville a. F. quite excellent because it suits my wife wonderfully, it is no surprise that I also quite like the second part of Posala. I find the opening, however, less successful.
It should not be overlooked that my wife has unfortunately moved away from the Séville. Therefore, I will not even suggest the Odin to her.
I thank Bartholomeo for the sample.
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