1 Million Parfum Paco Rabanne 2020

Scents of Paco Rabanne separate the spirits like Moses separated the Red Sea or something similar. There are the Tuning Crusaders. The ones who call each other bro or Brudi and for whom style has something to do with shovels. They find the Spanish perfume meeega. Then in the other corner of the ring are the connoisseurs of scents who wear scarves in summer and who are only allowed to brew at midnight because Mr Creed would otherwise break out the gremlins. And the... well, they wouldn't even fog up their own bathroom.

Group numero uno will probably have the new one, because Mr J of the fragrance army did not give the green light. And their antagonists will judge unfairly, because Paco Rabanne is standing on it... and the bottles are admittedly really embarrassing. Okay, and because the Rabannes are associated with the brotherly Brudis, and in the back of your mind you might always find overheard conversations from the bus and train, which RTL2 authors would be ashamed of and stand in the corner. What you enjoy, you never enjoy free of everything. A thing can never be for itself. It is always more. For better or worse.

So be it. The bad reviews that are sure to roll in, One Million Perfume honestly doesn't deserve it. Yes, it's not a masterpiece and the synthetics look out of all the holes, but sometimes it's enough just to smell nice. In this case, after sunscreen with a dash of leather, flowers and... i may be crazy... Coconut. Mr. Bisch, the perfumer, probably got the idea for the fragrance when he found two broken bottles in a leather travel bag. One bottle of sunscreen. And a bottle of oil with floral and woody notes. Fits. I'll go with faction number three.