A cool October day in 2019. Exactly 4:00 PM shows his wristwatch, which he wears on his right wrist. For Kasimir (that’s the name of his hunting dog), it’s time to take the daily round. Quickly, he throws on shoes, in this case, the reliable black Timberlands and the all-weather Barbour jacket, also in black.
It’s getting windier outside, and the red-orange leaves dance in the gusts. Just as he is about to leave the house with Kasimir, he notices the red bottle sitting on his desk in the next room. The sun's rays hit the cap of the fragrance from the brand Parfums de Marly, Kalan is the name of the scent.
Kasimir should sit, and he drops the leash to enter the office. He picks up the perfume, removes the heavy, high-quality cap, and sprays exactly three times.
He had tested the scent once in a perfume shop and has since had a craving for just such a fragrance:
- Initially fresh from the blood orange, after a minute the now-present black pepper joins in, neither too dominant nor too subtle in the foreground. A masterpiece. - Later on, a blend of various oriental spices emerges.
After the third spray, he is overcome by a feeling of pure masculinity. He even furrows his brow, as he needs to let the scent settle on him first. A quiet "Wow" escapes him - this word describes the first seconds of the scent's development. Kasimir waits patiently, watching his master with loyal eyes and seems to understand that this moment is something special.
"Come on, Kasimir, we can go," he says as he opens the front door of the large estate. The scent now lingers pleasantly in the air. No sharpness - only pepper & blood orange give him this so-called "aura" within a radius of 1.5 meters. After about 30 minutes, a multitude of spices joins the fragrant symphony, giving the scent a special depth. "Really great," he thinks to himself. With every breath, he felt as if he were enveloped in an aura of warmth and strength, a mix of the fire of blood orange and the intensity of pepper.
"Kalan will be my new everyday scent for autumn," he thinks while Kasimir is already waiting at the front door for his master.
He opens the front door, lets Kasimir in, and turns around once more to look at the street filled with leaves, smiling. A satisfied smile spreads across his face as he lets the soft crackling of the autumn wind and the warm scent notes resonate within him - a moment that was more than just a walk.
Today was a good day, a day when the ordinary became something special.
