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Soap taste testing as a modern torture method
Reminded me more of tequila – fun and lovely for the first 5 seconds, but then you blink and suddenly taste asphalt with your face. Not a great time.
I did love the initial cloud! The first whiffs of rum were delightful. And then nigh immediately soap hit me like a brick. Just pure soap. Gigantic dreadful cloud of it. And then it got in my mouth. And then my mouth was sewn shut with the full bar of soap still inside of it.
It truly felt like a tragedy, I'll give them that. It was so bad for the first ~20 minutes that I genuinely wanted to cry. The smell was overwhelming and there was no getting away from it. It felt like every breath I took went through my nose and landed directly on my tongue. A thin soapy film of regrets. For a moment I contemplated finding Alberto Morillas and resorting to violence.
It did eventually fizzle out a little. After the first ~30 minutes it settled closer to my skin and tonka bean came to the forefront. Don't get me wrong, it still tasted like soap, just... less obnoxiously so. And sweeter. Vanilla, but wrong and very inedible.
The sweetness somehow made it worse. Like it was my fault. I wouldn't think to taste test normal bland soap, but vanilla flavored? It felt like I was 12 again and living with consequences of my actions.
It mellowed out over the next 3 hours and eventually faded away completely. But while it did become less overtly soapy as time went on, the weird inedible aftertaste in my mouth lingered.
I think I might just be too sensitive to ambroxan? Horrible way to find that out, but hey, at least each day with this hobby I learn something new!
I did love the initial cloud! The first whiffs of rum were delightful. And then nigh immediately soap hit me like a brick. Just pure soap. Gigantic dreadful cloud of it. And then it got in my mouth. And then my mouth was sewn shut with the full bar of soap still inside of it.
It truly felt like a tragedy, I'll give them that. It was so bad for the first ~20 minutes that I genuinely wanted to cry. The smell was overwhelming and there was no getting away from it. It felt like every breath I took went through my nose and landed directly on my tongue. A thin soapy film of regrets. For a moment I contemplated finding Alberto Morillas and resorting to violence.
It did eventually fizzle out a little. After the first ~30 minutes it settled closer to my skin and tonka bean came to the forefront. Don't get me wrong, it still tasted like soap, just... less obnoxiously so. And sweeter. Vanilla, but wrong and very inedible.
The sweetness somehow made it worse. Like it was my fault. I wouldn't think to taste test normal bland soap, but vanilla flavored? It felt like I was 12 again and living with consequences of my actions.
It mellowed out over the next 3 hours and eventually faded away completely. But while it did become less overtly soapy as time went on, the weird inedible aftertaste in my mouth lingered.
I think I might just be too sensitive to ambroxan? Horrible way to find that out, but hey, at least each day with this hobby I learn something new!
1 Comment
Omnipotato 5 months ago
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It's not just the ambroxan. I'm not averse to ambroxan and ToLG is one of my most hated fragrances of all time.