Amante Profumum Roma 2016

Goodness, that such a thing exists: A Profumum Roma with development. The opening is light and airy and somehow familiar. Something is triggered in me. I know it. Did I accidentally pour in "Dambrosia"? Somehow the Profumum DNA is very present. The lavender brings in the hint of a new idea. I like it very much and I remember wonderful spring days. Digging in the garden, sun on my skin, afternoon tea, ice cream, and freedom of thought. However, after 30 minutes, a completely different scent intrudes on this daydream. Where has the lightness gone? One might think the sun has set. Suddenly, abruptly, and without replacement. A sticky darkness hangs over my flower pots, I suddenly feel heavy-hearted and sad. Because again a memory arises, a dark, long-past one, within me. Black... Black... Black Afgano. Dark days, storms of the soul, fireplace and withdrawal. The two souls in the bottle awaken two opposing feelings in me. Too much for my delicate nature.
I am sure it will find its followers here, as the wearable B.Afgano variant is just about suitable for year-round use. For me, the scent is neither fish nor fowl and thus somehow exhausting. It certainly does not satisfy the longing for sun and warmth.