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10/02/2018
Profuma
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Gold rush
Upright and proud like an obelisk, a divine index finger or a golden column. The golden and seductive snake winds itself around the neck of the bottle and depending on perception probably also around the neck of the test person ;-) He who loves him will perceive the snake rather as an arm tenderly caressing the neck, the hand caressing the face, the cheeks and beguiling the senses to the point of humble devotion. He will remain snake to the others, hungry and on the hunt, lacing up and stunning the senses and remaining in their embrace until the last breath.
If liquid gold would smell like oro, I would want to bathe in it, regardless of my allergic reaction to gold jewelry. I couldn't say no, in spite of the pain to come. I wouldn't even try. I couldn't do it. Or is it a non-will?
Oro is gripping from the first moment on. He took my heart with the first sprayer and kept it firmly under control. A clearly green apple, picked too early from paradise, makes its way through the air between me and the bottle. A spicy breeze of flowers follows him and nibbles at his green cheeks. After a few moments, in which I am already halfway lost, a juicy velvety apricot and quite a lot of cinnamon mix up most perceptibly for me, to the initial notes whirling in the air. Little wood, amber and musk round off, but all the more a dense vanilla note, but not over-sweetened enough to form a nice counterpole to the other components. If everything had been flute playing so far, she would have underlaid it with some bassoon. Exactly this music is now completely overwhelming. Almost every minute, Oro undergoes new changes, invites you to discover new scent paths and arouses curiosity and fascination in equal measure. How can a fragrance "live" like that?! Rarely have I experienced so many facets as I am offered here. And the wondrous and spectacular play of aromas with my senses never diminishes. It stretches over the whole day and pulls out all the stops. With time the apple from the beginning, wood and some cinnamon again pushes a little more into the foreground. Everything seems sirupy and viscous to me. This gold does not drip, it can be descended like a thread before it touches down somewhere. Gourmandy-oriental, fruity-cinnamon and a little vanilla-woody in the finish, that's how I would describe oro. As with all sweet and sweet heavy fragrances, only a well-considered dosage promises to find the fragrance nirvana. Those who exaggerate will mercilessly drown themselves and all others in the heavy gold liquid. Oro will be at home in cool temperatures and safely guide his enlightened ones through the weather with his warming glow and veil. Where might the autumn storms and rough winter moods take us? We don't know, because we are in a gold rush right now...
If liquid gold would smell like oro, I would want to bathe in it, regardless of my allergic reaction to gold jewelry. I couldn't say no, in spite of the pain to come. I wouldn't even try. I couldn't do it. Or is it a non-will?
Oro is gripping from the first moment on. He took my heart with the first sprayer and kept it firmly under control. A clearly green apple, picked too early from paradise, makes its way through the air between me and the bottle. A spicy breeze of flowers follows him and nibbles at his green cheeks. After a few moments, in which I am already halfway lost, a juicy velvety apricot and quite a lot of cinnamon mix up most perceptibly for me, to the initial notes whirling in the air. Little wood, amber and musk round off, but all the more a dense vanilla note, but not over-sweetened enough to form a nice counterpole to the other components. If everything had been flute playing so far, she would have underlaid it with some bassoon. Exactly this music is now completely overwhelming. Almost every minute, Oro undergoes new changes, invites you to discover new scent paths and arouses curiosity and fascination in equal measure. How can a fragrance "live" like that?! Rarely have I experienced so many facets as I am offered here. And the wondrous and spectacular play of aromas with my senses never diminishes. It stretches over the whole day and pulls out all the stops. With time the apple from the beginning, wood and some cinnamon again pushes a little more into the foreground. Everything seems sirupy and viscous to me. This gold does not drip, it can be descended like a thread before it touches down somewhere. Gourmandy-oriental, fruity-cinnamon and a little vanilla-woody in the finish, that's how I would describe oro. As with all sweet and sweet heavy fragrances, only a well-considered dosage promises to find the fragrance nirvana. Those who exaggerate will mercilessly drown themselves and all others in the heavy gold liquid. Oro will be at home in cool temperatures and safely guide his enlightened ones through the weather with his warming glow and veil. Where might the autumn storms and rough winter moods take us? We don't know, because we are in a gold rush right now...
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