12/19/2018
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You must eat grass..
This demand is probably even more familiar to the mean rugby player than Lukas Podolski (just to endure the pain of being buried under a bunch of muscle-bound guys who - whether friend or foe - are sure to weigh their two hundredweight each). And when you bite into the grass, some ERD lumps will stick to the tooth guard again and again, french. TERRE. So far my daring thesis, why three quarters of "Royall Rugby" is identical with Hermes' long-running box-office hit - and yet leaves out exactly what I find somewhat unpleasant about "Terre d´Hermes": the peppery-metallic flint.
"Royall Rugby" begins fresh and "leafy" in the beginning, a warm green with light citrus tones that I can't really define. Well, admittedly, I don't have the scent of rose geranium leaves in my nose, but they seem to give the head their note. In the heart, a very tasty black currant takes over the regiment (pretty much the only fruit that I let count next to citrus plants in perfumes). Sounds funny to say that, but the fragrance is simply "fun" in this phase, fresh black currant with its first notes of vetiver in the background - a thoroughly playful fragrance phase in the positive sense. In the base then Vetiver - not the dark, earthy variant, which I actually prefer, but a bright, clear Vetiver - and thus Terre d`Hermes very similar.
Meanwhile I often make fun of meeting scented men and saying, "Oh, you're wearing Terre d'Hermes, beautiful!" and then enjoy the rough twitching in the corners of your mouth and the hiss for unmasking you. Now I would have to say: "Hm, that's not Terre, but a bit similar, a little softer and fresher, tell me what you're wearing?" The interviewee will smile at the corners of his mouth and his chest will tighten: "Well, I'm wearing Royall Rugby. You won't know it. It is manufactured by a small manufactory founded by an internationally successful sailor from the Bermuda Islands in the 1950s. I always let it come straight from America...". And already the world is all right again...
"Royall Rugby" begins fresh and "leafy" in the beginning, a warm green with light citrus tones that I can't really define. Well, admittedly, I don't have the scent of rose geranium leaves in my nose, but they seem to give the head their note. In the heart, a very tasty black currant takes over the regiment (pretty much the only fruit that I let count next to citrus plants in perfumes). Sounds funny to say that, but the fragrance is simply "fun" in this phase, fresh black currant with its first notes of vetiver in the background - a thoroughly playful fragrance phase in the positive sense. In the base then Vetiver - not the dark, earthy variant, which I actually prefer, but a bright, clear Vetiver - and thus Terre d`Hermes very similar.
Meanwhile I often make fun of meeting scented men and saying, "Oh, you're wearing Terre d'Hermes, beautiful!" and then enjoy the rough twitching in the corners of your mouth and the hiss for unmasking you. Now I would have to say: "Hm, that's not Terre, but a bit similar, a little softer and fresher, tell me what you're wearing?" The interviewee will smile at the corners of his mouth and his chest will tighten: "Well, I'm wearing Royall Rugby. You won't know it. It is manufactured by a small manufactory founded by an internationally successful sailor from the Bermuda Islands in the 1950s. I always let it come straight from America...". And already the world is all right again...
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