The head on the warm, pulsating fur.
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Here, the apple fits in very well. It also feels quite natural. Later, as we approach the end, we find ourselves in a stable made of rather creamy wood, which unfortunately hides a tiny fig that dampens my mood. The stable really needs renovation. And am I actually smelling the horse now? Not quite... It's more the surroundings, a ride into nature, rewarding the horse with the apple, and leaning against the warm fur. It's a concept that Zoologist practices, and it works very well here. The furiness could come from a minimal addition of costus, and the recurring green, along with the juicy apple, might be supported by petrichor. Every perfumer has their secret. Exciting, interesting, just that stable...
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Just hope the sandalwood doesn’t send me running again…
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Here, the apple fits in very well. It also feels quite natural. Later, as we approach the end, we find ourselves in a stable made of rather creamy wood, which unfortunately hides a tiny fig that dampens my mood. The stable really needs renovation. And am I actually smelling the horse now? Not quite... It's more the surroundings, a ride into nature, rewarding the horse with the apple, and leaning against the warm fur. It's a concept that Zoologist practices, and it works very well here. The furiness could come from a minimal addition of costus, and the recurring green, along with the juicy apple, might be supported by petrichor. Every perfumer has their secret. Exciting, interesting, just that stable...