Ambre Sublime Stendhal 2010

The night has again left a cleverly folded work of art in my face:
Oh, she could occupy her little finger in a different way than with this kind of "Origami" Even as the coffee water starts to boil (yes, I still make my coffee the old-fashioned way with the kettle - its taste is worth it!), I look for a suitable scent for this morning.
Because one thing became clear to me immediately after waking up: a merciful veil must be put between me and the mirror as a matter of urgency!

So I reached for "Ambre Sublime", a generous bottling of Stendhals fragrance.
Here I find the wonder tree, which I ask: "Little tree shake and shake you! Throw gold and silver on me!" As a polite person, I add a "request"; after all, that's how much time there must be!
I am immediately enveloped in a delicately scented gold film: it feels so enchanting that I decide to face this day after all (although still a little defiant!).

The aromatic apple, kissed by the sun and therefore so strong in its own fragrance, reveals itself only for a moment alone. Because almost immediately vanilla and cinnamon come and invite him to become a baked apple together with them: cosy warmth is created. How nice! Br /> Bergamot stops by, brings cardamom; they additionally perfume this baked apple scent.
Emotionally dosed rose scent - someone had a fine hand here! - smiles Princess Neroli, the well-known soul flatterer, in a friendly manner. The two get along wonderfully and are noticeably happy when finally Ylang-Ylang provides a magical triad of flowers.
Soft and balsamic, this flow of fragrance continues to evolve; reminiscent of fine soap in whose lather I want to immerse myself, because in it lies a secret that will never be solved.
(It does not have to be: secrets are so important for life! Not everything has to be frayed ;-)
So much harmonic whispering and smiling is too much for the always a little stubborn cistus; impatiently she stutters a little with her prickly spice, but cannot disturb the previous grace of "Ambre Sublime".
So she turns to her buddy Benzoin, seeking help from the spice: "Yes, when resin turns into resin!
Sandalwood and patchouli finally appear together: warm, sensual, fragrant.
Her rich dark brown harmonizes well with the fine gold composition; a little bit more powerful, more stable this beauty becomes now.
This is also necessary: because vanilla appears again, this time quite powerful. She's not coming alone! No, musk and tonka bean accompany: erotic warmth and sweetness are spreading, but they reach their limits with the fragrance alliance that sandalwood and patchouli have since closed After a short scent slaughter, each of the probably very vain scents has found its place in "Ambre Sublime".
An elegant, physically rich beauty radiates and generously spreads her charm; she immediately moves into a loving embrace!
A hug, which is so very welcome to me today (oops! it's raining in the meantime).
I give myself completely to her and dream myself away from this dwelling, from this city, so tenderly and cuddly embraced
The fragrant dream lasts for a few hours; every now and then I meet a few bites of aromatic baked apple, the scents of the blossoms dance a harmonious round dance around me and the balsamic, sensual "golden robe" that the little wonder tree gave me here and in which I gratefully slip into remains with me as a well-cut and fitting cover.

"Ambre Sublime" presents itself to me as a modern oriental: not quite as plush, as dusty (Iris was not invited this time), as breathtaking as many others in this fragrance family.
"Ambre Sublime" is an elegant woman, who rests in herself and thus likes to share her charm and her so natural elegance with another woman!
The rich glow of this work of art likes to reveal this fairy tale fragrance and invites you in a friendly way:
"Sit with me on one of these soft pillows and follow the story I'm going to tell you!"