05/04/2024

Eriele
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Eriele
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Jupp's bright red rubber boat
As always, I can't stop at the fragrance shelves and I glanced over the new arrivals. I've found the company's shower gels passable so far, but I've had a problem with fragrances. This was also the case with the new fragrance Karma.
As a teen from the 70s, the orange color with the oriental pattern immediately caught my eye. Flower power, bell bottoms, mini skirts, platform shoes, Abba and George Baker selections went through my head in a matter of seconds. The fragrance had to be tested. I was expecting something with patchouli, the trendy fragrance of the time, but that was a sentence with an X.
The beginning was extremely pungent and artificial and I felt like I did back then. Memories of a Saturday in my neighborhood came flooding back. The bright red rubber boat and the orange wall tent for the naturist vacation in St. Peter-Ording were set up and checked by Uncle Jupp. His wife, Siggi, came along with her hair in a twist and a huge cloud of concrete-brand hair stiffener trailing behind her. Kids Daggi and Rolli had baked waffles, but let them burn. As a teen, you were allowed to do that. Now Grandma Änne joined them. Freshly curled curls tinted purple and smelling of taffeta and hairdressing salon. Schweiger's son Kurt drove up with the bakery on wheels and the smell of bread mingled with it. Everyone inspected Uncle Jupp's handiwork and then his kids checked out the air mattress and the floating tires. Now the smell of plastic toys was added to the mix.
All this mixture of scents is the scent of karma. Artificial at the beginning, then the full blast of the flowers, where frangipani, tiare and ylang ylang fight over who has the say in the fragrance. A corresponding disharmony. Later on, the remaining fragrances fought it out and there was no winner here either. A stench for me. Sorry, but that's how I felt about the fragrance.
Long-lasting and unfortunately a headache candidate for sensitive people. The bottle appealed to me visually, but unfortunately not the contents. Fortunately, I only tested it.
As a teen from the 70s, the orange color with the oriental pattern immediately caught my eye. Flower power, bell bottoms, mini skirts, platform shoes, Abba and George Baker selections went through my head in a matter of seconds. The fragrance had to be tested. I was expecting something with patchouli, the trendy fragrance of the time, but that was a sentence with an X.
The beginning was extremely pungent and artificial and I felt like I did back then. Memories of a Saturday in my neighborhood came flooding back. The bright red rubber boat and the orange wall tent for the naturist vacation in St. Peter-Ording were set up and checked by Uncle Jupp. His wife, Siggi, came along with her hair in a twist and a huge cloud of concrete-brand hair stiffener trailing behind her. Kids Daggi and Rolli had baked waffles, but let them burn. As a teen, you were allowed to do that. Now Grandma Änne joined them. Freshly curled curls tinted purple and smelling of taffeta and hairdressing salon. Schweiger's son Kurt drove up with the bakery on wheels and the smell of bread mingled with it. Everyone inspected Uncle Jupp's handiwork and then his kids checked out the air mattress and the floating tires. Now the smell of plastic toys was added to the mix.
All this mixture of scents is the scent of karma. Artificial at the beginning, then the full blast of the flowers, where frangipani, tiare and ylang ylang fight over who has the say in the fragrance. A corresponding disharmony. Later on, the remaining fragrances fought it out and there was no winner here either. A stench for me. Sorry, but that's how I felt about the fragrance.
Long-lasting and unfortunately a headache candidate for sensitive people. The bottle appealed to me visually, but unfortunately not the contents. Fortunately, I only tested it.
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