Iris
Leather
Tobacco
Woody notes
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Good Idea Half-Heartedly Executed
Wolle was asked to comment on a perfume because there was uncertainty about the degree to which the scent smelled alcoholic. In this area, there was of course an expert: Wolle. So, he was booked for two crates of 0.5-liter pilsner. Udo, as Wolle's manager, also negotiated three Sanifair vouchers. Thus, the crew from Herne traveled, emptying various barrels of beer during the long journey. They had to go to Marl, which is about 20 kilometers away. They arrived late because they had been temporarily detained by the railway police for public disturbance. The reason was Hotte's revealing appearance, as he showed up in the miniature version of a kilt, causing increased psychological expenses in the near future.
Anyway, they reached Marl, the unofficial headquarters of the Fragrance Engineers. Before they got started, they visited the tinkering Prince Lomros, who surprisingly spoke German: “Something is missing in Nekro Dellamorte... I've already bled into it and done my little business, but something is missing...”
At the same level as the Prince and his creation, Udo suddenly said: “Wampenbrüder, it was too much beer, I have to...”
And so he threw up, unfortunately also in the Prince's Nekro Dellamorte.
“Hey, what’s that? My scent... Wait! The missing component! That was it! Blood, sperm, urine, and of course, vomit! I'm such a fool! Thanks, Udo!”
So they finally moved on and then tested Entendre.
“Smells like an old classic leather scent. Quite alcoholic at the start, it must burn!”
“But I also smell iris, don’t you recognize that powdery note that mixes in and dissolves in the olfactory jumble?”
“Yes, but what is it? Brandy? I first thought of pear schnapps, but it could also be your grandmother's homemade stuff, Hotte!”
“No, that burns more. Udo, stop drinking Entendre now!”
“For me, the powder will soon be gone. I smell leather, but more woodsy. It could be an old oak barrel in which whisky was aged. And now leather is hanging in there, soaking up the remaining aroma. That’s how it smells to me!”
The Fragrance Engineers, whose real names are Basti Pollito and Fridolin Leopold Ottokar Ysidor Dankwart, whispered and took notes.
“Wait a minute!” Wolle shouted.
“The liquor is getting too shallow for me. Should there maybe be some tobacco in it? I still have Roth Händle.”
“That’s already in there, you can smell it.”
“No.”
“Oh.”
“Lasts a long time and smells good, but the intensity drops rapidly. Like Bentley Intense but shallow and not flashy. What do you think, Udo?”
“That won’t get me completely drunk.”
“If only the leather would come through, but it’s just lightly sharpened and otherwise feels generic. Like with a pinch of juniper but nothing more.”
Entendre is, in principle, a well-thought-out scent with a balanced alcoholic note, which can often be perceived in old fragrances or also in old leather scents. It is subtly herbal, but overall it lacks passion, dedication, and thus Entendre withers and fails to truly captivate. What a shame.
Anyway, they reached Marl, the unofficial headquarters of the Fragrance Engineers. Before they got started, they visited the tinkering Prince Lomros, who surprisingly spoke German: “Something is missing in Nekro Dellamorte... I've already bled into it and done my little business, but something is missing...”
At the same level as the Prince and his creation, Udo suddenly said: “Wampenbrüder, it was too much beer, I have to...”
And so he threw up, unfortunately also in the Prince's Nekro Dellamorte.
“Hey, what’s that? My scent... Wait! The missing component! That was it! Blood, sperm, urine, and of course, vomit! I'm such a fool! Thanks, Udo!”
So they finally moved on and then tested Entendre.
“Smells like an old classic leather scent. Quite alcoholic at the start, it must burn!”
“But I also smell iris, don’t you recognize that powdery note that mixes in and dissolves in the olfactory jumble?”
“Yes, but what is it? Brandy? I first thought of pear schnapps, but it could also be your grandmother's homemade stuff, Hotte!”
“No, that burns more. Udo, stop drinking Entendre now!”
“For me, the powder will soon be gone. I smell leather, but more woodsy. It could be an old oak barrel in which whisky was aged. And now leather is hanging in there, soaking up the remaining aroma. That’s how it smells to me!”
The Fragrance Engineers, whose real names are Basti Pollito and Fridolin Leopold Ottokar Ysidor Dankwart, whispered and took notes.
“Wait a minute!” Wolle shouted.
“The liquor is getting too shallow for me. Should there maybe be some tobacco in it? I still have Roth Händle.”
“That’s already in there, you can smell it.”
“No.”
“Oh.”
“Lasts a long time and smells good, but the intensity drops rapidly. Like Bentley Intense but shallow and not flashy. What do you think, Udo?”
“That won’t get me completely drunk.”
“If only the leather would come through, but it’s just lightly sharpened and otherwise feels generic. Like with a pinch of juniper but nothing more.”
Entendre is, in principle, a well-thought-out scent with a balanced alcoholic note, which can often be perceived in old fragrances or also in old leather scents. It is subtly herbal, but overall it lacks passion, dedication, and thus Entendre withers and fails to truly captivate. What a shame.
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