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certainly not wrong
Admittedly: I don't really belong to the target group.
My chromosome set has one X too many, and I rarely think about marriage.
But since the man by my side stubbornly refuses to wear whatever comes to my mind for testing purposes, I usually have no choice but to rely on my own skin if I want to know how he should smell, this man, according to the will of the designers and the perfumers.
Or that of Vera Wang, the queen of wedding dresses.
I suspect: "Vera Wang for Men" is a wedding fragrance, or at least it's supposed to be one.
The scent for the supposedly most beautiful day of all, when love says "I do!" and from then on carries a seal of approval.
A fragrance, memorable and unforgettable, perhaps even incomparable.
The scent for "Do you remember...?" sometime in the distant future, hand in hand on a rickety bench in the park.
It's a lovely dream, even without a wedding ring, and it makes me eager to get to know the unassuming little bottle, whose contents somehow found their way into my hands.
The first drops - you can't spray - hand me the shower gel bottle, somewhere in the supermarket, in a drugstore.
Blue bottle, marine freshness, clearly "for men".
A man doesn't go to the registry office unwashed, and certainly not to church.
I struggle to stay in the picture - but a wedding dress doesn't appear on that canvas that belongs solely to me, and the intended tailcoat turns into a dove-blue jacket that once hung at Theo Wormland.
Soon it becomes diffusely warmer, spicier on my skin - a men's fragrance par excellence, like the ones often worn today in the city, university, and office, when a man still wants to be a real man and smell accordingly.
No candies and no powder, no loud colors and no shouting - pleasant and quite agreeable, surely.
Serious and unobtrusive, discreet as well - certainly not wrong for secret agents.
A hint of "Baldessarini," conceived by the same mind, warm wood and tobacco, un-smoked.
I would stay seated on the train if the passenger next to me smelled like this, even in my doctor's waiting room, in a café, and definitely in the cinema.
But if that very special day were ever to come for me, then the man by my side would wear many things, but surely not "Vera Wang for Men."
My chromosome set has one X too many, and I rarely think about marriage.
But since the man by my side stubbornly refuses to wear whatever comes to my mind for testing purposes, I usually have no choice but to rely on my own skin if I want to know how he should smell, this man, according to the will of the designers and the perfumers.
Or that of Vera Wang, the queen of wedding dresses.
I suspect: "Vera Wang for Men" is a wedding fragrance, or at least it's supposed to be one.
The scent for the supposedly most beautiful day of all, when love says "I do!" and from then on carries a seal of approval.
A fragrance, memorable and unforgettable, perhaps even incomparable.
The scent for "Do you remember...?" sometime in the distant future, hand in hand on a rickety bench in the park.
It's a lovely dream, even without a wedding ring, and it makes me eager to get to know the unassuming little bottle, whose contents somehow found their way into my hands.
The first drops - you can't spray - hand me the shower gel bottle, somewhere in the supermarket, in a drugstore.
Blue bottle, marine freshness, clearly "for men".
A man doesn't go to the registry office unwashed, and certainly not to church.
I struggle to stay in the picture - but a wedding dress doesn't appear on that canvas that belongs solely to me, and the intended tailcoat turns into a dove-blue jacket that once hung at Theo Wormland.
Soon it becomes diffusely warmer, spicier on my skin - a men's fragrance par excellence, like the ones often worn today in the city, university, and office, when a man still wants to be a real man and smell accordingly.
No candies and no powder, no loud colors and no shouting - pleasant and quite agreeable, surely.
Serious and unobtrusive, discreet as well - certainly not wrong for secret agents.
A hint of "Baldessarini," conceived by the same mind, warm wood and tobacco, un-smoked.
I would stay seated on the train if the passenger next to me smelled like this, even in my doctor's waiting room, in a café, and definitely in the cinema.
But if that very special day were ever to come for me, then the man by my side would wear many things, but surely not "Vera Wang for Men."
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I do like to wear men's fragrances too, but I don't have to test EVERYTHING on myself. Definitely need some man skin for that! ;-)