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Bergamot
Lemon
Mandarin orange
Grapefruit
Heart Notes 
Coriander
Nutmeg
Base Notes 
Sandalwood
Cedar
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Let's create the hype
I had to cut the bottom of my tight pants today because in this rather cool season, my feet quickly turn blue due to poor circulation. The ribbing of the fabric creates a red-striped temporary tattoo, which unfortunately no one will appreciate in the darkness out here. The kidneys and bladder are a less significant collateral damage, but frozen toes, no, that’s just not acceptable. Now I can stomp around faster, and I’m currently practicing writing perfume reviews while walking in the dark and against the wind. The display lights up my face, or at least what can still be seen of it despite the beard. It would look photogenic. Speaking of perfume: It’s materialistic enough to fit into my sober worldview but also somehow esoteric, at least just off enough to generate the necessary distinction gain.
C'mon, let's create the hype. Let’s try Trimaran.
It’s very vintage, very old school, no one knows it (anymore), and it’s quite rare. The bottle doesn’t look that great either, actually quite off in a way, with a thin black-blue plastic cap on top, but somehow it’s also cult-like. Full.
From the bottle, it smells very, well, old, but don’t let that fool you. It also smells good old, tobacco-original-old, primal-Paco-Rabanne-old, maybe Azzaro-old and even older, old-Chanel-Number-Five old, not like my father, who smelled after -- after work like a stable, after shaving like Old Spice, later then like Nivea After Shave Balm or something like that.
He rarely smelled like my mother. I have nothing against my father; after all, he pays the rent for my 30sqm loft! I don’t need anything big, we have space in our co-working space. Anyway, I’ve set up a board in the corner, not for books or things, just to lean against with the laptop and so, so when visitors are there, I always lean against it with the laptop. It has the same color. It looks good.
No, it smells like my grandfather, oh, what am I saying, like my great-grandfather, really! Although my great-grandfather fell in a terrible war that once happened here, so actually no one knows how he smelled anymore. But he had a beard like mine today, you can see that in the old photos. But maybe that’s how it smells straight from the bottle.
When you put it on, this somehow sour greenish-yellow racing stripe appears - speaking of racing stripes - there used to be those on cars, even on bicycles, you know - you can just stick it on the car in a color that stands out, so it has to be noticeable. It must not blend into the background; on the contrary. It has to pop. There used to be these super sour lemon chewing gums (or were they dragees?), they tasted like that at first, but that went away quickly, while with Trimaran... it stays! This lemon is... no, that’s not a lemon, that’s a contrast agent, absolutely artificial, the sports-, racing- or whatever stripe, confessingly artificial, modern, you have to say. It kicks the scent from old-schooler to neo-vintage; in other words, it could be from now and just pretend to be old.
Scan it immediately, secure the last bottles, there are still some online, I’ve already checked. I will probably sell mine, just before it runs out, for 50 bucks for 15 ml at Parfumo... I mean, for example, Aventus, how boring is that, it never really smelled good, good, sure, but really good? No, never.
With Trimaran, it’s different; it actually smelled really good, even if it might have been a while ago. So at least the racing stripe is insane. Go, let's create the hype. Checking doesn’t cost anything. When the racing stripe fades in brightness, the old-good comes back to the surface, the warm tobacco-original-old, the lemon gradually fizzles out.
By the way, since I’ve been dealing with perfumes, I actually don’t need sex anymore; I now give my partner complete warmth and security, and we clarify everything in conversation, even though we or especially because we have separated in friendship. Everything is a hundred percent fair between us. I’m still here, still freezing out here.
And, have you already looked for offers online? There are still really good things out there...
PS: Thank you, dear Christmas lady!
And: On my photo wall, I’m trying to show that the design of the bottle strangely resembles a Romanesque church facade (e.g., the cathedral of Lucca, etc.)...
C'mon, let's create the hype. Let’s try Trimaran.
It’s very vintage, very old school, no one knows it (anymore), and it’s quite rare. The bottle doesn’t look that great either, actually quite off in a way, with a thin black-blue plastic cap on top, but somehow it’s also cult-like. Full.
From the bottle, it smells very, well, old, but don’t let that fool you. It also smells good old, tobacco-original-old, primal-Paco-Rabanne-old, maybe Azzaro-old and even older, old-Chanel-Number-Five old, not like my father, who smelled after -- after work like a stable, after shaving like Old Spice, later then like Nivea After Shave Balm or something like that.
He rarely smelled like my mother. I have nothing against my father; after all, he pays the rent for my 30sqm loft! I don’t need anything big, we have space in our co-working space. Anyway, I’ve set up a board in the corner, not for books or things, just to lean against with the laptop and so, so when visitors are there, I always lean against it with the laptop. It has the same color. It looks good.
No, it smells like my grandfather, oh, what am I saying, like my great-grandfather, really! Although my great-grandfather fell in a terrible war that once happened here, so actually no one knows how he smelled anymore. But he had a beard like mine today, you can see that in the old photos. But maybe that’s how it smells straight from the bottle.
When you put it on, this somehow sour greenish-yellow racing stripe appears - speaking of racing stripes - there used to be those on cars, even on bicycles, you know - you can just stick it on the car in a color that stands out, so it has to be noticeable. It must not blend into the background; on the contrary. It has to pop. There used to be these super sour lemon chewing gums (or were they dragees?), they tasted like that at first, but that went away quickly, while with Trimaran... it stays! This lemon is... no, that’s not a lemon, that’s a contrast agent, absolutely artificial, the sports-, racing- or whatever stripe, confessingly artificial, modern, you have to say. It kicks the scent from old-schooler to neo-vintage; in other words, it could be from now and just pretend to be old.
Scan it immediately, secure the last bottles, there are still some online, I’ve already checked. I will probably sell mine, just before it runs out, for 50 bucks for 15 ml at Parfumo... I mean, for example, Aventus, how boring is that, it never really smelled good, good, sure, but really good? No, never.
With Trimaran, it’s different; it actually smelled really good, even if it might have been a while ago. So at least the racing stripe is insane. Go, let's create the hype. Checking doesn’t cost anything. When the racing stripe fades in brightness, the old-good comes back to the surface, the warm tobacco-original-old, the lemon gradually fizzles out.
By the way, since I’ve been dealing with perfumes, I actually don’t need sex anymore; I now give my partner complete warmth and security, and we clarify everything in conversation, even though we or especially because we have separated in friendship. Everything is a hundred percent fair between us. I’m still here, still freezing out here.
And, have you already looked for offers online? There are still really good things out there...
PS: Thank you, dear Christmas lady!
And: On my photo wall, I’m trying to show that the design of the bottle strangely resembles a Romanesque church facade (e.g., the cathedral of Lucca, etc.)...
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