Top Notes 
Apple
Peach
Heart Notes 
Iris
Rose
Base Notes 
Vanilla
4ajbukoshka
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4ajbukoshka
4
“Imitation is the highest […] form of flattery.” Or: Do we really have to be able to eat everything?
Salem: Mental confusion has many faces, but today it wears the face of Tshajbukoshka.
Tshajbukoshka: As if no one would know that? You have something and think of something else. It’s on the tip of your tongue, but you just can’t recall the name. You try to draw a picture and see in your mind's eye how the contours blur.
Salem: Okay. So Neville has a reminder in hand and waijjjssss that he has forgotten something, but he can’t figure out what it is. Is that close?
Tshajbukoshka: Yesss! So… I’m standing in front of Linda’s dresser and she follows my gaze and tells me to pull the trigger.
And there it is! (In the background, Bushido is shouting “Wouh! I’m the final boss! […] Everyone knows me!”) That one, whose name is not Voldemort, but ‘Bake bake cake’ or something, vaaaffancuuuulooo, you know who I mean, that dentist/hospital to go, which you also find in the dupes, where they like to claim in the pyramid that it’s saffron. Pahahahahaha. They’ve never stuck their nose in saffron in their lives. In any case, I get this hospital vibe that vaguely reminds me of iodine. And if I wait a moment and try to ignore it, I get… berries? Peach rings?
Salem: How about apple? Look at the pyramid, hit copy and paste, and everyone is satisfied, who anyway doesn’t understand what you want to convey.
Tshajbukoshka: Huh? Really? Apple, peach, and vanilla? (scratches his head)
Salem: Has no one de-loused that little monkey in a long time? Do you really have to make that face?
Tshajbukoshka: Yesss! What do I do now? What do I say? Should I praise Linda for her taste? Jump out of the window?
Salem: Join Life!
Tshajbukoshka: No, thanks. Wallah, this is not good. I don’t want to get any closer than necessary.
Salem: Wallah, this is serrrrr good! (purrs and stashes a supply of the little bottles into his scruffy cat fur) People should finally stop getting too close to me with their meow-meow and their filthy grabbers. (sprays himself a few rounds with ‘Go Fruity’ to enlarge his personal space)
Nixo kapiiischo? Then here’s the short version.
For me, the scent belongs to the category of those that should not be smelled, in the Baccarat Rouge 540 Eau de Parfum in all variations as well as "Red Temptation Women | Zara" and the likes.
The reason for this is the very penetrating, piercing medical, all-dominating note that I have already discovered in some other perfumes from the lower shelf (keyword ‘bargain bin’) as saffron, here in a slightly homeopathized form.
I don’t explicitly get apples and peaches; I get berries and, with effort, an opened bag of peach rings. Possibly this is that chemistry set aroma xy, into which you could theoretically interpret anything, I waijjjssss noooothing.
Also noooothing: development or scent progression after the first half hour.
It is extremely positive to note the environmentally friendly sillage (quickly relatively close to the body; Salem is grumbling in the corner, as his plan to keep everyone at bay was once again a shot in the oven).
There is nothing to criticize about the longevity or the simple bottle. According to my research, you get 30ml in a solid glass bottle printed with letters for €7.
For me personally, these are better invested in peach and apple rings.
Salem: But you don’t have to eat everything. The quote in the title, which many will recognize from Oscar Wilde, indicates that presumably Baccarat Rouge, THE perfume hype since there have been perfume hypes, served as inspiration for this. Ah, Tshajbu, before I forget! Best regards from Stan.
Tshajbukoshka: As if no one would know that? You have something and think of something else. It’s on the tip of your tongue, but you just can’t recall the name. You try to draw a picture and see in your mind's eye how the contours blur.
Salem: Okay. So Neville has a reminder in hand and waijjjssss that he has forgotten something, but he can’t figure out what it is. Is that close?
Tshajbukoshka: Yesss! So… I’m standing in front of Linda’s dresser and she follows my gaze and tells me to pull the trigger.
And there it is! (In the background, Bushido is shouting “Wouh! I’m the final boss! […] Everyone knows me!”) That one, whose name is not Voldemort, but ‘Bake bake cake’ or something, vaaaffancuuuulooo, you know who I mean, that dentist/hospital to go, which you also find in the dupes, where they like to claim in the pyramid that it’s saffron. Pahahahahaha. They’ve never stuck their nose in saffron in their lives. In any case, I get this hospital vibe that vaguely reminds me of iodine. And if I wait a moment and try to ignore it, I get… berries? Peach rings?
Salem: How about apple? Look at the pyramid, hit copy and paste, and everyone is satisfied, who anyway doesn’t understand what you want to convey.
Tshajbukoshka: Huh? Really? Apple, peach, and vanilla? (scratches his head)
Salem: Has no one de-loused that little monkey in a long time? Do you really have to make that face?
Tshajbukoshka: Yesss! What do I do now? What do I say? Should I praise Linda for her taste? Jump out of the window?
Salem: Join Life!
Tshajbukoshka: No, thanks. Wallah, this is not good. I don’t want to get any closer than necessary.
Salem: Wallah, this is serrrrr good! (purrs and stashes a supply of the little bottles into his scruffy cat fur) People should finally stop getting too close to me with their meow-meow and their filthy grabbers. (sprays himself a few rounds with ‘Go Fruity’ to enlarge his personal space)
Nixo kapiiischo? Then here’s the short version.
For me, the scent belongs to the category of those that should not be smelled, in the Baccarat Rouge 540 Eau de Parfum in all variations as well as "Red Temptation Women | Zara" and the likes.
The reason for this is the very penetrating, piercing medical, all-dominating note that I have already discovered in some other perfumes from the lower shelf (keyword ‘bargain bin’) as saffron, here in a slightly homeopathized form.
I don’t explicitly get apples and peaches; I get berries and, with effort, an opened bag of peach rings. Possibly this is that chemistry set aroma xy, into which you could theoretically interpret anything, I waijjjssss noooothing.
Also noooothing: development or scent progression after the first half hour.
It is extremely positive to note the environmentally friendly sillage (quickly relatively close to the body; Salem is grumbling in the corner, as his plan to keep everyone at bay was once again a shot in the oven).
There is nothing to criticize about the longevity or the simple bottle. According to my research, you get 30ml in a solid glass bottle printed with letters for €7.
For me personally, these are better invested in peach and apple rings.
Salem: But you don’t have to eat everything. The quote in the title, which many will recognize from Oscar Wilde, indicates that presumably Baccarat Rouge, THE perfume hype since there have been perfume hypes, served as inspiration for this. Ah, Tshajbu, before I forget! Best regards from Stan.
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