Bella Donna Dolce Amore bugatti Fashion 2025
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Emotional support
Few things in this world can plunge me into the dark depths of my being like the approaching deadline for a tax return. The deadline was August 1st, and for all the months prior, I shrugged it off: Ah, I still have plenty of time.
As a state-certified diploma procrastinator, I now found myself sitting on the living room carpet, surrounded by folders, unsorted receipts, letters, paper, paper, paper.
It was July 31st. At least the first step had been taken, joining the paperwork. Unfortunately, I realized - as every year - that it was no fun at all. Surprisingly, I am still shocked by this every time. Not even the sitting position was comfortable. So what did I need first? Exactly, drinks. Not just any drinks, but today I came up with the most creative ideas. Blueberries with tasteless honeydew melon and turmeric milk in the smoothie, lavender honey added... hm, it was okay. I got carried away. Boredom was not allowed, so I returned to the paper bombshell with five different creations.
But still, it felt like an invisible wall was stopping me from typing in my numbers. Cleaning the bathroom felt more important at that moment. Then it suddenly hit me that I should finally sort out my kitchen spices by expiration date. The number is quite manageable, and thus, at least briefly, a superficial feeling of happiness arose. But it still wasn’t enough for a motivational boost. With every glance at the clock, the inner pressure noticeably increased. What did I need now to finally sit down and tackle this bureaucracy? I certainly didn’t have ammonia to snap me out of my brain freeze. Erba Pura wasn’t available either.
The lovely Senses from the forum must have known, as she shared that Bugatti had just released a new fragrance. It is said to resemble the sunny "Cheirosa '62 / Brazilian Crush Cheirosa '62 | Sol de Janeiro." Since Câline had really disappointed me with her latest offering, I grabbed my keys and marched right out. After all, I had no time to lose. There stood the new "Bella Donna Dolce Amore | bugatti Fashion." Sealed and without a tester. The pink packaging initially confused me, as the bottle was shown in gold online, and the rest of Bugatti's scents ranged from light pink to Bordeaux, smelling of sweet, fizzy drugstore berries. None of that was my thing. I double-checked online before daring a blind purchase. Belief moves mountains, and so I hoped internally that I would like it. Since it was a disgrace to deal with paperwork on such a beautiful summer day, I needed an emotional soul comforter. Yes, Bugatti had a big task ahead.
The bottle vaguely resembles Goddess Eau de Parfum with its square design. The cap is beautifully solid gold with an oriental pattern on the front. Looks good.
“Please like me, please like me, you have to help me,” I pleaded as I sprayed. Pftpft…
Oh yes, a very familiar DNA of Cheirosa '62 greeted me. But only in the background. Sweet, creamy, nutty roasted, reminiscent of sunscreen. Copa Cabana, Piña Colada… okay, I was dreaming again. However, the top note has a special character that sets it apart as a pure dupe from the original. There are, to my nose, undefinable fruits that react slightly sour with my skin for a brief moment. Luckily, that stays within limits. Floral notes come in, but I can't define them. Not even Ylang-Ylang. Over time, the similarity to Cheirosa '62 diminishes further, and the fruits and flowers now form their own creamy scent.
Sunbeams pierced through the dark clouds of numbers and caressed my suffering soul to South Sea lengths. I felt emotionally picked up and comforted in my misery. Even if there aren’t any, the mere appearance of coconuts makes me happy.
With my head nicely dazed by Bella Donna Dolce Amore and exchanging first impressions on Parfumo, I could finally move my finger to the button to start the laptop.
Since the sillage is typically quite light for Bugatti, I added another layer. This transparent quality also makes it a good companion in high temperatures. Not too sweet, not too fruity, not too floral, not too sunscreen-like, but a good balance. Nothing stands out, nothing annoys.
By now it was already late in the evening, and after 2.5 hours, I had to reapply to perceive it again. Even on my clothes. Thanks to my new scent friend, I was now searching for "Hawaii," "Hammock," and "Beach Package" in the midst of time pressure and a productivity high.
I couldn't even find the expenses for first aid measures for a sunburn. Well, at least there was still a free text for friendly lines to the tax office.
Time flew by, and when I finally checked after the umpteenth time, I clicked with flushed cheeks on my favorite button "send." I really had to laugh when I saw the timestamp of the submission: July 31 at 11:59 PM.
Hey, done is done, right?
But even better was the indication of who contributed to my tax return: "Bella Donna Dolce Amore | bugatti Fashion," of course! Without her emotional support, I would probably still be mixing chive-pineapple-tomato smoothies or something.
As a state-certified diploma procrastinator, I now found myself sitting on the living room carpet, surrounded by folders, unsorted receipts, letters, paper, paper, paper.
It was July 31st. At least the first step had been taken, joining the paperwork. Unfortunately, I realized - as every year - that it was no fun at all. Surprisingly, I am still shocked by this every time. Not even the sitting position was comfortable. So what did I need first? Exactly, drinks. Not just any drinks, but today I came up with the most creative ideas. Blueberries with tasteless honeydew melon and turmeric milk in the smoothie, lavender honey added... hm, it was okay. I got carried away. Boredom was not allowed, so I returned to the paper bombshell with five different creations.
But still, it felt like an invisible wall was stopping me from typing in my numbers. Cleaning the bathroom felt more important at that moment. Then it suddenly hit me that I should finally sort out my kitchen spices by expiration date. The number is quite manageable, and thus, at least briefly, a superficial feeling of happiness arose. But it still wasn’t enough for a motivational boost. With every glance at the clock, the inner pressure noticeably increased. What did I need now to finally sit down and tackle this bureaucracy? I certainly didn’t have ammonia to snap me out of my brain freeze. Erba Pura wasn’t available either.
The lovely Senses from the forum must have known, as she shared that Bugatti had just released a new fragrance. It is said to resemble the sunny "Cheirosa '62 / Brazilian Crush Cheirosa '62 | Sol de Janeiro." Since Câline had really disappointed me with her latest offering, I grabbed my keys and marched right out. After all, I had no time to lose. There stood the new "Bella Donna Dolce Amore | bugatti Fashion." Sealed and without a tester. The pink packaging initially confused me, as the bottle was shown in gold online, and the rest of Bugatti's scents ranged from light pink to Bordeaux, smelling of sweet, fizzy drugstore berries. None of that was my thing. I double-checked online before daring a blind purchase. Belief moves mountains, and so I hoped internally that I would like it. Since it was a disgrace to deal with paperwork on such a beautiful summer day, I needed an emotional soul comforter. Yes, Bugatti had a big task ahead.
The bottle vaguely resembles Goddess Eau de Parfum with its square design. The cap is beautifully solid gold with an oriental pattern on the front. Looks good.
“Please like me, please like me, you have to help me,” I pleaded as I sprayed. Pftpft…
Oh yes, a very familiar DNA of Cheirosa '62 greeted me. But only in the background. Sweet, creamy, nutty roasted, reminiscent of sunscreen. Copa Cabana, Piña Colada… okay, I was dreaming again. However, the top note has a special character that sets it apart as a pure dupe from the original. There are, to my nose, undefinable fruits that react slightly sour with my skin for a brief moment. Luckily, that stays within limits. Floral notes come in, but I can't define them. Not even Ylang-Ylang. Over time, the similarity to Cheirosa '62 diminishes further, and the fruits and flowers now form their own creamy scent.
Sunbeams pierced through the dark clouds of numbers and caressed my suffering soul to South Sea lengths. I felt emotionally picked up and comforted in my misery. Even if there aren’t any, the mere appearance of coconuts makes me happy.
With my head nicely dazed by Bella Donna Dolce Amore and exchanging first impressions on Parfumo, I could finally move my finger to the button to start the laptop.
Since the sillage is typically quite light for Bugatti, I added another layer. This transparent quality also makes it a good companion in high temperatures. Not too sweet, not too fruity, not too floral, not too sunscreen-like, but a good balance. Nothing stands out, nothing annoys.
By now it was already late in the evening, and after 2.5 hours, I had to reapply to perceive it again. Even on my clothes. Thanks to my new scent friend, I was now searching for "Hawaii," "Hammock," and "Beach Package" in the midst of time pressure and a productivity high.
I couldn't even find the expenses for first aid measures for a sunburn. Well, at least there was still a free text for friendly lines to the tax office.
Time flew by, and when I finally checked after the umpteenth time, I clicked with flushed cheeks on my favorite button "send." I really had to laugh when I saw the timestamp of the submission: July 31 at 11:59 PM.
Hey, done is done, right?
But even better was the indication of who contributed to my tax return: "Bella Donna Dolce Amore | bugatti Fashion," of course! Without her emotional support, I would probably still be mixing chive-pineapple-tomato smoothies or something.
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Thank you, dear @Pollita!