Berlin was different back then, a good 20 years ago, when Björn moved from Villingen-Schwenningen to Berlin, into the eternal adventure. Björn was cool. Really cool. Björn had his life ahead of him, had idealistic dreams, wanted to work in NGOs, and wanted to hit every rave in the city every weekend for the rest of his life. It had to be Pberg, what else, his parents bought him the apartment right away without being asked, so that the boy would have a base. And beyond that, it would be a good investment anyway.
Björn studied political science. After 8 years he had finished his master's degree and realized that the low-paying NGOs were not exactly waiting for him. So he had to add a bachelor's degree in computer science. Björn first landed in a NGO for development cooperation with Equatorial Guinea. But when he woke up one night after a 22-hour day and realized that he had completely lost track of his life, he switched to an IT consulting gig. That's where he eventually met Lisa. Lisa used to be cool, too, once had a mullet, once tried a few pills during her law studies, once even lived for half a year in a squatted house on Rigaer Straße. Lisa now works as a lawyer for family law. The Fulda city coat of arms, which she had engraved behind her left upper arm with a forged signature when she was 16, she now conceals again with tops with slightly longer sleeves.
Waldemar was born 5 years ago, then Wilma two years ago. The Kitaplatz for a possible third child has also been reserved for 3 years, but probably Björn and Lisa were too late for this. Waldemar initially grew up without digital influences, with wooden toys and gender-neutral children's books that were read to him every day. Wilma, however, is a somewhat louder child and screams nonstop. By chance, her parents discovered that only colorful videos on their smartphones can soothe her, This fact, of course, they use only very rarely and in extreme emergencies.
Björn is currently taking parental leave for Wilma before she will be acclimated to daycare in a few months.
Björn sports a 10-day beard, tousled blond hair and rides a cargo bike, as do his buddies, all of whom are also currently on parental leave. Björn wears day cream during the day and night cream at night and his favorite perfume is Pour Homme by Grauton. One of his buddies once gave him a bottle and it took over from Sauvage. The perfume smells like curd soap, lavender and rosemary. Björn loves curd soap. He doesn't care about the smell itself, but he loves what it stands for. For honest craftsmanship, authenticity and sustainability. He associates it with childhood, even though he himself grew up with squeaky pink shower gel with a synthetic raspberry smell. He would have liked to grow up with curd soap. And with rosemary and lavender in the garden, and with a grandpa who would have worn one of those old-timey scents. Björn once googled, they call these scents fougères. With an accent grave and without an accent aigu. Björn's grandpas unfortunately died too young and his one grandma got dementia early, with her he mainly associates the smell of her nursing home. Cheap coffee, chlorinated cleaning products and a smell of stale bread and urine.
Björn is here and there overwhelmed with his life. His parents are disappointed that he has not yet reached the executive floor of his company. Lisa, he thinks, would have Waldemar and especially Wilma much better under control, and his buddies all seem much happier and more enthusiastic in their roles as full-time dads. Not to mention the most modern developments, all of which you have to consider today if you want to be a politically correct person and be perceived as such...
And when it's time for daddy-child water gymnastics again and he reaches in the locker room once more for his sweater, which he had just put in the locker room, and smells it, the scent calms him down and reminds Björn that he gives his very best every day. His buddies probably don't think he's all that dumb either, when they're always asking him for tips on cloth diapers. Lisa is great without exceptions. And at least for his kids, he will be the very greatest until their puberty sets in anyway.
Fragrance, durability, sillage:
A wonderfully modern curd soap, perfumed with a great fougère composition. At the beginning, the fragrance actually seems a bit stale. However, while the curd soap always remains constant and constantly gives the impression as if you had just jumped out of grandma's bathtub, the fragrance itself becomes milder, softer and loses its knarzigkeit.
On my (usually quite grateful) skin I perceive the fragrance for well over 14 hours, on clothes even days later, but the fragrance is not too close to the body. A very pronounced sillage did not stand out in my tests the target audience, he is on just under a meter but excellent perceptible, but does not remain forever in the room. The fragrance is extremely suitable for everyday use and with him you will probably hardly ever be able to tick off.