02/10/2019
Meggi
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At least the amber's bon
The present candidate needs a little time before he reveals his true nature. At first he irritates with a strong fruity note, which rises into the citric, forces the thought of (citral?) prickling almost and therefore should exceed the acidic capacity of the indicated cardamom by far. It looks almost like candied orange, served on an Advent plate with cinnamon and perhaps clove. At the same time a bitter smell plausibilizes the announcement "Tagetes", the olle Ober-Stinkerin.
But after an hour we have to deal with an amber scent from the wax corner. It's well ventilated. I would not have thought that chamomile would be responsible for the latter, but it is absolutely conclusive. Since the wax is very restrained, this is simply an excellent, airy light amber scent. With light Citral-Pritzeln evenly, as finger snap. Amber, spotted wax and the sherbet powder crisis waft each other away. The bitter florality can only be guessed in the underground.
Over the lunchtime the unsweet part becomes more and more important. I think on my skin almost in the direction of fine cocoa, while with a little distance the gentle tingling is still noticeable. Everything is carefully accompanied by our austere florality, which is hardly recognizable as such. This could seem slightly unbalanced, but there is always some sweetness left as a connecting element.
A diffuse approach of scouring powder in the course of the afternoon is just around curvy again, as there is enough fruit sweetness on board that the whole thing also passes as halfway limonadige. A very harsh one, of course. In general, it has gradually become quite dark. No, I'm serious. As if the strangest flowers were demanding the final word, but for lack of remaining strength they would have to be limited to a pale, strawy surface, which also attracted moisture. A trace of sweetness may still be there, but it's undeniably easy end.
Conclusion: It's a pity to end with the untypically musty natural fragrance, because the amber was super for hours.
I thank Fluxit for the sample.
But after an hour we have to deal with an amber scent from the wax corner. It's well ventilated. I would not have thought that chamomile would be responsible for the latter, but it is absolutely conclusive. Since the wax is very restrained, this is simply an excellent, airy light amber scent. With light Citral-Pritzeln evenly, as finger snap. Amber, spotted wax and the sherbet powder crisis waft each other away. The bitter florality can only be guessed in the underground.
Over the lunchtime the unsweet part becomes more and more important. I think on my skin almost in the direction of fine cocoa, while with a little distance the gentle tingling is still noticeable. Everything is carefully accompanied by our austere florality, which is hardly recognizable as such. This could seem slightly unbalanced, but there is always some sweetness left as a connecting element.
A diffuse approach of scouring powder in the course of the afternoon is just around curvy again, as there is enough fruit sweetness on board that the whole thing also passes as halfway limonadige. A very harsh one, of course. In general, it has gradually become quite dark. No, I'm serious. As if the strangest flowers were demanding the final word, but for lack of remaining strength they would have to be limited to a pale, strawy surface, which also attracted moisture. A trace of sweetness may still be there, but it's undeniably easy end.
Conclusion: It's a pity to end with the untypically musty natural fragrance, because the amber was super for hours.
I thank Fluxit for the sample.
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