The mob is happy
Many of you think that where it says "Amouage" on it, there is genius in it. These are the same people who don't understand that Roncadin supplies both Landliebe and Aldi Nord with vanilla ice cream. The best ingredients at drastically different prices to give the hierarchical pseudo-superiority of the supposed upper class satisfaction. What is the result? Good products get bad reviews because you prefer to adorn yourself with the emperor's new clothes without realizing that you are becoming the absolute village idiot.
Porto Bello is one of the perfumes that surprises me most positively this year. Seen at Kaufhof, immediately impressed by the appealing presentation, I was one of the first to spray the fragrance from this store. Frankincense suits me very well, it works well with my skin and I find it special, different, unconventional. Porto Bello starts with a warm, spicy incense-vanilla blend, it has almost a gourmand quality. The orange that is added is subtle; I rather perceive a certain sweetness, but this does not overlay the incense either. I like this very much, because the scent reminds me of a somewhat sweeter Black Cashmere by Donna Karan, and this one has unfortunately been discontinued. So with Porto Bello I am floating on clouds that were thought to be lost. Most people probably associate Sardinia with the term; but funny enough, there is also a district in Dublin called Portobello and I have to say that Ireland is not only closer to me than Italy, I also find the fragrance very Irish, wild in the heart and rawly charming. By the way, the perfume lasts as long as an Irish night in a pub with a stormy silage. So while you continue to refine your toilet paper with Amouage, I enjoy my elegant bargain - I bet I smell better than you