Top Notes 
Heliotrope
Honeysuckle
Neroli
Heart Notes 
Frangipani
Fig milk
Freesia
Base Notes 
Vanilla
White musk
Ambergris
08/20/2019
SolisOccasum
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Mother Holle
It's not easy for Mrs. Holle today. She got herself a pretty lazy trainee into the company. Of course, the young thing may still remain the trial period, but after that she should leave. Fastest possible.
I don't understand. Actually, everything's pretty loose around here. Like the down pillows and beds. Every morning, in the local quarter, these should be shaken out please decently. And if the pillows leave a few feathers, so much the better.
The same goes for the cat. All she needs is a plate of milk. Not with cinnamon, not with sugar or anything. Normal milk. Of the other things Mrs. Holle does not dare to think at all anymore.
Water the little tree, repaint the peacock, resole the dance, feed the rainbow, scatter the meadow and sing of the silence. All quite simple tasks.
But oh.... nowadays it is soo hard to find good apprentices.
The chubby Frau Holle puts her round golden nickel glasses in order, plucks a few silver strands quickly and stuffs them disorderly into her bun. Then she rolls up her sleeves and looks for Pechmarie.
What the welfare for a certificate will get?
The fragrance.
Well. Actually quite linear.
He starts super feathery soft powdery warm vanilla. He kills first. BUT. It actually gets softer and finally smells like warm rice pudding with powder and fluff.
But I wouldn't want to wear it in the summer months. Although it becomes soft and very pleasant, the powdery sweet still would be too heavy for me.
Even close up too fluffy. It lasts 6 hours but is very close to the body. And at the beginning really penetrating causing headache, but dims back to close to the body.
Conclusion:
If Mrs. Holle takes over the scepter, the fragrance will be really good. (Tendentious direction kenzo amour) -who likes it also likes the poudre d'été.
I don't understand. Actually, everything's pretty loose around here. Like the down pillows and beds. Every morning, in the local quarter, these should be shaken out please decently. And if the pillows leave a few feathers, so much the better.
The same goes for the cat. All she needs is a plate of milk. Not with cinnamon, not with sugar or anything. Normal milk. Of the other things Mrs. Holle does not dare to think at all anymore.
Water the little tree, repaint the peacock, resole the dance, feed the rainbow, scatter the meadow and sing of the silence. All quite simple tasks.
But oh.... nowadays it is soo hard to find good apprentices.
The chubby Frau Holle puts her round golden nickel glasses in order, plucks a few silver strands quickly and stuffs them disorderly into her bun. Then she rolls up her sleeves and looks for Pechmarie.
What the welfare for a certificate will get?
The fragrance.
Well. Actually quite linear.
He starts super feathery soft powdery warm vanilla. He kills first. BUT. It actually gets softer and finally smells like warm rice pudding with powder and fluff.
But I wouldn't want to wear it in the summer months. Although it becomes soft and very pleasant, the powdery sweet still would be too heavy for me.
Even close up too fluffy. It lasts 6 hours but is very close to the body. And at the beginning really penetrating causing headache, but dims back to close to the body.
Conclusion:
If Mrs. Holle takes over the scepter, the fragrance will be really good. (Tendentious direction kenzo amour) -who likes it also likes the poudre d'été.
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