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07/06/2018
Augusto
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Augusto
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Pearls and fringed suede jacket
What the hell kind of a freak is that for a prelude?
Woody, elegant, exalted explosion. A silver-beige-purple shimmering pearl.
Iris? Flowers? Synthetics? Books?
Glue and printing inks explode in a flower wood mixture, you are tied up, want to know more. The page of the book, which is presented to the nose here, becomes immediately itself a fantasy, is only briefly its wearer.
Now have a look - aah - Ambrettte, Bergamot and Peffer to the beginning. That explains a lot. Yes, I like Ambrette, with the right embedding sometimes very superficial. Like the Wood Sage & Sea Salt, the Ambrette tone and the combination remind me of that. But here it is much more radiant with the pepper and even has some effect on the respiratory tract through the slight sharpness. Sharp station wagon.
Then there is something strongly iris-like, which completely frees this initial note from its naturalness. Overcomes itself. Becomes airy, heavenly, dreamy and distant from the ground of reality.
Tip for tasting: Fits well to new and old synth music. Or just an imaginative or otherwise unreal narrative from a book comes towards you very plastically and draws you in. Can you choose yourself.
In the case of pearls, the association with the shimmer comes automatically, even with this flickering effect that is known from Iso E-Super. Iris silvery, moon, so basically nothing but lighting effects. Dance scenes, mirror ball, club light on-off, stroboscopes?
All that it has, the scent, but also something from 20s pearl necklaces, which dangle long from slender necks.
Now violet, green, fresh, gentle. Like radiating fragrant white skin in flickering light.
The pearl from the top note lies on it in the throat and shimmers because the skin warms it. Pearls that are not worn lose their luster. So there is a direct connection to the skin, to flesh, to the body, the pearl is driven out of the flesh of a living being, a shell. And is as salty as the sea and the tears. Not at all as a metaphor, but quite sensitively, this connection with the physical, its origin, its excretions, the living movement and change.
This one's always spinning back and forth on the clavicle. Who looks too long, can lose himself in it. And the scent carries you away in waves.
So here was the key to the name - hallucinogen, suction generating, dreamland not far away. Whether club or head cinema. The scent turns quite high in the heart note in this direction and that already after half an hour.
Certain it is, if one has recognized the smell notes once, and it lies down a little, not at all any more so unusual, the notes are compellingly iris near, thus woody and earthy at the same time, a breath of powder blows past and spicy silver. However, it draws the smeller into a completely silvery shining olfactory atmosphere, warm and cool at the same time, and like the heated skin over which the wind sweeps in the moonlight.
Not to be confused: This is not a skin scent in the narrower sense, even if the description might be somewhat misleading. It is a dream fragrance, a dream in which skin and its texture, its radiance, its warmth, also play a role. Discarded by an olfactory pearl.
The pearl then disappears sometime in a suede bag and takes the skin scent, the light musk, completely without washing, with it. Or it slips into the pocket of one of these fringed suede jackets, which conjure up the hallucinogenic high times in us, in which the wearer of this fragrance could also lose himself.
For AugustA through and through beautiful. This perfumer is really good at interpreting familiar scent sensations. Mostly the warm soft direction, no loud roar, but skillful games with scent combinations and - inventions, which put the known so far on the head, which one does not notice it at all first and is then completely fascinated, how informative and beautifully a supposedly well-known scent can be used and carried.
Woody, elegant, exalted explosion. A silver-beige-purple shimmering pearl.
Iris? Flowers? Synthetics? Books?
Glue and printing inks explode in a flower wood mixture, you are tied up, want to know more. The page of the book, which is presented to the nose here, becomes immediately itself a fantasy, is only briefly its wearer.
Now have a look - aah - Ambrettte, Bergamot and Peffer to the beginning. That explains a lot. Yes, I like Ambrette, with the right embedding sometimes very superficial. Like the Wood Sage & Sea Salt, the Ambrette tone and the combination remind me of that. But here it is much more radiant with the pepper and even has some effect on the respiratory tract through the slight sharpness. Sharp station wagon.
Then there is something strongly iris-like, which completely frees this initial note from its naturalness. Overcomes itself. Becomes airy, heavenly, dreamy and distant from the ground of reality.
Tip for tasting: Fits well to new and old synth music. Or just an imaginative or otherwise unreal narrative from a book comes towards you very plastically and draws you in. Can you choose yourself.
In the case of pearls, the association with the shimmer comes automatically, even with this flickering effect that is known from Iso E-Super. Iris silvery, moon, so basically nothing but lighting effects. Dance scenes, mirror ball, club light on-off, stroboscopes?
All that it has, the scent, but also something from 20s pearl necklaces, which dangle long from slender necks.
Now violet, green, fresh, gentle. Like radiating fragrant white skin in flickering light.
The pearl from the top note lies on it in the throat and shimmers because the skin warms it. Pearls that are not worn lose their luster. So there is a direct connection to the skin, to flesh, to the body, the pearl is driven out of the flesh of a living being, a shell. And is as salty as the sea and the tears. Not at all as a metaphor, but quite sensitively, this connection with the physical, its origin, its excretions, the living movement and change.
This one's always spinning back and forth on the clavicle. Who looks too long, can lose himself in it. And the scent carries you away in waves.
So here was the key to the name - hallucinogen, suction generating, dreamland not far away. Whether club or head cinema. The scent turns quite high in the heart note in this direction and that already after half an hour.
Certain it is, if one has recognized the smell notes once, and it lies down a little, not at all any more so unusual, the notes are compellingly iris near, thus woody and earthy at the same time, a breath of powder blows past and spicy silver. However, it draws the smeller into a completely silvery shining olfactory atmosphere, warm and cool at the same time, and like the heated skin over which the wind sweeps in the moonlight.
Not to be confused: This is not a skin scent in the narrower sense, even if the description might be somewhat misleading. It is a dream fragrance, a dream in which skin and its texture, its radiance, its warmth, also play a role. Discarded by an olfactory pearl.
The pearl then disappears sometime in a suede bag and takes the skin scent, the light musk, completely without washing, with it. Or it slips into the pocket of one of these fringed suede jackets, which conjure up the hallucinogenic high times in us, in which the wearer of this fragrance could also lose himself.
For AugustA through and through beautiful. This perfumer is really good at interpreting familiar scent sensations. Mostly the warm soft direction, no loud roar, but skillful games with scent combinations and - inventions, which put the known so far on the head, which one does not notice it at all first and is then completely fascinated, how informative and beautifully a supposedly well-known scent can be used and carried.
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