1Marvelous

Of course I can't avoid testing it and wanted to add it to my collection whether it makes sense or not. Where do I start? Test for strips and it starts with nail polish remover with fresh coriander and rancid butter, metal and stale milk, outside in the sun while the iris is in full bloom. A feminine hygiene bucket that should be emptied also fits the bill. Bleeding wound that nobody tends and leaves like this. Sweat and, far away, a man wxxxxing in the hustle and bustle of it all. Is it the scene Süßkind describes when Crétin Grenouille was born? At the market under the fish stall? Something aggressive, the adrenaline that is supposed to be recreated here, hangs in the air. The maritime note causes nausea. It's still there after 20 minutes.
Then the blood note is very strong. It becomes musky and aggressive like a hot, dark room with sweating bodies. Something sexual about it? Hmh... could be hot, unwashed and aggressive. Someone comes - someone swallows - cheap deodorant or aftershave is drenched in sweat. Maybe somewhere in the corner of this market - who knows. Like a trip, various scenarios come to mind. Not a pleasant trip already.
Something for horror fans perhaps.
And yes, at some point that note when chestnuts want to blossom - that stickiness.
Phew, and that was just the paper test with the window wide open. Do I dare to test it on skin? 30 minutes the maritime and the azurone are very slowly fading, it is very salty and sweaty so slowly the scent becomes creamier and sweeter. Sweet and tasty like rotting meat or is it that human smell after coitus?
Omg and the fragrance has the staying power and silage you could only wish for elsewhere. The strip is a meter away from me in the open air and I can clearly smell it. One thing is clear: it polarizes and is discussed like no other fragrance of its kind. I think it's unacceptable on its own, unless you're a bit of a psychopath and deliberately want to provoke and shock. And yet what do I do with the whole bottle now? Is there perhaps a way to transform the Secretion into something magnifique after all? Maybe you can make a femme fatale fragrance out of it. If you ask AI, you get a few options for layering the fragrance, with suggestions such as Good Girl, Baccarat Rouge, Shalimar, Black Orchid, Gaultier Divine, Hypnotic Poison, l'Orpheline, Musk Noir for her and so on. AI suggests a spray of SM and three to four sprays of the fragrance you want to wear with it.
If I ever dare to test it on skin, I'll try these combinations, maybe it will have the effect Jean Baptiste Grenouille wanted - which didn't end well for him, he was torn to pieces.
To be continued..

The bottle with its pink plastic skin - one touch, one spray and the fusion begins. A moment in which synthetics and I enter into a silent blood brotherhood. Can cables bleed? If so, then maybe just like this. A drop of cable milk meets a hint of skin, combines, fuses. Fruity freshness, floral coolness - as if you were brushing robot milk on your skin. Björk - All is full of love comes to mind.

A fragrance like a declaration of love to the artificial, to the perfect fusion of man and machine. So futuristic, so alien, so fascinating. I am in love. With a robot. And this summer belongs to us.

A fascinating fragrance journey that immediately transports me to distant lands. With the first spray, a tangy blend of lemon, ginger and coriander unfolds - invigorating, spicy and surprisingly soft at the same time. This fresh, citrusy-spicy note lingers for a long time, especially on clothing, ensuring its authentic presence.

However, the fragrance unfolds differently on my skin. Here, jasmine, cardamom and the soft leather nuance come to the fore. The warmth of the skin enhances the exotic side of the composition.
The rice note is and remains the centerpiece. It perfectly captures the spirit of Asian cookshops without giving you the feeling of smelling like food or even kitchen mustiness. Instead, it conveys a soft, creamy texture that rounds off the fragrance and lends it an almost meditative calm. At the very end, the fragrance has a bit of Kenzo Amour about it.

The name says it all.
Comes across very masculine on my skin and I don't want to bring my arm to my nose again.

Has something of "come here, smell me, do I stink or is it still jet?"

Foreman Gerard has to attend the site meeting and has a crush on pretty architect Annegret. He is a little embarrassed and excited.
He asks the pen, holding his armpit under his poor nose. He replies tepidly "Jet still" because he doesn't know if Gerrard can get Annegret. "Right, let's go" says Gerard, pulling up his trousers to cover his builder's decollete and shuffling bravely towards the site meeting. He briefly combs his thinning hair, because he always has a comb with him.

I'm out, he's too daring for me.
Interesting to test.

This must be it... the thicket of roses that surrounds the castle walls. Through which you have to fight boldly to reach Sleeping Beauty. Many have tried and died in the thicket. It is as if you can hear the sword strokes that sever the leaves and rose stems. Lush, blood-red blossoms falling. The path is dark and dangerous. And yet, in the distance, you perceive the sweeter, more delicate notes that this rose fairy tale promises.

I am captivated by the fragrance - it has so many facets. From spicy, peppery to floral, rusty, earthy and green, it has it all.

I dare say this is my favorite rose fragrance in my collection.

A rose armor - my protector.

I hesitated at first and thought: another rose fragrance? Yes, absolutely if you are looking for dark, deep and sensual and just a hint of sweet.