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Nix da peach
As is the case with reviews here, first a little introduction:
For the gentlemen of Rammstein I have never been able to really fascinate me, the name on the bottle is me therefore relatively Rille.
However, I've been looking for a long time for a daily companion, because I'm a routine animal and variety goes to me rather against the grain. Previously long Decadence worn by Marc Jacobs, this one is now looking but unfortunately in vain. Chanel No.5 is me with the best will in the long run too expensive.
One notices: I prefer heavy smells.
That is Pussy Dark in any case.
After several futile visits to Douglas and Co. I then landed in Rossmann, although it really rarely takes me there. Out of curiosity, and because the name is of course very funny, I then sniffed at the first Pussy- Ugh! Not mine at all. So that grabbed right next to it and sprayed on the other wrist: Pussy Dark. Very imaginative.
Out of Rossmann, off home.
The whole day I had to sniff my wrist, did not get the smell out of my head. Directly the next day back there and with the full version in the luggage happy at home.
The slightly more expensive sister of Pussy comes apparently without the pheromones therefore, but beguiles for it all the more. But beware: the other reviews I do not understand, from peach is missing here any trace! Thank God, from which I get namely sick.
The fragrance is a strong blend of ripe, sweet plum, an earthy bottom note, and a very large portion of dried roses. Yep, not the fresh ones, but rather the potpourri version. And thus has exactly met my taste.
A splash in the morning is enough for me to have in the evening still what of the fragrance. Two are already too much. Thus, the price-performance ratio is absolutely feasible, although I would have liked yet another discount, since the fragrances are to be thrown out of the range quickly by Rossmann after the latest events.
What the misratenen gentlemen of the creation there drive has cordially little to do with the perfume. As is known, the names are only placarded on the flacon of another creator, so that more ash can be made. Ifs then runs well.
Pussy Dark will be from now on a my daily fragrance, and I'm so happy to finally no longer have to go to perfumeries to be bothered by the fine ladies there.
For the gentlemen of Rammstein I have never been able to really fascinate me, the name on the bottle is me therefore relatively Rille.
However, I've been looking for a long time for a daily companion, because I'm a routine animal and variety goes to me rather against the grain. Previously long Decadence worn by Marc Jacobs, this one is now looking but unfortunately in vain. Chanel No.5 is me with the best will in the long run too expensive.
One notices: I prefer heavy smells.
That is Pussy Dark in any case.
After several futile visits to Douglas and Co. I then landed in Rossmann, although it really rarely takes me there. Out of curiosity, and because the name is of course very funny, I then sniffed at the first Pussy- Ugh! Not mine at all. So that grabbed right next to it and sprayed on the other wrist: Pussy Dark. Very imaginative.
Out of Rossmann, off home.
The whole day I had to sniff my wrist, did not get the smell out of my head. Directly the next day back there and with the full version in the luggage happy at home.
The slightly more expensive sister of Pussy comes apparently without the pheromones therefore, but beguiles for it all the more. But beware: the other reviews I do not understand, from peach is missing here any trace! Thank God, from which I get namely sick.
The fragrance is a strong blend of ripe, sweet plum, an earthy bottom note, and a very large portion of dried roses. Yep, not the fresh ones, but rather the potpourri version. And thus has exactly met my taste.
A splash in the morning is enough for me to have in the evening still what of the fragrance. Two are already too much. Thus, the price-performance ratio is absolutely feasible, although I would have liked yet another discount, since the fragrances are to be thrown out of the range quickly by Rossmann after the latest events.
What the misratenen gentlemen of the creation there drive has cordially little to do with the perfume. As is known, the names are only placarded on the flacon of another creator, so that more ash can be made. Ifs then runs well.
Pussy Dark will be from now on a my daily fragrance, and I'm so happy to finally no longer have to go to perfumeries to be bothered by the fine ladies there.