Batuhan

My first Tom Ford, almost even my last.
Puhhh, does that smell bad, is that caraway? I hate caraway,
well, that's what happens when you make a blind buy. It could also be vervain. It literally smelled disgusting. No, did I make a mistake?
I was so frustrated: it was really so terrible it just smelled like a stinky old man. I wanted to return it immediately. I already regret it, it wasn't cheap either, so even worse...

But wait! Is that rose? Is that vanilla? Is that sage? Suddenly I could smell more, because the stinky note had almost completely faded after 15 to 20 minutes. I can still smell it, but since it's now weaker, it fits with the rose, the vanilla, and the iris. It keeps getting better and better, really almost very good. Suddenly my anger is gone.

And then I was like in a haze...
I imagined a man in a tuxedo, he likes to wear leather shoes and looks damn hot, he’s not a playboy, nobody knows him, but everyone wants to get to know him. But he wants something else, what does he actually want? Power? Money? Or just attention? Definitely everything at once. He actually already has everything a man needs, right? Unfortunately not...
To be honest, he lacks a certain freshness or a fruity note. He is more suitable for night activities, so not really for me? Maybe, but maybe not? Hmmm?
Nevertheless, one should only buy the scent if one can endure the caraway note and the vervain every time anew. Although it becomes really great later on, I don’t have to put myself through that, so it will initially just stay on the shelf until it’s gone.
Before I forget, I almost didn’t want to buy any more Tom Fords because of the Noir. But luckily, dear Mr. Ford has other great fragrances...
P.S. The Noir Extreme is amazing, not similar at all.
Best regards, Batuhan
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"Come on, finally he's gone"
"No, I don't want to, what if he catches us like last time?" I replied to him.
"But you're scared of everything, right? Nothing's going to happen, come on, don't be a chicken, you promised one way or another," he said, pulling me by my arm.
"Okay, but just for a moment, okay?"
"Yeah, yeah, just a moment," he replied with a smirk.
That's when I knew it, we would take much longer again and he would catch us.
And then it started, we slowly opened the door... "Huh?, oh no!"; "What now?" he asked, looking at me confused,
"The door, the door is of course locked, (did we really think he would let us in again?)"
He replied, "I knew it, I prepared myself..." and pulled a key from his pocket, it was the key that fit the door (hopefully),
"Well then, open the door and let's quickly see what's inside"
*Klick* he slowly opened the door but *squeak* the door made such loud noises that I really thought he would hear us from outside, but then the door was open and I noticed the exchanged posters of football players and rappers on the walls, the room was as expected messy and it was really stuffy, what can I say, typical for him, my oldest brother, but it was exciting, we just wanted to go in and find out what he had been hiding in the bag, "come on, we need to find the bag...",

After a while, we found the bag, it was a Douglas bag, but the contents were empty, "where could it be?" I asked, my other brother said, "it's probably in his closet," so we opened the closet door and bam!! there it was, a sparkling gold bar in the shape of a perfume!? "He wanted to hide this from us?" my brother asked, I nodded and immediately took the perfume and sprayed it on my wrist *pshhht*
And even though I hadn't even smelled it properly, I whispered, "wow," because the scent quickly rose to my nose and what can I say, I had never smelled anything like it in my life before, it was just awesome, I felt cool and powerful, even though he could catch us at any moment, I didn't care... but then, I heard the front door open, I didn't want to leave because the scent was too beautiful, but I also didn't want to get in trouble, and said, "No, right?!", "What now?" my brother asked, "He's here..." as soon as he heard that, he was gone faster than you could blink, so I quickly put the gold bar back and was just about to leave the room...

And there he stood, my oldest brother, he grabbed me and asked angrily: "What are you doing here, you little brat?" Before I could lie to him, he started sniffing and he just said, "So you found my new perfume," (back then I was shocked how he could smell it and today I know, 1 Million has a very strong sillage) and then he asked, "Do you like it?"
I just nodded and dashed out of his room. In my room, I was finally relieved, "Phew, that was close," I said, looking at my other brother, and we just started laughing, even though it wasn't funny. Today, we sometimes tell each other the story from back then and we still laugh about it.
Today, I still think that 1 Million is one of the best perfumes in the world, but it's a shame that you have to smell it on everyone, yet it remains a perfume with a special memory for me forever...

...it was in winter, more precisely in November 2018, I needed a gift for my sister (my only sister out of five brothers), but not another homemade or cheap thing, I wanted to buy her a perfume. Back then, I didn't know any perfumes (except Hugo Boss) and certainly not Parfumo. I was only 17, so I took my pocket money (which wasn't much) and went into town. I walked through the city and saw Douglas; I didn't know if I could afford it, but I took the plunge.

But then, not even a minute later, the staff approached me,
"Are you looking for something specific?" "Do you need help?" Even though I said no, they just wouldn't leave. Since I was alone, I felt uncomfortable, I felt watched, so I was scared, no idea why, maybe I was afraid they would think I was a thief and I wouldn't be able to buy a gift anymore? To this day, I don't know.
Whatever, I then gathered myself and continued looking for perfumes. I saw a bag shaped like a perfume bottle, I smiled because my sister loves bags, so I wanted to test it. PFfff ?? the first spray on the test strip
(the spray mist was so strong that I just thought "please, please, I hope the staff won't say" you can't spray that much") and luckily no one said anything to me, so I cautiously smelled it, wow, it must be expensive, ridiculously expensive (it crossed my mind). Because it smelled so luxurious, simply too good. And suddenly... I felt completely different, no longer decadent? I felt
like I was gaining strength again?
Yes! I felt like I was rising again.

Then I said to myself, "wow, this is my perfume, this perfume has saved me!" because I felt safe, comfortable, strong, and sexy. I knew this was the perfume I had to buy, so I looked at the price tag and whaaat?! How am I supposed to buy this...?

But then I saw the 30ml bottle, which was cheaper but still not cheap enough, yet I absolutely wanted it, it just smelled too good, and at that moment, (thankfully) a staff member came up to me and said, "the Marc Jacobs Decadence is currently on sale." Inside, I was so happy and thought, wow, God loves me.
So I bought the perfume with about 20% off, had it wrapped, and made my way home. I was so happy.
Finally, the day came on my sister's birthday; I was so excited to see how she would react. I was sure she would love it. And then it was time to open my gift; she opened the present and just said, "wow, such a beautiful perfume" (she meant the bottle itself), and I thought to myself, yes, that's the right one. But then she sprayed it once, and you should have seen her face; she just didn't like it?!! At that moment, I felt so awful that I wished I could disappear, but then she started laughing and said it was just a joke and that she actually liked it. Phew, what a relief. It was really close; in the end, she really liked it, and well, what can I say, buy this perfume, it's amazing.

Best regards, Batuhan

P.S. Sometimes I use the perfume too, and this is my very first comment, so forgive me.