Betsi94
Reviews
Betsi94
Translated
Show original
Disillusionment
"I love you already!" - the first thought when I look at the fragrance notes in front of me. My first blind purchase - and also my last.
Once sprayed on, it immediately arouses uneasiness in me. Not what I expected, definitely not. Gourmandig spicy men's fragrance - the first words I want to assign you, Fève. I was hoping for something sweet, Good Girl-like with a slight chocolate pudding twist. This is definitely not the case, the spiciness bothers me immensely.
Sorry, I gave it a lot of chances. In my collection, he may still remain, the bottle is beautiful :)
Once sprayed on, it immediately arouses uneasiness in me. Not what I expected, definitely not. Gourmandig spicy men's fragrance - the first words I want to assign you, Fève. I was hoping for something sweet, Good Girl-like with a slight chocolate pudding twist. This is definitely not the case, the spiciness bothers me immensely.
Sorry, I gave it a lot of chances. In my collection, he may still remain, the bottle is beautiful :)
Translated
Show original
The other day in the supermarket
Had a craving for donuts, so took a shower and, probably due to my craving for sweets, quickly applied Kilians LDBS from a bottling, ready to go. Cold day, wearing an Ugly Christmas sweater and mind you, the calendar already shows mid-March. Donuts are in the cart, a middle-aged gentleman approaches me. "You smell delicious." - Thanks, Creepo. There's a couple one aisle over, and I stroll past them. "Whoa! Hey, what smells so good?" the young man asks his girlfriend, sniffing down the aisle, in the wrong direction. Arriving at the checkout, the two stand behind me, the guy excessively throwing pack after pack of gum onto the conveyor belt. "Hey I'm telling you, somebody's eating gum here, now I feel like it too!". He's not that wrong, I smell bubblegum myself rather than marshmallow.
Arriving home, in a food coma after four pastries, I order the bottle and know that this was the right decision
Arriving home, in a food coma after four pastries, I order the bottle and know that this was the right decision
6 Comments
Translated
Show original
Ghost Spray 2.0
Almost every child is afraid of ghosts at one time or another. They could be lurking anywhere, whether under the bed, behind the door, or in the closet. So my 8-year-old self was all the happier when she discovered a combination spray against ghosts during a visit to the supermarket.
Mother reluctantly purchased it. The set included a blue and a red spray bottle. Red for my brother, blue for me. Blue smelled like bubblegum - absolutely any smell. But the red spray was different, it smelled like warmth, security. Cinnamon and orange, super cozy and definitely ghost-repelling too ;) Mom sprayed it on our pillows before going to bed and we fell asleep peacefully and without any fears.
Sometimes, sometimes I was afraid of school, the lessons. The naughty classmates. One spray of red spirit spray and the fear was gone, my confidence over 9000.
2021, outside the local DM. My husband waiting in the car.
Means: In, take everything with what goes and is needed, quickly out again, he will anyway grumble, I would have left me too much time. Therefore, short Schwenker in the aisle with the perfumes. "Oh wow, I love amber!", I think to myself as I catch sight of the bottle. Spray myself liberally with it, pay for my purchases. Go outside, take off my FFP2 mask, can hardly believe what I'm smelling - the ghost spray from my childhood! 1:1, absolutely identical.
Immediately back to the store, packed two bottles. Was me in the moment also no matter whether my husband would grumble - I was strong, strong by my beloved and old proven ghost defense spray :)
Mother reluctantly purchased it. The set included a blue and a red spray bottle. Red for my brother, blue for me. Blue smelled like bubblegum - absolutely any smell. But the red spray was different, it smelled like warmth, security. Cinnamon and orange, super cozy and definitely ghost-repelling too ;) Mom sprayed it on our pillows before going to bed and we fell asleep peacefully and without any fears.
Sometimes, sometimes I was afraid of school, the lessons. The naughty classmates. One spray of red spirit spray and the fear was gone, my confidence over 9000.
2021, outside the local DM. My husband waiting in the car.
Means: In, take everything with what goes and is needed, quickly out again, he will anyway grumble, I would have left me too much time. Therefore, short Schwenker in the aisle with the perfumes. "Oh wow, I love amber!", I think to myself as I catch sight of the bottle. Spray myself liberally with it, pay for my purchases. Go outside, take off my FFP2 mask, can hardly believe what I'm smelling - the ghost spray from my childhood! 1:1, absolutely identical.
Immediately back to the store, packed two bottles. Was me in the moment also no matter whether my husband would grumble - I was strong, strong by my beloved and old proven ghost defense spray :)
11 Comments
Translated
Show original
"Here! This, this smells like you!"
My eighteenth birthday, January 9, I'm strolling through town. An acquaintance runs into me. We chat briefly, I mention today's festive day. He, caught completely off guard: "Wait here a moment! I'll be right back!". I wait about five minutes until he returns from the Douglas store across the street. "You didn't have to!", I moan, embarrassed. In his hands, a small gift, perfume, I assume. A hug. Thank him warmly, we say goodbye.
I sit down on the next bench, although the weather is just conceivably bad. Unwrap the package. Toni Gard? Never heard of it. "This perfume smells like you." he had told me before he left. I toss the box into the trash can next to me, spray myself liberally with the scent, wait a bit, look off into the distance.
Wow. Amber. Finest marzipan, vanilla. I don't know much about perfumes, own maybe two bottles at this point. Feel comfortable, secure. Like being in my mother's lap, surrounded by pastries. Everything I love so much comes before my inner eye. I start to cry, completely overwhelmed by what this scent triggers in me.
Ten years, about twenty Full Bottles and quite a few perfume samples later, I know one thing:
This is my fragrance, my beloved Toni Gard Woman. My signature, MY fragrance. No one will ever know me like you did Kevin, back in downtown on January 9.
I sit down on the next bench, although the weather is just conceivably bad. Unwrap the package. Toni Gard? Never heard of it. "This perfume smells like you." he had told me before he left. I toss the box into the trash can next to me, spray myself liberally with the scent, wait a bit, look off into the distance.
Wow. Amber. Finest marzipan, vanilla. I don't know much about perfumes, own maybe two bottles at this point. Feel comfortable, secure. Like being in my mother's lap, surrounded by pastries. Everything I love so much comes before my inner eye. I start to cry, completely overwhelmed by what this scent triggers in me.
Ten years, about twenty Full Bottles and quite a few perfume samples later, I know one thing:
This is my fragrance, my beloved Toni Gard Woman. My signature, MY fragrance. No one will ever know me like you did Kevin, back in downtown on January 9.
9 Comments
