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Vanilla Sky
Part No. 5 of my series on underrated vanilla fragrances.
I'll say it upfront. I'm not entirely sure if this fragrance is indeed underappreciated for good reason. Because if it were an ice cream, I would complain to the ice cream vendor. The scent is slightly rancid at first. It smells like fermented milk, sour. To be honest, for a brief moment, it smells even worse: like vomited vanilla ice cream. A gastric acid note.
But once you get past this opening, the fragrance becomes soft and creamy, just like vanilla ice cream should be. I once read that Italians, who are famous for their ice cream, unlike Germans, don’t lick their ice cream but bite into it. That’s exactly what you want to do with this vanilla ice cream scent. Bite into it. But since that hurts, it’s best to keep your nose close to the skin where you’ve sprayed the fragrance. It’s somewhat childish, also because it doesn’t develop at all after the horrific opening. It’s sweet and it stays sweet. And it is by no means recommended for work.
But if you feel like making acquaintances, it’s highly suitable. Or if you’re in a carefree, slightly silly mood, then you can dare to wear it. You just have to wear it with irony. Because you really smell like a vanilla ice cream in a cone and shouldn’t expose yourself to the risk of everyone thinking: Is she out of her mind?
But if you dare, it’s like a direct flight to vanilla heaven.
I'll say it upfront. I'm not entirely sure if this fragrance is indeed underappreciated for good reason. Because if it were an ice cream, I would complain to the ice cream vendor. The scent is slightly rancid at first. It smells like fermented milk, sour. To be honest, for a brief moment, it smells even worse: like vomited vanilla ice cream. A gastric acid note.
But once you get past this opening, the fragrance becomes soft and creamy, just like vanilla ice cream should be. I once read that Italians, who are famous for their ice cream, unlike Germans, don’t lick their ice cream but bite into it. That’s exactly what you want to do with this vanilla ice cream scent. Bite into it. But since that hurts, it’s best to keep your nose close to the skin where you’ve sprayed the fragrance. It’s somewhat childish, also because it doesn’t develop at all after the horrific opening. It’s sweet and it stays sweet. And it is by no means recommended for work.
But if you feel like making acquaintances, it’s highly suitable. Or if you’re in a carefree, slightly silly mood, then you can dare to wear it. You just have to wear it with irony. Because you really smell like a vanilla ice cream in a cone and shouldn’t expose yourself to the risk of everyone thinking: Is she out of her mind?
But if you dare, it’s like a direct flight to vanilla heaven.
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The One That Warms the Soul
Part No. 6 of my loose series on underrated vanilla fragrances.
This vanilla is amazing. It is not sweet yet warm. It is dry and, yes, it crackles. It reminds me of the dryness of an open fire. Do you know that feeling? You sit by the fireplace, and after a while near the fire, your skin tightens. But in a pleasant way. That’s how this scent is. Perhaps it also reminds me of cedarwood. This wood note elevates the vanilla. It makes it appear noble and powdery. Vanilla & Cedarwood is a true discovery. It feels cooling in summer and warming in winter. The sillage is close to the skin, so you can apply it generously. And the price is great too. The fragrance has the class of a niche scent but the price of a drugstore fragrance. An all-around delightful, gentle, fine scent that warms the soul.
This vanilla is amazing. It is not sweet yet warm. It is dry and, yes, it crackles. It reminds me of the dryness of an open fire. Do you know that feeling? You sit by the fireplace, and after a while near the fire, your skin tightens. But in a pleasant way. That’s how this scent is. Perhaps it also reminds me of cedarwood. This wood note elevates the vanilla. It makes it appear noble and powdery. Vanilla & Cedarwood is a true discovery. It feels cooling in summer and warming in winter. The sillage is close to the skin, so you can apply it generously. And the price is great too. The fragrance has the class of a niche scent but the price of a drugstore fragrance. An all-around delightful, gentle, fine scent that warms the soul.
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Vanilla Club Members Only
Part No. 4 of my loose series of underrated vanilla fragrances
Vanilla by Tauer? To be honest, I wasn't impressed at all at first. I thought of a fine vanilla, but what hits my nose here is a gentlemen's club. Thick balsamic notes rise from the leather armchair. A bit sharp in the nose, but also buttery. The vanilla is only detectable in homeopathic doses beneath it. But pills have no place here anyway. Members only? Only when you really make yourself comfortable in the armchairs do you notice the spices that are scattered everywhere. Is that a hint of cinnamon? Frankincense? Black pepper? It tingles in the nose. It is not a girlish vanilla, not even a feminine one, I would say. It is bitter, strong, blended with masculine notes. The scent is a bit harsh, but always fair.
Vanilla by Tauer? To be honest, I wasn't impressed at all at first. I thought of a fine vanilla, but what hits my nose here is a gentlemen's club. Thick balsamic notes rise from the leather armchair. A bit sharp in the nose, but also buttery. The vanilla is only detectable in homeopathic doses beneath it. But pills have no place here anyway. Members only? Only when you really make yourself comfortable in the armchairs do you notice the spices that are scattered everywhere. Is that a hint of cinnamon? Frankincense? Black pepper? It tingles in the nose. It is not a girlish vanilla, not even a feminine one, I would say. It is bitter, strong, blended with masculine notes. The scent is a bit harsh, but always fair.
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Foam instead of compact pudding
Comment No. 3 in my loose series of underrated vanilla fragrances.
The first impression: A fine, delicate hint of vanilla. More flower than pod. Sweetish rather than sweet. Not a bomb, more like a small bouquet. More foam than compact pudding.
It could come across nicely like a white unicorn in the morning dew. But it doesn’t. Because after a short time, the fragrance unfolds a caramel note.
This is not children's caramel, but that slightly bitter variant found in crème brûlée. This gives the fragrance a second dimension. Bittersweet.
But even this black, slightly burnt note is not intrusive, but light like the rest.
Yes, a cheap vanilla scent. But it is not cheap, rather well thought out. A great little breeze for everyday life.
The first impression: A fine, delicate hint of vanilla. More flower than pod. Sweetish rather than sweet. Not a bomb, more like a small bouquet. More foam than compact pudding.
It could come across nicely like a white unicorn in the morning dew. But it doesn’t. Because after a short time, the fragrance unfolds a caramel note.
This is not children's caramel, but that slightly bitter variant found in crème brûlée. This gives the fragrance a second dimension. Bittersweet.
But even this black, slightly burnt note is not intrusive, but light like the rest.
Yes, a cheap vanilla scent. But it is not cheap, rather well thought out. A great little breeze for everyday life.
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At the Copa, (Co) Copacabana (Copacabana)
Comment No. 2 in my loose series of underrated vanilla fragrances.
I don't know how it came into my hands. But suddenly this colada scent was right in front of me.
Was it Tony from the bar across the street who treated me to this drink? He's actually with Lola, the showgirl. The one with the yellow feathers in her hair. So yellow, like the glass in which the drink is served to me. It looks like a living comic speech bubble and really doesn't belong here in this upscale club at Copacabana, but one should pay attention to inner values. A citrus note opens the nose, followed immediately by a light, playful cha-cha vanilla. Underneath is a hint of coconut, not like the hair oils used here on the beach. More like a liqueur. Batida di Coco. Sweet, sunny, samba. These are moments when brochures say: They lift your spirits. And yes, it's true. Especially in summer. Let's be honest: Who could ask for more?
I don't know how it came into my hands. But suddenly this colada scent was right in front of me.
Was it Tony from the bar across the street who treated me to this drink? He's actually with Lola, the showgirl. The one with the yellow feathers in her hair. So yellow, like the glass in which the drink is served to me. It looks like a living comic speech bubble and really doesn't belong here in this upscale club at Copacabana, but one should pay attention to inner values. A citrus note opens the nose, followed immediately by a light, playful cha-cha vanilla. Underneath is a hint of coconut, not like the hair oils used here on the beach. More like a liqueur. Batida di Coco. Sweet, sunny, samba. These are moments when brochures say: They lift your spirits. And yes, it's true. Especially in summer. Let's be honest: Who could ask for more?
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