Finsternis

Please don't get me wrong, I love the smell of this spicy vanilla in the opening and the light sedan chair that lingers in the background. Unfortunately, I can't get rid of this association with the red and white trauma ointment that used to be found in every soccer dressing room. Unfortunately, the vanilla was formulated too highly, which somehow resulted in this mishmash of trauma ointment and spices. Anyone who knows the ointment will know what I mean.

In my search for a suitable summer perfume that could perhaps also be worn as a daily companion, to put it mildly, as an all-rounder, I came across the house of Turkish perfumery. Previously, in my opinion, I had been drawn to Louis Vuitton, where I tried Pacific Chill, but its sillage and longevity were below expectations and made me turn back. Then I came across Hacivat, read the fragrance pyramid and somehow I was under the spell of the Turkish player that Hacivat is. Fruity pineapple in the opening, paired with a slightly sour grapefruit that initially keeps the wood in check, make Hacivat the all-rounder par excellence. Exactly what I was craving and what I was offered by Jorge Lee.

My first niche fragrance. I couldn't have picked a better one. If Winnie the Pooh was a perfume (provided he showered regularly), this would be it. Lightness, which, the longer the fragrance lasts, turns more and more into a sweet, honey-lavender mixture, which rightly makes this fragrance so popular. No niche collection is complete without this masterpiece by Sergio Momo.
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