Greentea

Since an elderly but very neat perfumery saleswoman suggested this fragrance to me as an insider tip in 2012, I feel somehow obliged to find it good. She said that a (taller, more masculine, hairier... - >that's what she said) man like me could very well wear a rose scent...

I didn't buy it for a while. But still I spray it on myself every time I'm in the perfumery, to find myself in their description of me.

Every time I see him, he reminds me of Grandma. Not my grandmother, I didn't seem to have a rose grandmother. But it smells like grandma; clean grandma, with smooth skin and well groomed hair. And I can understand the saleswoman, it could be horny and controversial if a (at least optically) very masculine man wears it full of self-confidence.

But somehow it doesn't go beyond synthetic rose, full fist in the beautiful face. The scent doesn't change even after 3 hours; still smells like freshly tracked down, as if you had a grinning grandma who can't lower her raised index finger onto your skin. I get sick of it after half an hour, simply because it is so penetrating and always stays clean and rosy, as if the day would end as it began, always the grinning grandma's face hanging from the neck