HumanNature1

Is it only me so?
Where have all the fellow human beings gone, that I perceived in the 70s, 80s and partly still 90s with sometimes overkill scent plumes around me ?

Whether shopping, on the train, on the bus, during the last years of school, during the training path, in the obligatory Diiiscooo, in the restaurant or countless other life situations.

These years were years in which one was constantly surrounded by scents, Duftfaaahnen, or even Stinkerchen. Looking back and subjective, my personal memory. One lived in a world, constantly surrounded by scents.

Opium was one of them, for some years my "hate" fragrance, as it was omnipresent and used in the highest dosage by many lovers of this scent. To the fragrance itself I must probably no longer give my mustard to it.
Even today, one loves him or despises him. Whereby I also know only the vintage version.

Today I love Opium, well dosed a beautiful fragrance for the already cold autumn and also winter.

But, to make the connection to the current fragrance world around me, have I, just my personal olfactory perception, or even that of my entire generation, suffered any olfactory lasting damage from the many "overkill scents" of these decades?

Rarely do I notice perfume on other people. Whether I take a seat on the bus right next to someone, standing in line at the checkout in the supermarket, standing with colleagues.

Yes even with girlfriends, my sisters, incredulous amazement on my part when they report on their fragrances they use. For I hardly notice them on them, associate with them no scents in the last ten fifteen years, though I have known them thirty forty years.

So sometimes I almost wish back the olfactory bazaar, the olfactory hustle and bustle of those decades that surrounded me then.

Yes, even the overkill of opium that struck many a time on every other corner.

To begin with, it's hard to believe the luck that accompanies me on many a hunt for vintage fragrances on ebay.

8 x 5 ml vintage bottle = Vintage Balahe 40 ml, for which one would often have to reach seeeehr tiiieeef in the pocket. What I have but so far denied me.
Believe it or not, these 8 x 5 ml flacons offered the seller for 42 €, with the option to make a price proposal.

One believes it even less, my price proposal of 35 € has accepted this seller and I can now 8 x 5 ml of the Balahe Vintage version, since one week call my own.
Uuuuand, not a single one of the eight bottles tipped. No vinegar, no Maggi or other unpleasant surprises.

The funny thing is that I actually only had a very vague memory of this dream scent. I had never owned the fragrance itself, have no memory ever consciously in a perfumery department to have sniffed, but nevertheless I have him as something very special in memory, outstanding so to speak.

Why, from where, why, I don't know.

I do not belong to the trained noses in the position the individual components of the fragrance pyramid olfactory to be able to klamüsern apart.
What I certainly perceive is the plum.
I personally perceive Balahe in its entirety neither particularly fruity, but balsamic, creamy, vanilla, sandalwood and indeed in top form. Absolutely round, soft, sensual, gentle with a delicate unsugary sweetness.

Also, I personally would not call him a classic Oriental, but rather locate in exotic realms. The typical spicy of an Oriental does not sound in my nose.
Rather gentle South Sea waves, serene, friendly and peaceful people on white powder beaches, framed by palm trees, colorful exotic flowers and soft, calypso music ala Harry Belafonte.

Haaaach Balahe, glad that vague memory was so confirmed when I opened your beautiful flacon body and wet my skin with you.
Actually, almost a shame to have to keep you in the fridge. The most unthinkable environment for such a fragrance as you. But rest assured, it's for your own good, and mine, of course. So we can have some more exhilarating moments together.

Balahe, nothing reaches like you, you are simply incomparable. Why did you have to disappear from the market? A tragedy beyond compare.

January was, this year.
I'm looking for a nice vintage spring scent. Thought I'd stop by Parfumo's.

And, the benevolent comments on Diorissimo made me curious. THE quasi personified one in lily of the valley in diorissimo can only be a statement for the spring.

Lucky you got a vintage gift box on ebay, EDP plus EDT for 29,90. Of course in confidence and hope that it has not tilted.
Lucky again, incredible, soooo old and it duuuftet magical.

Bottles and outer carton let assume that it concerns even a 50 er years expenditure. Dusty and unspectacular in design. You could almost assume it shouldn't be too glamorous, rather modest. Just adjusted to the barren and hardscrabble post-war years.
But, as you know, it depends on the content. The outer carton and flat design would not have motivated me to buy personally.

The scent is simply wonderful. And apart from that, once again it is amazing how long a good perfume lasts if it is stored well.
As already expected with a lily of the valley, which stands quite dominant in the foreground. Of course you have to like that.
A little green I sniff, a little lilac. The other contents given, my nose is too untrained for that. But as an overall conclusion I perceive a bouquet of flowers with a very natural scent for me personally.

Contrary to some other users here, I don't feel Diorissimo only as a "young women fragrance", but also as a fresh, youthful woman in the middle of life, who radiates esprit, charm and girlish liveliness.
Because at least my nose does not only perceive the "sweet" lily of the valley, but also something warm, creamy and balsamic, which accompanies the lily of the valley beside the green constantly subliminally and brings diorissimo also elegance.

A beautiful, really spring representative fragrance, with which I, although not more girls or very young women, feel very comfortable.

Durability, despite the age of my versions, is super.
Sillage I find pleasant, therefore also in the working life well wearable.

I have fallen in love and am already looking forward to spring 2020, when Diorissimo can be used again. Of course in the hope that my two specimens will survive at least this winter, well stored.

First of all, Fahrenheit was and is, especially in the reformulated version, probably always a very controversially discussed fragrance.
Man, but also woman hates or loves him. Then as now. At least that's my personal impression.

I associate Fahrenheit with getting to know my husband, the early phase of being in love, the time in which a stable relationship developed and eventually led to marriage.
We met in 1989, a year after Fahrenheit came out. Although my husband probably only used one bottle and turned out to be more of a muffle, apart from deodorant and aftershave, I associate Fahrenheit with my husband. Then as now, and although this memory of fragrance dates back decades, the smell in my nose is so real when I think of the name Fahrenheit.
This fact alone, this absolute unmistakability, is for me personally a characteristic of a milestone. Whether someone loves or hates this milestone.

Do I remember it wrong because I associate this fragrance so much with my husband at this time ?
Personally, I can't understand reading statements that say you smelled Fahrenheit on every corner at the time ?

I perceived Fahrenheit in my husband at the time as being extremely unusual and individual. What at that time, with a whole series of very distinctive fragrances (in contrast to today), but already an amazing perception might have been.
Many people mention a petrol note as a very characteristic fragrance component. Was that what made Fahrenheit seem so revolutionary and innovative ?

In retrospect, does it seem very strange to me that Fahrenheit had already been a kind of mainstream and fashion fragrance in 1989? Even in all the years that followed, I never noticed men scented with Fahrenheit. And this despite the fact that I worked in a big city for decades. Is there something wrong with me?

Be that as it may, only last year I experienced a "Dutflashback" for the first time after decades. Triggered by a man passing me on the street in a pedestrian zone.

I tell you, unbelievable what such a "Duftflashback" triggers in the emotional cosmos and personal memories within seconds.
I would have loved to run after this man to find out how much he has of what I associate with my husband and Fahrenheit. Total crazy !!

Now I got five vintage scent samples of Fahrenheit a 2 ml from the ebay seller of my confidence, which are also certainly not tilted.
They will be under the Christmas tree on Christmas Eve as little goodies for my husband and my two sons (at least one son is interested in fragrances).

I wonder if my husband will rediscover his love for Fahrenheit. But also curious about the small "scent discussion" of the generations.

I like Fahrenheit, the vintage, anyway. Because of his distinctiveness and this burned-in memory of the getting to know phase with my husband. Even though he never used perfume after that.

Phew, it's gotten colder dear people.
What does that mean besides wearing more textiles on your body ??

Right, not only the wind direction is changing. I feel it's time to stand up to the cold wind. Because now a change is announced with the choice of the smell direction.

Today a colleague asked me if I had applied opium and in the same breath the compliment: "And on top of that so well dosed that it smells pleasantly without occupying the whole room"
Nice to meet you, though I had to tell you it wasn't opium. It's about a fragrance from a manufactory in Berlin. 10 ml bottling, 5 € for the 10 ml fragrance plus 2 € for the spray bottle, with the completely unspectacular name Red Poppy. I used it to trigger "Will have a face" on my colleague. In addition with 31 years not necessarily the target group for the Kracher smell directions of the 80 er.

I thought.

You should be a vintage fan if you want to make friends with Harry Lehmann's red poppy.
I personally am a vintage fan through and through.
In fact, red poppy can be classified in the 80's squad Opium, Cinnabar, perhaps also Samsara and Clandestine. Not because there is great similarity to the scents, although slightly reminiscent of opium he seems to remind untrained noses yet.
Orientale is red poppy in any case and can easily keep up with the silage and shelf life of the four aforementioned classics of the 80s.

However, I feel that red poppy is less glamorous than opium. Opium a typical winter evening for me Ausgeh scent, red poppy is discreetly dosed for me personally more suitable for the day.

To define single components exactly, I am too inexperienced for that.

Spicy it is, cinnamon I definitely sniff, with restrained sweetness, at the end with a pleasant soft vanilla woodiness. I also smell a little floridity. Rose ?

Why in the smell description to red poppy on the Home Page of Harry Lehmann also among other things freshly indicated is not opened up to me personally.
But perhaps this means the light, pleasant sharpness that I perceive in the top note.

For fans of the oriental Vintage Wumser absolutely empefehlenswert. But please be carefully dosed. One swab on each wrist and behind each ear is enough to score with our fellow men for hours with a pleasant silage.

Because opium I personally did not particularly like to his wedding in the 80 ern.
In retrospect, probably due to the fact that too many women confused "diesel" with perfume.

But now, some years older are both opium and red poppy dream scents for the cold months. Well dosed well remembered
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Not daily, but nevertheless more often times the two come to the employment