KaiDerBecher

We are born of the blood, made men by the blood, undone by the blood. Our eyes are yet to open... fear the old blood. The vial stood unnoticed in the shadow of the bookshelf for a long time. Encased in dark glass, hidden behind scripts and dust,...

After my encounter with "Bergamask | Orto Parisi", a fragrance that smelled like a synthetic experiment in a lime laboratory, I had actually already given up on Orto Parisi. Too weird, too loud, too artificial. But something...