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Ingenious
Yes..there it was then..the package from the post office. Long I had thought about whether this fragrance could be something for me. Because the sifting through the fragrance pyramids brings even with a bit of experience on the subject of perfume often little. After several searches via YouTube and the other usual suspicious platforms on which the omniscient Influencer cavort, I then thought at some point ... this is the next blind purchase candidate. And I was not disappointed. So I unpacked the package and did it as usual. Drauf on the back of the hand, briefly wag and expectantly with closed eyes very carefully Schnuppern. And damn ax is the horny part! Directly you notice the quality you expect from such a brand. My first Guerlain. Somehow expensive, noble, deep and rich. I am now 49 years and actually remained very young, dress modern. Many gave old school vibes with this fragrance. I can not confirm. Insanely seductive, masculine and strong above all things. Gourmandig, sweet and spicy. Anise and patchouly determine the drydown with gentle sandalwood. At the beginning really briefly strong citrus notes that quickly turn into warm woody. L'Instand is a fragrance for guys, men who have experienced what and appear self-confident. A fragrance for the special appearance in the evening. In the club, at the bar, for a date. I love it and call L'Instand Homme now my signature fragrance.
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Patchouli Leaves...A Review
Patchouli Leaves..a look back.
It was the beginning of the 90s.
The wave of electronic dance music just spilled over the whole globe and we in the middle of it. On this evening, we were already in good spirits, entered this club and there was already this special scent floating in the room. The party smell of past nights. Smoke, sweat, spilled drinks and the perfume of the floor cleaners. But at the late hour the air became thicker! Very thick. I stomped on the dance floor and then I saw her..this girl. She walked up to me with her sweaty cleavage. A vanilla perfume she was wearing. With a beer in her hand she approached me and breathed the scent of her spare mint gum into my face. At that moment there was a shot from the fog machine that spread this dry but warm scent over us. It was almost magical. It was still a beautiful evening but I never saw her again. Patchouli Leaves reminds me of that party night every time...the sweaty cleavage with vanilla, the beer,the gum and the mist.
It was the beginning of the 90s.
The wave of electronic dance music just spilled over the whole globe and we in the middle of it. On this evening, we were already in good spirits, entered this club and there was already this special scent floating in the room. The party smell of past nights. Smoke, sweat, spilled drinks and the perfume of the floor cleaners. But at the late hour the air became thicker! Very thick. I stomped on the dance floor and then I saw her..this girl. She walked up to me with her sweaty cleavage. A vanilla perfume she was wearing. With a beer in her hand she approached me and breathed the scent of her spare mint gum into my face. At that moment there was a shot from the fog machine that spread this dry but warm scent over us. It was almost magical. It was still a beautiful evening but I never saw her again. Patchouli Leaves reminds me of that party night every time...the sweaty cleavage with vanilla, the beer,the gum and the mist.
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