Maurice913

Well.
Three, four years ago.
Your perfume version gradually withered alone back there in the room.
Until I freed it from boredom on the shelf and handed it over to a grateful buyer.
It was too much for me.
In my memory, too piercing, soapy, grassy - old? fatherly. Somehow too big for me.
With Ganymede Eau de Parfum I had a similar impression. That's why it didn't last long in my collection either.
They are excellent perfumes - but it has to fit. At the right time.
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Well.
Now I am 34...and a half. Somehow. And I purchased the EdT version here a few days ago.
The DNA still existing in my memory, but in the hope of finding a lighter, more delicate version. And I was right.
And there. Oh how wonderful. I can wear you. And I don't feel like I'm wearing my father's big coat that doesn't fit yet. But mine.
Walking in my own shoes, the footprints feel much better. You still stumble, but it doesn't hurt as much because your own expectations, when they are not met, hurt less than those of the ones you look up to. So it has to be your own path.

I now feel ready for the EdT and can confidently say that the time for the perfume will come eventually. When I am a father.

Thank you for this experience.

Recently at the car dealership.
I briefly dropped off the company car for inspection and had a relatively subpar coffee in the waiting area. After 10 minutes, the friendly contact person came around the corner to pick me up and drive me back to the office. A young guy, an apprentice in his second year. Modern clothes, well-groomed, little beard - smart and friendly demeanor. And his perfume. As a passenger, you can smell it. But I also noticed something in the entrance area of the dealership. But I couldn't place it anywhere. To make sure I didn't miss a good scent when I smelled it, I asked the gentleman in the car about it, and he revealed to me that it was a new flanker from Versace. I thanked him for the information and sought out the good piece here.
Eros Energy - a hit! "nimm2" full on the 12 - convinced me right away. Not just because I loved eating those as a child like pretty much twelve million other kids from the '90s, but because at 34, it gives me a freshness kick in the office that I had previously only managed to achieve with scents that felt much "older."

I also perceive a piece of the DNA that everyone knows - but in this mixture, I find it fantastic.
For me, the juice lasts 2 hours loudly, then becomes quiet and has, in my opinion, a rather linear progression - just a bit weaker. Similar to how Terre d'Hermès Eau de Toilette works, only that one could be the father.

Aside from the fact that I really enjoy wearing Versace perfumes, this one also works wonderfully for me with an audience over 30, and it's certainly not a bad idea to take a closer look at this colleague.

I am grateful for the openness of the young man who revealed to me what was behind his scent. Communication wins, common' - take 2!

October 2024

On a visit to Nijmegen, my favorite city in the Netherlands. With a friend in tow. Buying shoes. Not really my thing. Ever since I discovered the multitude of second-hand shops on the cobblestone pedestrian zone, I hardly hang around where there are new things anymore.
In this store, there was somehow everything. Shoes, a hair salon, and then also displayed at the checkout were fragrances from this brand.
In different colors. I grabbed the bottle with the black lettering, sprayed it on, and was initially underwhelmed.
It seemed somehow boring, no “punch” - no big, loud top note. My friend found shoes, and I took a test strip with me, which I kept smelling for the next hour.
And then it became clear to me that my expectation was completely misplaced. The fragrance wanted to tell me something entirely different.
For me, the perfume is warm, cozy, flattering, and light. And thus mega good. I realized that I liked completely different qualities here than I thought I would find in the store.
I then went back and bought the fragrance after all, and I was satisfied, staying true to the principle of “less is more.” It is worth the money in my eyes.

The longevity for me is about 5-6 hours. Reapplying is always a good idea here.

A not loud, cozy, flattering, autumnal companion for afternoons in a café with a chai latte and temperatures around 10 degrees.

Best: test it!

"I would probably say 'I agree with my predecessors' now, being the last of 23 students to express my opinion on what has just been presented, but actually, I have no desire left and keep glancing at the clock every 2 minutes, hoping the biology class will finally end. Biology. I hate cell biology.
My oral participation is usually graded as 'good'. But what do I really want to say? I'm usually eloquent and can ramble on extensively. But only in my diaries. For two years, I have been writing and writing. My thoughts, wishes, my dreams, and fears on paper. Why do I lack the words I need now? - The loud ringing interrupts my self-talk. The class is over. Just get me out of this hell for intel...intellectuals.
It’s 3 PM. My brother picks me up and is already waiting outside in the parking lot.
He’s already 20, has his own car, and apparently a new leather jacket. Combined with a black wool turtleneck. He’s overdoing it again. Fresh from the barber, he comes. The bro has time. He’s off today, and I get to hang around here at school. Grinning widely, he leans against his black Jeep and hugs me tightly and warmly.
"You smell good, bro. Did you rob a Douglas or what?"
"No, little brother. This is the new one from Gaultier, you know!? My girlfriend gave it to me. It’s awesome, right?" he laughed. "That’s brutal. I’ll borrow it sometime," I said confidently, with an uncertain expression on my face, fearing he would immediately say "no."
"No way, little one. This leather jacket doesn’t suit you yet. When you earn your own money, buy it yourself. It feels better than always begging me. Come on, let’s grab something at the Yugoslav place, then you can tell me about that 5 in math last week. Don’t think that Mom doesn’t tell me just because I live with my girlfriend now and you think that a puberty fuzz above your lip makes you a man. Do your schoolwork properly, you know what I promised you. If you pass your A-levels and get your driver’s license, my car will belong to you. And maybe I’ll throw in the perfume on top." I hate it when big brothers are right.

2022 - August.

After the pandemic, masks, social distancing, canceled concerts, events, and an almost four-year engagement, nothing stood in the way of my wedding.
Yes, perfume comes this close to me. That I even buy a fragrance exclusively for such an occasion. And on that day, this scent, full of herbaceous/sweet-fruity masculinity, was my invisible cloak, wrapping around me to experience this day in comfort and rightly be a part of the center of attention. Next to my wife.

The perfume meant to me that it was now about growing up. Taking on responsibility. You get married - I don't just marry for the sake of it.

And once it had fulfilled its purpose - it moved on. I never wore the scent again and later passed it on to a grateful buyer. Perhaps for such an occasion. For me, Reflection Man is not a fragrance that I thoughtlessly spray all over myself to wear in the office.

I can say that this paternal "Le Male DNA," which we kids of the 90s know from father figures, was meant to be with me that day. As a substitute for that figure who was not there and stood by my side.
God, a scent will never be able to replace that feeling. But it can exude a certain aura, which I believed was present.

Just this once.

Perfume reviews form a kind of timeline combined with self-therapy.

Thank you for the opportunity to capture my fragrance experiences combined with my life and to share them here.

M.