Nickhun1

I'm taking you on a journey,
to the land where milk and honey flow,
where the gourmand perfumers enjoy their hobby to the fullest.

There where the angels bake cookies and are busy cracking nuts.

Where the sky shines so red at dusk,
Apples of love lie far and wide,

scattered on clouds of cotton candy, pink, white...

Oh, there's also café lattes...

Tiramisu and Panna Cotta , chocolate mousse and a mocha

Karpatka eat without end, smudged mouths and also hands

with Nocciolata and Nutella, Flammeri and Stracciatella,
ice coffee is also popular, the stomach is round and already hurts.

You can get more at the fruit buffet, which goes well with the crème brûlée

Springs that bubble only caramel and pudding,
there I want to cover myself with sugar beads.

Not sexy, not messy, not rolled out of bed,

after that nibble, I just feel ...

You're so beautiful and delicious too,
a treat for fine tastes.

I only carry you in wintertime:

Then the sweaters are wide again!

Don't worry, the scent is beautiful, so if you want to, please read on:

Capeline: means floppy hat...aha! Thanks to Parfumo, I learned something again, because obviously I didn't pay attention at school, Google will do it if necessary.

This term simply doesn't fit the bottle, which contains a mauve-colored scented liquid, or for that very reason.

One would probably rather suspect a darker, tart and spicy fragrance, something with more melancholy (sadness).

A golden scented liquid (Summertime) would be more appropriate, but whining would be on a high level and only the content counts here.

And as soon as I get this one in my nose, I imagine summer, sun, beach and sea...a fragrance for the warm season, but not a typical standard mash, but a composition that broadens the senses!

Metaphorically speaking, more like a Grace Kelly who takes a stroll along the coast at sunset in a convertible, or in the interplay of a field of sunflowers and a daisy in her hair and in an old VW Beetle convertible through the Palatinate Forest! So the lightness of being! I like something like this very much and because of its gracefulness I wear it for this reason. So it also works perfectly for little brunettes in the Kia in the city in bad weather! Opposites attract, as we all know

Capeline is a good mood enhancer, conjures sunshine into the heart, is lively, has a fragrant and well-groomed effect.

One is always well "dressed"! That's probably why: La Vestiaire: "The Wardrobe"!

The slightly citric start by bergamot and tangerine goes directly into a liaison with the largest and most beautiful summer bouquet I know. Once again I can't figure out which blossom fascinates me so much, ylang-ylang or lily? Nobody knows! In any case, the orange blossom is relatively tame, I also think I smell tuberose, but I'm probably wrong. I'm just a scent layman and I think it's really Ylang-Ylang or simply this unique scent that finally settles in musk and in non-edible vanilla. Rather this woody scent of a fresh vanilla pod. Not too fresh, not too sweet, just perfectly composed!

I'm in love, and so much so that I had to buy it, despite the proud price.

Capeline isn't really my prey scheme at all, but most of the greatest love stories are based on it! Sometimes like in the real life (I take here again reference to the opposites).

With the durability and Sillage I have nothing to complain about, you leave a well noticeable veil of scent when you float through the rooms with wings and hold it on the skin, even 6-7 hours, if not even longer, because you can still perceive a good breeze in the evening, because it also holds very well in the hair and on clothes.

I hope that I was able to bring him a little closer to you through my description.

Many thanks also to the dear Parfuma, which has fixed me with this fragrance, otherwise he would have probably run under my radar

I strongly recommend you to test it, but I still advise against overzealous blind purchases, because there the opinions always diverge widely. Unfortunately, it is not available for trial-smelling, the full-size version was ordered in Belgium.

With this in mind, I wish the community a nice weekend and let the sunshine into the house with Capeline, since the weather is not that great!

Los Angeles, 1947, nightclub Bunny Friends:

I enter the foyer of the exclusive nightclub...thick velvet curtains, heavy with brocade, separate me from you...the air is filled with smoke from cigars and yet I perceive your unmistakable scent, heavy and sweet like the plum liqueur you like so much.

The bartender Johnny behind the high gloss polished wooden counter has already discovered me. We know each other, he gives me the nod, "Roger as usual?" "Yes, Johnny, as usual!" He hands me your drink, plum brandy.
It shimmers like liquid amber... priceless and beautiful, like you!

The lights are off, the tension is rising...I see your silhouette, your lush curves are robbing men of their minds!

It's your turn, little Betty Boop, who was on before you, can hardly hold a candle to you.

Oh Jessica, you belong only to me, no other man shall desire you!

A spotlight shines on you, your appearance my beauty: Slowly, almost tenderly you begin to sway your hips, your singing is rough and sensual, your full red lips only whisper the words! But you can also be different, you are even often cheeky!

Your red hair falls down your back in long waves, it smells like roses and reminds me of our wild time in Bulgaria! Your black corsage can hardly cover your charms and the dark green, tight skirt shows more than it is able to hide.

Jessica, I am in distress!

I am not allowed to love you, since you are the main suspect in the murder case: death by overdose!

A man-consuming black widow...eyes as beautiful as emeralds and as deadly as pure poison.

I have to say, oh sweet Jessica, you can't escape me...your scent betrays you...it's the same sweet plum scent that hangs in the air at all death scenes and turns the heads of all men, this morbid society is at your feet.

Jessica, I'm sure you can charm them all and you will leave the courthouse as a free lady with a proud head...because we have no evidence...no fingerprints, no hair, nothing...only I know the truth!

Do we even have a future? Can we ever be happy?

Then, when you have cleared your name, I will find you and give you a try...in the meantime I will chase away the longing with your two sisters...you heard right, I can do it differently...

Your silly favorite, Roger

So, I couldn't leave my statement from back then, that's why the commi! ;-)

I spend my day at the beach, enjoying cocktails of all kinds.

A touch of Exotix hangs in the air, oiled skin, like coconut.

But hidden in the depths, I can smell frangipani

Finely interwoven with Ylang-Ylang, almost unrecognized, like wondrous.

If I follow this scent, it will make my day

Sexy Amber, powder scent, woody, noble, must have.

Now he lies here in my arm, so musky and not tame.

I think he's great, and I spray him on, lucky me, in spite of blind buying!

The wanderlust is approaching, I dream myself away, so many places, still undiscovered.

He takes me to distant beaches, finest sand, trickles warmly through my hands.

Turquoise sea and sunshine, I thank you Ambree, for this little rendezvous!

I hope the comment is ok for you, I felt like it! ;-)

Dear Coco M.,

it's very hard for me, but I'm breaking up with you!

I won't beat around the bush, but I no longer love you, can't perceive you

You know I cheated on you, and not just once. Yet you forgave me again and again. I was ashamed and set out into a perfect world, but our love can't be mended like the crack in the vase that is always visible!

When I met you in spring many years ago, you were full of charm, a little, cheeky oriental! I was in love You did not really fit to me at all, so racy and different, not to be compared with anything before! With your dark glowing eyes you were pure seduction. I wish your admirers of today would meet you the way you first met me...you were my number 1.

Hot-blooded and unmistakable, you haven't adapted. Today you look like you're easy... want to please everybody, just be good.

We had spent days and nights together, shared our most intimate moments together...you never got tired and never bored me...we used to go out a lot in the past, today I don't even want to go shopping with you.

Now you come up with thin excuses, let yourself go, seem harsh and bitter...a watery imitation of yourself. Where are the great times of yore? Times are changing, I guess.

We've been meaning to break up before... I thought you were hiding something from me

From the outside everything was ok, but inside it was bubbling. You can't fool me... it's not you anymore! Where is your bewitching Jasmine? No flowery opulence! With the Tonka Bean you didn't play dress-up before either, and still you've gone one better, I'm disappointed. No seductive vanilla, all you say is blah, blah, blah! I'm not sure we'll see each other again!

I know I hurt you, but stop clinging, life goes on! You're a big girl! Maybe we can still be friends...