Nutmeg

I don't want to rate it now, you'll understand why in a moment.

"Um, why are you holding your head under water? Tired of life, too lazy to wash your hair, lost something?"

"Mmmmmmpffffffff pffffüüu blubbb .... I wildly waved my arms in the direction of the bottle at the sink.

"Oh well, I'd want to drown myself there too if I were you. Lime blossom and broom. Aren't you allergic to that stuff too? Apart from the fact that you think it stinks?

"Hmmm hmmmmm pffff blubb blubb ... i pointed to my head, flailing.

"OH you sprayed it in your hair. Stupid thing to do. I think it's very pretty, modern history. Your Monsieur Bisch is starting to take shape. But I don't get sick of lime and broom either. The kink to ambroxan/jasmine is a bit weird. From sweet, synthetic, vanilla and coconut to laundry. But very skillful. The gradation of the notes is clear as crystal, as if someone were making music on icicles. Synthetic music.
Is that a snorkel?

Fufu was sitting comfortably in the doorway while I tried to wash the lime out of my hair for the fifth time.

"What does Tilia actually mean. Probably a reminiscence of Mrs. Tilly from the Ariel commercials.

"By the way, the salesman in the perfume department said the stuff lasts forever when I tested it. Do you perhaps need scouring milk?

The liter bottle of eucalyptus bath additive and the Quitetschechen were supposed to fly towards the door, but landed on my foot. It's difficult with your head under water and slippery hands.

Anyway, that's exactly why there's no rating. I hate the smell of lime blossom, probably because I'm allergic to it.
Objectively speaking, however, it is a very interesting, modern and innovative fragrance with an outstanding performance. You should definitely try it if you have the opportunity.

The camel says it's good.

Note to self: The trainee earns too much.

The advantage of this is that I can sniff fragrances that are not my forest area, but where I am driven by sheer curiosity.
His latest acquisition is the second release by the enterprising Mr. Porten with the impressive image problem.
Which is a shame for the perfume in question: classic conditioning at its best.

So I bribed the overpaid boy to give me the expensive bottle for a few hours for testing. So far so crazy.

Opening: cherry liqueur and amaretto.
Tatütata alcohol. Lots of it.
Transition to raspberry/leather and diffuse spices. After that, I can't smell anything explicit apart from vanilla. The fragrance is very harmonious and pleasing without being boring (despite the already rather hackneyed basic themes).
Towards the end, it becomes smoky and cozy and yet still cherry-like. Very nicely composed.

The performance is quite good, I still felt like a Black Forest gateau after work.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with this perfume. I'm not singing Hossiana with the angelic hosts, but I have to say that after Duchessa my need for cherry notes was completely over.

Anyone who is still interested in cherry, or in an interesting combination with raspberry and leather, should try it when they get the chance.

Incidentally, I think the attitude of student Leon should become the general standard:
"I don't know what brand, some ginger that my mom thinks is nice. I don't care about brands, I don't know why I always spend all my money on them.

Amen brother, I feel it. You really need a raise.

"Sample '

Standing in a huge cloud of the new Gaultier fragrance, I beamed at the saleswoman.

An elderly lady next to me just had a coughing fit.
"Young man, the whole street now knows what this perfume smells like. Why do they need "samples"?
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The saleswoman let out a quiet "Oh no".
I love talking about perfume. And at great length. You just shouldn't ask.

"Well, you know, it smells like any fresh eau de toilette in the air, on the test strip too. Only even more boring. On my skin, though, it smells like the beach.
Not like a coconut and pineapple beach, but like a salty sea breeze wafting in the scent of sun cream.
A dreamlike development. It really is as light as a breeze. Not too heavy or sweet. A dream. It was so unexpected that I can't believe it.
And the color, what's up with that anyway. In the photos it's an enchanting tourmaline green. This one is turquoise blue. Neon.

Perhaps I shouldn't have pressed the bottle to her nose to prove it.
The lady sneezed once more and disappeared towards the exit.

"There are hardly any testers left. The manufacturers are very strict. The saleswoman announced without blushing.

"I'm not buying a fragrance without having tested it first! I protested.
It was a bald-faced lie, but I really wanted my sample.
"Shelf life, sillage, second and fifth impressions. Sample ?

"Wow, unbelievable. Your camel friend was there on Saturday and left with half our stock of
Cosmetic samples. What does a camel actually need lipstick for?"
Slightly irritated, she pressed the desired sample into my hand.

"Thank you very much. That's really nice of you. Have a nice day too! I was delighted.

Now that I also have the bottle and can't use anything else at the moment because of my enthusiasm, I can tell you: That the longevity is good (about 7/8 hours) and the sillage too. It doesn't jump out at those around you, but wafts over to them lightly and unobtrusively.
The first to last impression is that the fragrance becomes increasingly beautiful, creamy and relaxing.

Since I can't wait until spring, I have declared the beginning of summer at ten degrees.
You shouldn't be petty about a few days.

You can always smell the sea, relaxation and vacation anyway.
Penetrating turquoise blue or not.

In fact, I was already gleefully anticipating some kind of vanilla waterloo.

Baking vanilla, castoreum and jasmine and the masterpiece is ready.
I would have bet on it.
And don't ask me why jasmine of all things.

But it's actually good.
I don't mean "it doesn't cause migraines or nausea" - good but "for a civilized price I would buy it" - good.

Finally, for a long time, a Tom Ford fragrance with a certain unique selling point. I can't think of another that captures this vibe like this.

As the name suggests, there is vanilla in every form. Vanilla pods, vanilla sugar, vanilla scent trees. Baking vanilla. Vanilla vanilla vanilla. Surprisingly, it never becomes too much and the carpet of flowers and almond sprinkles make it a very wearable and interesting fragrance.
Even the performance is more than okay. If you're not a fan of hygiene, you'll probably still be smelling the fragrance on your clothes in ten years' time.

Oh, the sex. I have no idea where it is. I don't notice animalic at all.

It must have gone something like this when the marketing department was brainstorming:

- How about vanilla sex. That's flat enough to attract attention. And at the same time, customers suspect an erotic component. An erotic effect always works.

- Gni Hi Hi.
He said sex. Pffffft.

- Hubert, pull yourself together. Have you finally thought about a price.

- Um. Twelve hundred gold ducats?

- Yes, that's very well calculated. Ford has always charged far too little. Artists, what can you expect.

And that brings us back to the much-vaunted pricing policy.
In my opinion, it has no place in reviews. Unless it's the only reason not to buy the perfume.

It's the only reason not to buy the perfume.

In fact, I'm rarely speechless, but when testing this much-vaunted masterpiece, I couldn't think of anything more than "Uh ? Huh?" came to mind.

I was expecting a symphony of dry wood, sage and a salty note.

If you think of a lovely, seaweed scent as a salty note, at least that is the case.

Wood Sage and Seasalt opens with herbal tea, so far so good. Chlorine soon joins in, and that's where it gets strange. But nowhere near as strange as the heart note: cucumber water. This mixes with the tranquil algae in the base. The whole thing remains quite unobtrusive and flat, someone would have had to smell my ear to notice it.

"Eww that smells like fish!"

Things you shouldn't exclaim when testing perfume, by the way.

"That's not your direction. The saleswoman announced loudly, aggressively trying to limit the damage, as the other customers stood motionless and stared at me.

"Whose direction is salted herring and ...?

"THIS IS NOT YOUR ...

Yes, I'm already leaving. To mention something quite positive: The durability is comparable to hairspray. As soon as I walked out the door, the famous Malone was already gone.

Sometimes I'm really lucky.