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Affection at first sniff. And it became more:
After I first sprayed it in a perfume store, then glanced at the price and subsequently stumbled out of the shop in confusion, I thought that was it for me. But during the subsequent stroll through the city, I became increasingly distracted. I almost knocked over other passersby as I pressed my nose firmly against the spot on my arm sprayed with Absolute Aphrodisiac and couldn't look forward anymore. The other people turned into blurred figures, the hectic hustle and bustle no longer interested me.
It happened as it had to: the bottle came home.

For me, this is a scent that becomes more and more beautiful with wearing. The start is already great, but it gets even better. Although the vanilla present is certainly undeniable, Absolute Aphrodisiac is not just another typical vanilla scent for me. Personally, I prefer it when the vanilla integrates subtly and still leaves room for the other notes.
It starts woody sweet and, over time, develops a jammy note without becoming sticky. Minimal smoky nuances flash through. The scent shimmers, changes. And I love that. I have only experienced something like this in rather fresh, light fragrances before.
I don't perceive anything animalistic here, and the white flowers completely elude my perception. But be that as it may, I haven't smelled something so harmonious and beautiful in a long time.

My conclusion: Inhale the scent deeply: yes. Exhale with Absolute Aphrodisiac in your nose: no, there must be another way...

Rich or completely overloaded? Classic or old-fashioned? Warm-spicy and mature or pretentious and animalistic? And does the scent even suit me?
So many questions that have crossed my mind.

But Jubilation came, took me firmly in its arms and whispered: "Don't worry about the unimportant. I am here and holding you." And even before I could reply that I am actually a messy person and light, easy-going scents suit me much better, it was all over for me. I landed in spice heaven. It is warm, physical, but not pretentious at all. A rose glows in the distance. Herbs, spices, balsams, and dark wood envelop me. Jubilation radiates harmony and warmth. It is a complex beauty. Beyond all trends, timeless, rich, and chic.

I have no more questions. I no longer worry about the unimportant.

It is 2016. I work as a nurse in a psychiatric clinic. "My" ward is located in an old building, a few hundred meters away from the main building. It has its own charm and little hospital character, which most staff and patients find very pleasant. However, it drafts strongly through the windows and doors, which causes cold feet or worse for some in winter.
I walk down the hallway and think, "Phew, Ms. XY has really gone overboard with the perfume." She leaves a scent trail behind her that is quite something. The fragrance feels distant, green-spicy-fresh. I can't really say whether I like it or not. In any case, it is distinctive. However, the overdosage bothers me a bit, and I find it somewhat intrusive. My colleague, obviously not bothered, approaches me and asks if I have noticed this incredibly wonderful perfume from Ms. XY (how could I have missed it?). I reply, "Of course, the whole hallway smells of it." He proudly tells me that he asked her the name of the perfume, and she revealed to him that it is called "Rossy di Parma." My colleague keeps repeating the name of the fragrance and mentions that he is considering buying it for his future partner. Currently, there is no one, which weighs heavily on him. But that is another story.

A few years later, I discover my fondness for Etat Libre d'Orange and test and buy several fragrances from this brand. While browsing on Parfumo, the name "Rossy di Parma" comes back to mind, and I enter it into the Parfumo search bar, but of course, it yields no results. I don't know why I remembered it for so long, but this conversation with my colleague somehow stuck with me.
Entering "Rossy" alone, I find it and "Rossy de Palma" appears. "This must be it," I think. After reading reviews and statements, studying the pyramid, comparing prices, I order it. Is this a blind buy? Not really. At most, a little bit.

I spray it and perceive it completely differently than in the hallway of my former workplace. Nevertheless, I recognize the scent immediately. I am captivated. I feel the allure of the new and at the same time a familiarity.
At first, it envelops me with a light citrusy and rosy scent, with a slightly sour note that feels green. A bit like plant stems when you break them. After five minutes, the sour impression disappears. The rose blossoms and darkens. A certain coolness lingers. Patchouli is also clearly recognizable, in my opinion. Gradually, balsamic-earthy-spicy and slightly sweet-powdery sprinkles emerge and become more intense. The fragrance becomes warmer and more affectionate. The rose refuses to be overshadowed and remains the queen, very noticeable.

From the first spray, I have the feeling that the scent belongs to me. Its development feels harmonious and right: first cool, even a bit distant. But once you get to know it better and trust it, it warms and embraces you, providing security and affection. A bit like getting to know a person with whom a trusting relationship develops after initial distance.

I cannot relate to the blood associations at all.
But Eau de Protection is probably not everybody's darling, and that's a good thing. Although I personally find it irresistible and beautiful.

I have been searching for the right words for a while to express my affection for this fragrance. But somehow, the words in my mind have not been sufficient until now. But now I want to give it a try.

It started with a sample that was included with a perfume order. The name Royal Oud didn't particularly appeal to me at first, as I am really not a big fan of agarwood. But of course, I wanted to test it anyway. Said and done, and I was completely captivated...
At first, a little bitter green monster rushes into my nose and presents itself quite harshly. There’s nothing sweet or gentle in its baggage.
(Still, I found the scent interesting from the very first moment and was curious for more)
Citrusy and woody notes quickly soothe the little green monster, and it becomes elegant. Really, really incredibly elegant.
Over time, the wood begins to subtly smoke, without me being able to call the scent 'smoky.' However, there is this irresistible slightly smoky hint that blends with the woody, citrusy, and spicy components and, when sniffed from a slight distance, merges incredibly harmoniously with them. The fragrance radiates a cozy warmth without becoming sweet or too soft; it remains distinctive.
This mélange is so sublime, beautiful, casual, attractive, and fabulous that I almost forget there are any other perfumes at all.
If you look up the word 'fabulous' in the Duden, there should be a picture of the bottle of Royal Oud next to it. ;-)
For me, it is an absolute unisex fragrance. I would recommend everyone to give it a try. If someone exclusively loves sweet and/or very floral scents, they might not warm up to Royal Oud, or it could be the first step towards a different fragrance direction... who knows.
By the way, I cannot perceive oud at any point here.