Rhubarbara

i'm undecided.
Panorama, yes panorama shots are really nice to look at. With the camera I never feel like dealing with how this works, but they are beautiful!
And I like green. This colour attracts me and with fragrances green usually means something good.
The green panorama of Olfactive Studio begins with a bitter fruity spiciness. After about half a minute this sharpness takes on the shape of Wasabi. The fruity note is clear and becomes flatter, somehow muddy. Green notes (bamboo - yes, cut grass - oh yes) lull everything in and out.
After about two hours the whole thing gets a creamy touch, so that I think several times a day " Mmh oh yes, somehow really good."
Conclusion: An exotic panorama, but very suitable for everyday use, which I would rather allow myself, despite the beautiful design, than bottling.

Beso Beach? Don't know! Never hear ye, never dajewesn.
Clean design with wooden element- beautiful!
I must confess, I had read myself out. Bandit? Kiss? It could be an interesting station wagon. I have to test it. Now reality sounds much more kitschy, but how it sounds doesn't really matter. Smell it good!
A great start... fresh, flowery, paradisiacal without being sweet or intrusive. The orange blossom, a dream!
Now one could associate the whole thing with the following scene, which is obviously obvious:
Hot-blooded Spaniard wears pink-bladed Muchacha through gentle waves and makes her Beautiful Eye compliments. Yawning no!
How about a cool, deep mid-forties a la Robert Redfort?
Yes! Not so obvious and therefore very exciting.
Unfortunately, the scent gets a little flat at some point. The aquatic character is too dominant for me personally.
The fir balm would have made the whole package more grippy and exciting if it had not been diluted to infinity in the big, wide sea... a pity!

Dit smells like ... to the jeko! Mmmmmh that's exactly what I was looking for! What it smells like when good, purpose-built things burn. Twigs, branches, leaves...
No food, no. If I wanted to smell of food, I could go to the kitchen and cook with the window closed.
The smell when the birds migrate and the cold slowly returns. Then a leaf fire in the garden with grandma.
Leather and liquorice... actually on my please-not-page. But exceptions confirm the rule, or ?
I wonder if women can wear this black too Anyone can, of course!
It suits me, even though the other might not see it that way. Didn't the "Man in Black" at the entrance to the fragrance consumption recommend "Tresor in Love" by Lancome to me years ago with a wink. He'd suit me very well! Thank you, but no thank you!
Then you'd better have leather and liquorice, but only in exceptional cases!

An unplanned meeting, a chance meeting, many thanks again to Cambrium!
I've never smelled anything like this in a scent before...
A brief moment to anticipate young, delicate buds.
Dig through dark, damp, soft earth. Find round, smeared tubers - beetroot!
That's right, I'm thinking beetroot. Crazy!
At the same time a white enamel tub, free-standing. Completely submerged in creamy musk mountains.
On the tongue the taste of violet pastilles and grass.
Very contrary, but peacefully united.

No, no cake. I want compote! Sour and juicy and only slightly sweetened.
The tongue crushes soft rhubarb fibres. Bright red lips drink rhubarb juice spritzer, tingling and clear. It doesn't have to be organic.
"Don't chew on the raw stems!" I hear my granny calling from afar. Already as a child I loved the big, green leaves on purple red. Rhubarb is my vegetable!
Pure nature, but exciting. Not with corduroy pants and rubber boots. That's nice, too, but only sometimes.

I can't quite imagine him in a man. But he's so good.... he should be there for everyone!