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At the first sniff too flat, too one-dimensional, too drogerieduschgelmäßig. And from hour to hour I liked the scent better and better, I have inner again sniffed my wrist and re-sprayed several times, because I could not get enough smell.
For me, a fragrance like a sunny, pleasantly warm, clearly not blistering hot summer day, lots of green, juicy fruit, lots of freshness, clarity, evtl a few harmless sheep clouds in the blue sky, a light, gentle breeze.
Nothing brooding, sultry, for me also definitely not too sweet or even powdery, creamy, sticky. I smell neither musk nor sandalwood directly out, but think it is exactly these notes that made it so fascinating for me in combination with the fruity notes after two, three hours of wearing, initial skepticism and only after noticing all the notes in combination. A dream for the bright, warm season, but I will probably continue to wear it in the winter

Mutiny was my first encounter with niche fragrances a few months ago and I think I really wanted him. I tried it far too briefly on a sample, liked the brand, the concept, the idea behind it (mutiny, rebellion...) and the bottle - brain off, credit card swipe.
For two or three days I kept telling myself that this would work out. And then I faced the truth
For me, apart from the bottle, there is nothing "against the current" about mutiny, nothing rebellious, new or different.
For me a 0815 sweet, sticky, very "adherent" scent and so or something like that already often smelled, which I could not even clearly decompose into its components. Vanilla definitely and the rest associative like sticky cake dough, viscous, sugary, I think of too much jewellery, golf ladies with alcohol problems and cheating, well-earning husbands in sportive elegant countrystyle (the ladies, and maybe their husbands :), catfight at cocktail parties, always a few ups and downs in the clutch. I don't think there are any clichés at all - as the fragrance actually conveys. Nothing here is subversive, brushed against the grain or innovative for me. Instead, the fragrance desparate housewife jeannyinabottlelike has been squeezed into a bottle. It does not stink. But I don't want to either.

The first spray was really "uh-oh." I was about to scrub my wrists. Much too harsh, much too masculine and somehow reminiscent of someone or something that tends to be rather unpleasant, but I couldn't quite place it. Then the decision to give Salina at least a chance to develop until the evening. And that was a very good decision. In my perception, the fragrance became much softer, more pleasing, somehow "lighter" in the course of the hours, without becoming sweet, powdery or creamy. Maybe it's the vanilla that then asserts itself so peu a peu. I definitely can't really smell it as a single one. Even after this development it is still not what I had expected. It went more in the direction of light blue, small whitecaps on soft waves, white wooden houses, sunshine, the Hamptons. Even now, after a few hours, it has not become that. So I tend to go in the direction that is already mentioned in 1, 2 comments: something slightly algae, spray, stormy sea. Even now, after many hours, we have not really found each other. But I also think that the wearing premiere for this fragrance in December is not the best time. At the moment, I'm primarily wearing "lost cherry" by Tom Ford, which envelops me like a warm coat with something liqueur-like and marzipan-like about it, and for me it fits perfectly into this season of glitter and sparkle, cocooning and homeliness. The difference to "Salina" could hardly be greater. And it doesn't matter whether you associate Salina more with a sun-drenched early summer day in the Hamptons or a stormy grey beach walk on a North Sea island or the Darss. In any case, it's all about freshness, something clear, something "outside", and all this need not blow me away right now in December. I think the chances are better in the brighter season and then I will definitely give us another try. He has something, but for me also really something that must fit. The mood, the setting, the time of year... Whatever. See you next year✌

The first whiff and I am back in 1986, six or seven years old. In the room of the almost ten years older daughter of my parents' friends, who, in her sisterly grace, allows me a little of her time - and I am in paradise - she lets me browse through her well-behaved books and let off steam at her make-up table. And some of the care or cosmetic products must have smelled the same (and probably cost a fraction of a tom ford bottle). When I close my eyes and snooze on my wrist, I'm right there again and right then.
I smell rich, juicy, dark red cherry, see juice dripping down my chin, abundance, abundance. And not much else for now. It may be almost a little too flat and one-dimensional for me, but I still can't escape my 80s cinema. And somehow this also fits: the not very subtle of the 80s, the rather overly clear, "too thick" applied, a little too much hairspray and a little too much eye shadow, that was definitely not the decade of understatement and/or subtly covert messages between the lines. So this is not a hint of cherry that you have to guess and filter out, no, this is an Andy Warhol cherry, overripe, deep red, pop-art par excellence. This cherry could hang lasciviously between Madonna's or cindy lauper's lips, in the video to "get into the Groove" or "girls just wanna have fun".
Almond and marzipan are added bit by bit, the cherry remains dominant in my perception. And I love this fragrance and what it evokes in me in the same way. Close your eyes and hum "when will I be famous", "Papa don't preach" or "i wanna dance with somebody".... and for those born after 1985.... you can find everything on YouTube:)

I love the smell of sunscreen and if I get a whiff of it in an unexpected place between October and April, all the corresponding synapses start working for me immediately, flashback to the beach in the middle of January with slushy boots at the supermarket checkout (or wherever).
I have also deliberately bought soap and shower gel with sunscreen fragrance for the touch of summer in winter.
Hence the prospect of a permanent touch of sun cream and summer in any place, at any time - what a dream! In addition the beautiful bottle (I only bought a miniature in the triple set sailing day -lazy sunday -beach Walk).
The first sprayer a revelation, oh yes, he is mine, the preserved summer, finally! No more searching. A touch of beach, sea, lightness, sun-drenched fatigue, blissful idleness... wonderful.
And with every spray and every hour more I became saturated to satiated
The light one gave way, something heavy, powdery, creamy, took over more and more and was felt more and more oppressive.
On a grubby november day with a thick turtleneck sweater I felt almost oppressed with or under this scent.
And for the first time in my life, I didn't want to smell sunscreen.
In the long run it is too powerful and too one-sided for me, I miss a slight complexity and variation in the fragrance, after a few hours I feel like my nose is pressed into the sun cream tube.
I need some time off and it may very well be that I'll give us another try, sometime in spring maybe. But despite huge expectations and euphoria in the beginning, it will probably not be the big love anymore.