Scorpio

Like a walk through an orchard - apple, mint, citrus. But just as the nose is delighted, the familiar sweet overload hits :-(

The burning tobacco shelf crashed onto the Solero ice box - explosion. Tobacco, vanilla, passion fruit, and clove - a sweet-choking attack.

If you want to know what Sculpture smelled like in the 90s: Et voilà! Once affordable, now pricey. But the H/S is really very good.

No trace of the ocean. First association. Cheap cola garnished with tropical fruit. Smells nothing like high quality or elegance. That was a miss.

What is this again? Instead of wanderlust, it awakens escape tendencies. A scent like discount deodorant on a quest for meaning - penetrating & biting.