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The muse that kisses me ..
Ahh, Interlude 53, a fragrance of the highest quality, which, like a painting by Dalí, blurs reality and takes the needy into a surreal world, a world where castles in the air merge with flesh and blood.
The complexity of this perfume reminded me of Kandinsky's abstract works of art. Colors and shapes speak their very own languages that lead "ma petite âme" to new perceptions.
Each component of Interlude 53 serves delicacies to the mind, as well as Mozart's masterful composition with subtle nuances and unexpected twists that beguile the senses
The fragrance unfolds like a poem by Breton, creating a new truth and encouraging the wearer to discover their own story.
Interlude (53) was a small olfactory revolution in a bottle. A kind of homage to Vincent van Gogh's creative audacity, who reinterpreted his world with passionate brushstrokes and overcame the boundaries of conventional art.
The complexity of this perfume reminded me of Kandinsky's abstract works of art. Colors and shapes speak their very own languages that lead "ma petite âme" to new perceptions.
Each component of Interlude 53 serves delicacies to the mind, as well as Mozart's masterful composition with subtle nuances and unexpected twists that beguile the senses
The fragrance unfolds like a poem by Breton, creating a new truth and encouraging the wearer to discover their own story.
Interlude (53) was a small olfactory revolution in a bottle. A kind of homage to Vincent van Gogh's creative audacity, who reinterpreted his world with passionate brushstrokes and overcame the boundaries of conventional art.
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Twilight melody
In the hidden corners of a pulsating metropolis, the streets labyrinths of hopes and desires and the sky illuminated by the city lights, there is a scent floating in the air. Black Afgano - an invisible veil that envelops my senses and sends my thoughts on a journey without beginning or end.
A whiff of cannabis stumbles through the streets, its sweet and bitter nuances mingle with the sounds of the city and create a painting of emotions and memories.
The majestic, ostentatious presence of the oud strides between the houses, the impression it leaves behind lingers in the streets and squares. The city itself develops into a palace of the senses, where every moment holds a story.
The incense rises like a veil, enveloping the city in its mysterious aura and blurring the boundaries between dream and reality. Now the city itself seems to awaken as a living being, whispering its past to the wind and reflecting the longings of its inhabitants in the stars.
The latent menace winds its way through the city streets, accompanying people on their journeys through the night and making them feel the importance of the moment.
As night slowly gives way to morning and the first rays of sun kiss the rooftops of the city, Black Afgano lingers in the air like a promise. A promise of new adventures. Because the story of this fragrance knows no end - it is an ongoing journey.
(Inspired and written in New York 2023)
A whiff of cannabis stumbles through the streets, its sweet and bitter nuances mingle with the sounds of the city and create a painting of emotions and memories.
The majestic, ostentatious presence of the oud strides between the houses, the impression it leaves behind lingers in the streets and squares. The city itself develops into a palace of the senses, where every moment holds a story.
The incense rises like a veil, enveloping the city in its mysterious aura and blurring the boundaries between dream and reality. Now the city itself seems to awaken as a living being, whispering its past to the wind and reflecting the longings of its inhabitants in the stars.
The latent menace winds its way through the city streets, accompanying people on their journeys through the night and making them feel the importance of the moment.
As night slowly gives way to morning and the first rays of sun kiss the rooftops of the city, Black Afgano lingers in the air like a promise. A promise of new adventures. Because the story of this fragrance knows no end - it is an ongoing journey.
(Inspired and written in New York 2023)
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Stormborne
In a remote coastal village, surrounded by majestic cliffs and the endless blue of the sea, a small perfumery sits inconspicuously. Among all the fairy-tale scents resting on the shelves is a bottle that is guarded like a precious savings.
The bottle itself seems to be shaped from the glittering blue of the ocean, its cap anchored in a tube like a shell. As the seller opens it, a breeze escapes, pervading the air like the salty breeze of a stormy day sailing.
The essence of Megamare is an impetuous sea, captured in a bottle. Top notes that sneak into the nose are like the fresh sea air blowing in your face as you stand on the shore. But then a rich palette unfolds, reminiscent of the deep canyons of the ocean - a hint of seaweed gently bobbing in the water and a glimmer of the rusted shipwreck that lingers nearby, holding the secrets of past adventures.
A single splash is enough to beguile the senses, send the imagination on a journey and go diving. All of a sudden, sailing through stormy waters on an old sailing ship, tasting the salt water on your lips and feeling the wind in your hair.
Megamare is an ode to the wildness and beauty of the ocean, captured in a simple, elegant and characterful bottle, ready to take anyone who approaches it on an unforgettable journey.
The bottle itself seems to be shaped from the glittering blue of the ocean, its cap anchored in a tube like a shell. As the seller opens it, a breeze escapes, pervading the air like the salty breeze of a stormy day sailing.
The essence of Megamare is an impetuous sea, captured in a bottle. Top notes that sneak into the nose are like the fresh sea air blowing in your face as you stand on the shore. But then a rich palette unfolds, reminiscent of the deep canyons of the ocean - a hint of seaweed gently bobbing in the water and a glimmer of the rusted shipwreck that lingers nearby, holding the secrets of past adventures.
A single splash is enough to beguile the senses, send the imagination on a journey and go diving. All of a sudden, sailing through stormy waters on an old sailing ship, tasting the salt water on your lips and feeling the wind in your hair.
Megamare is an ode to the wildness and beauty of the ocean, captured in a simple, elegant and characterful bottle, ready to take anyone who approaches it on an unforgettable journey.
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Fragrant reverie
In a distant, enchanted garden, surrounded by lush lavender fields and fragrant rose hedges, a secret lies hidden - a beautiful bottle containing a beguiling perfume. It is a journey through the twilight, where the air is saturated with lavender, rosewood and the hint of oud and sandalwood.
The story begins with a gentle breeze of lavender, which refreshes the senses and calms the mind like a delicate morning dew. The rosewood notes float through the garden like a mysterious mist, their warm and woody nuances lending depth and character to the perfume.
But suddenly dawn breaks, revealing the fragile presence of the rose. Its petals unfurl like a fiery sunset on the horizon, captivating and majestic at the same time. The rose does not suffocate, it lingers in the expanse, it is part of a balanced dance between the different notes.
The oud, mysterious and seductive, blends quietly into the fragrance, giving it an unmistakable aura of sophistication and luxury. It is like discovering a hidden treasure, buried deep in the roots of the garden.
And finally, like a gentle farewell, the sandalwood envelops the fragrance with its warm and reassuring presence. It is the moment when night falls and the world is enveloped in a calm silence.
Alexandria 2 is more than just a perfume - it is a journey through time, a moment of sublimity and pleasure. It combines the beauty of nature with the art of perfumery, leaving a lasting impression that enchants the senses and touches the soul.
The story begins with a gentle breeze of lavender, which refreshes the senses and calms the mind like a delicate morning dew. The rosewood notes float through the garden like a mysterious mist, their warm and woody nuances lending depth and character to the perfume.
But suddenly dawn breaks, revealing the fragile presence of the rose. Its petals unfurl like a fiery sunset on the horizon, captivating and majestic at the same time. The rose does not suffocate, it lingers in the expanse, it is part of a balanced dance between the different notes.
The oud, mysterious and seductive, blends quietly into the fragrance, giving it an unmistakable aura of sophistication and luxury. It is like discovering a hidden treasure, buried deep in the roots of the garden.
And finally, like a gentle farewell, the sandalwood envelops the fragrance with its warm and reassuring presence. It is the moment when night falls and the world is enveloped in a calm silence.
Alexandria 2 is more than just a perfume - it is a journey through time, a moment of sublimity and pleasure. It combines the beauty of nature with the art of perfumery, leaving a lasting impression that enchants the senses and touches the soul.
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