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Suede jacket
Actually, I just wanted to write a statement. But then the image in my head took over and became too long and too detailed.
Fragrances always take me on a journey, to the most diverse places.
After spraying on "Cuirs Nomades - French Leather (Eau de Parfum) | Memo Paris", I sit in the shade of a cedar tree in the French botanical garden with my slightly too large sunglasses and watch the hustle and bustle around me.
The fringes of my brown suede jacket are blowing in the wind, sending the scent of sage and juniper from the herb garden next to me. In my hand is a homemade limeade (not too sweet, but tangy and refreshing).
The wind dies down a little, now I notice the roses growing close to me. My jacket hugs me warmly and softly. I am at peace with myself and the world around me for a brief moment.
I found French leather because I was looking for a leathery-floral fragrance that wasn't so heavy and where neither the flower nor the leather dominated, but where both harmonized together. What can I say except: found it!
Fragrances always take me on a journey, to the most diverse places.
After spraying on "Cuirs Nomades - French Leather (Eau de Parfum) | Memo Paris", I sit in the shade of a cedar tree in the French botanical garden with my slightly too large sunglasses and watch the hustle and bustle around me.
The fringes of my brown suede jacket are blowing in the wind, sending the scent of sage and juniper from the herb garden next to me. In my hand is a homemade limeade (not too sweet, but tangy and refreshing).
The wind dies down a little, now I notice the roses growing close to me. My jacket hugs me warmly and softly. I am at peace with myself and the world around me for a brief moment.
I found French leather because I was looking for a leathery-floral fragrance that wasn't so heavy and where neither the flower nor the leather dominated, but where both harmonized together. What can I say except: found it!
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Peach.... or?
I must admit that it was not love at first sight, but he at second sight. A bottling has found its way to me and after the first spray I thought to me first, ne too sweet and somehow funny. Then we lost track of each other. After all, there is more to discover in the Parfumo world.
When cleaning out he fell into my hands again and we tried it again together. And what can I say. I love him. The smell of peach which one takes in the first moment (if one exactly "hinriecht" one notes that it is somewhat more bitter and who has smelled sea buckthorn before, can identify him with some effort also) is so nice sweet and cuddly.
Gradually, the fragrance becomes a bit more woody, but remains creamy and soft on the skin.
I do not know how to describe this so wonderful fragrance properly. Except that I have to shake my head about myself when I think about how long he has lain unnoticed in the drawer.
When cleaning out he fell into my hands again and we tried it again together. And what can I say. I love him. The smell of peach which one takes in the first moment (if one exactly "hinriecht" one notes that it is somewhat more bitter and who has smelled sea buckthorn before, can identify him with some effort also) is so nice sweet and cuddly.
Gradually, the fragrance becomes a bit more woody, but remains creamy and soft on the skin.
I do not know how to describe this so wonderful fragrance properly. Except that I have to shake my head about myself when I think about how long he has lain unnoticed in the drawer.
