Sommernacht

It was, as always, a freezing, snowy winter in Timisoara, a big city in Romania. Here the winters last a little longer, are much colder and snowier. It was March 1991 and I had just turned 4. Almost 30 years ago my parents decided to leave the country with me and my grandfather, to emigrate. To flee from a communist country, where regular uprisings caused unrest among the population, even in a western-style city like Timisoara. Food was rationed, people queued up to get milk, butter, pork fat and meat. If you were unlucky, you went empty-handed and had less to eat, as was often the case. The black market was large, so one came if necessary for few LEU or better German Marks at specialities, e.g. tobacco, Adidas (so one called all sport shoes in the 90's), alcohol etc.. Shots in the middle of the old town were not uncommon. Back then my father patrolled as a soldier. Not an easy time. They took their 5 belongings, including some cutlery, a few LEU (the Romanian currency at the time), exchanged them for about 100 DM and the clothes on their bodies and set off on a long journey, about 1200 km from Germany, with me in their arms. The future on shaky legs, but with the certainty that the future could only get better. A feeling of hope for a quiet life, at the same time the oppressive fear of not finding a foothold in the new country. Time has passed and luck was on our side.

The memories of that turbulent time are faint and I have to dig deep. However, I remember the first spring in Germany, we lived in the country. As a child I was always outside, nothing kept me indoors. Every plant that grew interested me, not a millimeter escaped me. I had to smell everything too, even if I suspected it might stink, once it had to be. Spring smells unique in itself, incomparably beautiful. The fresh stem greens of freshly picked wildflowers beguiled me on the way home from kindergarten. My mother was always delighted with my little bouquets of flowers, which I collected at the edge of the path and forest.

Eau die Lierre is just that scent. Green, tangy, herbaceous, full of life force and juice, optimistic, invigorating, independent, authentic, open to everything new, carefree and light, pure, close to the skin, constantly linear, only to the base a little woodier and the tangy gives way to a green delicate woody creaminess.

Eau die Lierre is special and yet so natural and genuine. No artificiality, no pretense, no opulence, no pretentiousness. The ingredients are carefully selected and finely tuned to each other. Nothing stands out, nothing screams.

Eau de Lierre is a timeless fragrance, because incomparable. It was not made to please. It's niche, that's how niche is supposed to be. It was a master at work and it has also succeeded 100%, no his mission he has even exceeded.

March 2021 - Eau de Lierre moves in.

Honestly, I know, nothing like a foreword. But I don't always need a foreword, and no, that's not what I mean, but still a missing foreword. We can also say a pun which leads to the actual topic. A game that prepares you for real life? No, a play on words that often has a deeper meaning, which most people only reflect on in the first fractions of a second and then forget or repress again. Without sense or reason. Anyone who can follow me now is good. I don't want to get gushy, but I'm not good at getting around it. That was my obligatory preface. I don't like to talk about things that are fleeting or horrible, or only briefly, without emotion. Just like about Joyeuse Tubereuse, who like a short orgasm without depth or a twitch two or three times quickly fizzles out again before he was really there, similar to a neck scratch, early in the morning. What remains is a kind of indifference about what has happened, what has been, without the blink of an eye of melancholy, longing or the like. An inconsequential something.
Not a novel - a life story. Almost. Why? The perfume lives, up to and including the heart note. Afterwards everything is so wonderfully deposited by vanilla, no matter how green and fresh it was at the beginning. To crown it all, it performs rather poorly than well in terms of shelf life, max. 4-5 hours. For me a vanilla scent with a fresh start.

How's that work? I wonder, too. In the end, this sensation only comes to me with For Her Pure Musc and the For Her Musc Collection. It has a touch of metallic, clinking cold and an extra portion of the finest cuddly fabric softener. The white flowers are stunned by the cold, so that the flower edges are already slightly transparent. Sometimes, however, he does not like to be seen, prefers to retreat and hide behind his fragrance carrier. He is an eerie skin smoother, sits firmly at the neck and at the wrist. He is friendly, does not want to touch anyone, but he has his own opinion, which he communicates clearly. He doesn't want to be noticed, that's far from it, the game of hide-and-seek attracts him more. Sonia has created a great fragrance here that is not always my first choice, but every now and then it just does the soul good.

is very easy to explain. It takes a lot of work and skill to create a fragrance at the right time, which everyone wants to have in the here and now and which makes such wide waves that you still want to wear it in 20 years. I think CK One is such a fragrance. I also wore it for the first time when I was 15 (that was in 2001, when I could afford it), when Levi's, Wrangler, CK etc. were the jeans brands and everyone wanted "blue washed". I was one of them. Right now, I feel like I'm back in that time. Especially the youth is into this style right now, high waist jeans, classic sneakers from Reebok or Adidas, bumper jacket and as fragrance CK One. For me, it's a feel-good fragrance with which you don't do anything wrong, always smell well-groomed, without appearing too clean or soapy.

It reminds me, especially in head and heart note, of the Classique EDT by JPG. It's like giving a spray of classic on a lilac alien. It's got something, but it's clearly a stand-alone scent that's certainly not a copy of the original alien. Durability is better than Flora Futura, which I really appreciate. Find it especially suitable as evening fragrance, as well as autumn/winter fragrance. Admittedly, inveterate alien fans wear it all year round.