TombesScent

One of the few fragrances that totally blew me away the first time I tried it. The opening is citrusy and fresh with a unique DNA that becomes creamy and saturated as it progresses. A fragrance that does not offend and consistently spreads a good mood. In addition to its signature character, it is an absolute magnet for compliments and further proof that citrus can be sweet without being synthetic.
When the mood needs to be refreshed, it comes off the shelf.
All in all, the performance is okay and the packaging, as usual from Xerjoff, is a dream. All in all, a feel-good evergreen!

You are so beautiful. So beautiful that there's nowhere you don't stand out. It's always loud around you, I never go unobserved with you. Although the fire burns between us, you have too little to say to me. You talk a lot about peach wood soaked in saffron, but you don't tell me enough. I would love to have you by my side, but I can't stand the noise. Don't get me wrong, you beauty is unique and deserves to be taken out. But it won't work out with us, even though I would have liked it so much. But please keep your character, you will find someone with whom you can dance loudly into the night to attract attention together.

I knew you, even though I met you for the first time. You've put on a bit of weight, the green doesn't look quite as good on you anymore, but you've become cuter.

At the beginning very similar to Fico di Amalfi by AdP, as the song progresses the two go their separate ways, but still speak the same language. As usual with Freshis, the performance is rather mediocre, he doesn't shout and keeps a low profile, which is pleasant and should be the case.
For spring/summer a very clear perennial favorite.

I want something for spring/summer - that was my resolution on my last fragrance search.
Maybe something different that I don't have yet. It should be sparkling and bubbly, so close your eyes and get to the sticks.
Choosing a summer fragrance in winter is sometimes not so easy. I had a few in my nose, but none of them really gave me that summer feeling.
Here's something from Ugolini, ah the lion is here too, don't know you yet, only heard of you... what can I say, it tingled.
It starts slightly citrusy and fresh, gently fruity and flowery, but very delicate. After a few more minutes of summer vibes, it bubbles and tingles. (Can go along with the often mentioned analogy to sherbet powder)
The tangerine-lime combination builds up stronger and stronger with the backing of the musk until the vanilla then throws a cloak around the fragrance and moves off in a linear fashion.
A vanilla-fruity musk-fruit fizzy basket for the warm season with the signature of the House of Ugoloni. The anticipation of temperatures above 20°C has been strengthened.
In conclusion, I would have liked a little more power, here it can be a little more.

One morning, the young Commodore T. stood in front of his dust-covered window in the Caribbean.
By all appearances, it was going to be a normal day. After the morning routine and the mapping of new possible sea routes by his NCOs, he headed out to sea. It was quite still that day, no salt, no freshness, no twitching of the sails - the air was still. A merchant ship lay in the bay, it had arrived during the night after seven long weeks at sea. While rummaging through the old wooden crates, some of which were almost in ruins, Commodore T. came across a covered wagon load that was not for sale. When asked what goods were hidden under the old rags, the merchant promised the finest goods, so valuable that they were reserved only for the nobility. But there was no aristocracy in sight, no one for many nautical miles who had anything like the aspirations of Commodore T. . Under the drawn blades of his non-commissioned officers, he emphatically ordered the merchant to unveil the wagonload. Commodore T. went into ecstasy, tasting the most exotic spices, asking for containers of rum and rubbing himself with powders from distant lands. In the meantime, it had become even hotter, but suddenly the sea began to move, the wind became a little fresher and blew through Commodore T.'s spice-powdered, rum-soaked wig. The unexpectedly large amount of guilders paid to the crew of the merchant ship invited them to a big drink. The crew, including the captain, sang late into the night - Yo-Ho-Ho and a bottle of rum.