Ttfortwo

Hohoho, this is a wonderful 90s firecracker, such a diva before the Lord and still wearable. Well, maybe not in the office. By the way: If colleagues are allowed to get drunk on Black Opium with three full strokes after each toilet visit, then one spray of it should not be a real problem. But that's not who I am. I don't like to wear dominant scents in the office. "8e Jour" is dominant and a night scent. And what a one!

"8e Jour is totally at peace with itself. This scent doesn't share. He takes his space and fills it with completely relaxed matter of course.
And yet "8e Jour" is unexpectedly wearable because it doesn't roar around. He doesn't have to. A diva doesn't have to roar, that's the divaesque: The water divides itself in front of a real diva just because she is one.

I haven't smelled such a beautiful warm, slightly smoky and subtly sweetened flower spice for a long time. Dark violet and dense. Rose and jasmine and all the spices of the Orient. Resinous myrrh. Smoky consecration. Anything but filigree and transparent - and yet: He knows how to float. Nothing sticks there, nothing runs off oily.

I have the Eau de Toilette (a flea market find from the weekend, 100 ml still packed in cellophane and for almost no money), the Sillage is really sensational at first, but after about half an hour it goes back to a conventional level and then remains close to arm's length. The durability is good even on my scent eater skin .

My goodness, Yves, you could do it once! Why on earth did you stop developing perfumes at some point and instead produce only fragrances for almost two decades?

While sorting and systematizing one of the back corners in my closet, I came across a geological layer from the 90s and several small unopened bottles of this fragrance.

It's almost a miracle: a recipe from the first years of the 18th century - the cathedral was far from finished - and this little hero still exists. What did he not have to survive, payment difficulties, aggressive imitators, rubble and ashes, Swiss exile, but he is still there and looks younger than ever.

What an enchanting, soft friendliness this fragrance radiates! He is so different from his saber-toothed, metallically radiant namesake. I'm wearing both, the 4711 variant on the left, in an older edition, of which I brought several small bottles from Cologne as souvenirs for me at the beginning of the 90s - so before I sold them to Wella/Mäurer and Wirtz.

Two of these 4711 bottles were still there and unopened - one I "decapitated" especially for this comparison. It is completely intact and therefore well suited for comparison, because its counterpart, the counterpart fragrance, was bought on the same occasion and is therefore the same age. The Farina fragrance had already inspired me at that time and I had taken one of these enchanting reclining bottles with me (it's long since gone, afraid of a long time, used up) and several miniatures.

Yeah, I have a soft spot for "survivors." That's why I have the greatest respect for the 4711-Cologne water. But I've never worn it because it's too harsh for me, too radiant-steel, too headache-fresh. In the course of time, the 4711 variant also becomes somewhat softer, fortunately loses this citrus needle tip, lavendered for some time and then almost disappeared.

The Farina fragrance, on the other hand, is - apart from a slightly alcoholic start - flowery from the start and its freshness is mild and fragrant and the fragrance lasts much longer. Now, at this point of the text, only a pale orange blossom hint is left of the 4711, while the Farina fragrance is still pleasingly present and complete.

The Farina fragrance is a light version of a perfume, 4711 a short refreshment in extra brut.

Farina's little miracle gets a 10 from me because he's so old, because he still exists, because he's really beautiful, and: A complete perfume

... the Swabian would say and mean with it: "Quite well. Not to kneel down, but yes, quite well.".

The first nose had irritated me, it was too fresh for me, too synthetic, too detergent fresh. And now, when I see the pyramid, I understand: This "sea breeze", it will be probably to blame for the fact that I had put off the smell first: Not mine.

Fortunately, the top note doesn't last long and afterwards it becomes much nicer: The Arden-typical whatever-tea DNA is clearly recognizable, in a pleasant way, the freshness has receded and the top note becomes softly tart (mate?), unsweetly flowery (iris?), a bit soapy in a sociable way, everything in a transparent and bright way. This confirms the occurrence: A beautiful airy unsweet summer scent, which unfortunately doesn't last long with me. After about an hour, the fragrance begins to change again: Cedarwood-like and powdery-soft musky announces the end of the top note.

The Sillage isn't a place to be: With the exception of the top note, the fragrance remains very close to the body at all times. Sometimes you want that.

A very delicate summer scent with - for my taste - a bit too much Atlantic freshness in the top note. So he won't move in with me. Still, it's bad.

Actually, I don't really know why I bought Haneen of all things.

I have a miserable scented skin - even perfume-tested durability monsters evaporate on my skin outrageously fast. That's why I spray fragrances primarily on my clothes - there I can still perceive the heart note for hours, while the base note on my wrist is already twilighting into nirvana.

I just wanted to try an oil, hoping for a longer shelf life on my skin. First of all, it's not like that. Of course, spraying the oil onto clothing does not work either. That's stupid now.

But back to the scent: I don't know why I ordered Haneen of all things. The ratings here are good, that's right, and Terra's comment has appealed to me. But it wasn't like I really wanted this. I just wanted to have one and not spend too much. 23,- for 25 ml oil, that sounded fair. It was already ordered.

The bottle is so bad kitschy that it could almost inspire. Or not. Anyway, I think they're horrible, badly made, the lid is crooked - but that's not what this is about, it's about the scent and it's:

Not bad at all. Actually, it's pretty good. You could say beautiful. Not gorgeous. But nice.

In my first statement I wrote that the top note wanted too much. I keep finding that. Two somehow unwilling scent worlds quarrel in my nose and so I don't like it properly.

There is a delicately bitter, almost masculine rose geranium together with the bergamot, a reserved rose and the pine and these are found in a fine, almost distant prelude - not fresh, but a little bit cooled down, the pine fortunately does not smell like a spruce needle bath, but its ethereal freshness and green coolness is well recognizable. It could be that I can already see some oud in the top note, there is something warm, dark, that mixes well with the pine rose cool and makes the whole thing a bit more complex. I like it good.

But unfortunately I also smell some fruit yogurt, one of the worse kind. Do you know this artificially smelling almost liquid stuff that Italian hotels like to serve at breakfast buffets? The one in which a glance at the label regularly astonishes you: What? That's supposed to be strawberry? Yes, die... (that's how the Bayer would express himself, even if it's not meant that way, of course: everything should stay alive). The caramel sweetness of mango and its specific artificial scent, even with its natural origin, and this milk accord are probably the culprits.

This second, sweet Gourmand chord would not have been needed in the top note, for me at least.

Fortunately, the mango jogurette remains rather in the background, I can bear that and the whole thing does not take long.

Then Rose and Oud really push themselves into the foreground and they do it well, the two of them. I don't know so many Rose-Oud fragrances yet, my comparability is limited, but I can understand why this combination is so incredibly popular (although I can also understand those who can't smell this duo anymore). Rose and Oud are a fabulous match. Here it is an opulent and dense rose, velvety, full blossom, but not too sweet. The tender sweetness that is present then seems to me to come from a wild strawberry. Forest strawberry???? I don't know how I came up with it, but: The paths of the limbic system are unfathomable, you know that.

The heart note is soft, round, slightly smoky, not directly dark, but it already dawns clearly, sweetened with pointed fingers, moderately seasoned, thus moderately oriental and thus: Unexpectedly suitable for everyday use. Actually wearable at any time.

Also the Sillage is calculable - apart from perhaps the first few minutes, but with which smell it is not so?

The whole thing gets softer relatively fast, softly quieter, twilight, so to speak, gets softer, warmer, ashamed and mossy and then holds itself as the softest "Your-skin-but-better" basic chord for far too short a time.

I don't like Haneen badly at all, I even like the heart note quite well.
However: No more oils for me, that is certain.

There are two old bottles of Tosca Extrait in my possession. Both liquids have taken on a dark amber color and run viscously from the bottle wall. The older of the two, presumably from the 50s, is only suitable as a showcase piece - the scent is fully tipped. The slightly younger one will probably be from the 60s, maybe the early 70s. The top note is unfortunately also tipped here, it has taken on an unpleasant sharp-tipped thin fuzzy cologne tone, which is worth weeding out, however, because from the heart note it is perfectly intact and rewards with opulent powdery spice and a powerful deep organ tone in the aftertaste for hours.

I also have the actual Eau de Parfum, which I'm pretty excited about: Dry-citrusy start with warm tempered aldehydes, then very quickly a seductive dry-warm powdery spice, really very dry and very warm. The heart notes are first supported, then later relieved by a sensual dark vanilla base. Great longevity, thunderous sillage - a stunner with an unmistakably classic signature, unsweet, opulent, stolidly dense and timelessly beautiful. I get not so rare compliments when I wear the EdP.

Nevertheless, I was curious and got myself a young edition of the perfume via Souk. A thanks to the dear A. at this point.

And lo: Again a new experience Tosca and again a beautiful.

The young Tosca extract starts again with what makes the high Tosca recognizability: the typical warm tempered aldehyde accord. The dried citrus peel splendor of the EdP also shows up, but much weaker. And where the EdP scores with powerful and dense powdery spice in the heart note, the perfume shows much more florals, the heart note is more floral, it's a bit more delicate and airy, also softer spiced. There's a delicate unsweet sweetness in the air, a hint only. This hint of powdery sweetness, it's something that completely escapes the EdP and also my Vintage Extrait. It's only in the transition to the base note that the EdP and perfume equalize again, and the soft dark vanilla ambra base seems completely the same to me.

The young Tosca perfume is similarly durable as the EdP and has - extrait-typically - a clearly restrained sillage.

It seems a little more modern. Is it more adapted? No, not that now, it is still a nostalgic Wummser (which I would prefer to wear in the evening), but a quite wonderful alternative to the EdP, because more restrained and also somewhat more elegant.