Veronique

Old Tony Iommi no longer rocks in the wild way.. He sits in his regular pub, pouring one shot after another down his throat, some of it spilling over the bar and mixing with the old wood, where for many years countless guests have poured all sorts of alcohol... Then old Tony Iommi gets tired, his eyes have long lost their sparkle, the famous times are also quite a while behind him.. He looks around the dreary half-empty pub one more time and stumbles home, a bit tipsy and tired, disappointed that times have changed so much.. At home, tired Tony Iommi lies down in bed, he doesn’t even snore, he just reeks of stale alcohol, which this time has become a bit too much...

The scent:
Linear, strictly alcoholic, the floral facets struggle to emerge as sour fruit, leather here is almost harmless.
Discover the world of rum barrels :-)

After spraying, there is a risk that 90% of testers would immediately dismiss this scent. A few more minutes of patience reduce that number to about 80%.

The fragrance is simply…no scent, no perfume, where the nose and mind expect something flattering and buzzing. It comes - bufff and at first, one is completely overwhelmed and almost knocked out by the cinnamon (in a very strong concentration) and something medicinal. Well, it's not pleasant - there are two options left - you wait a long while if you want to leave the house with this scent, or you just stay at home, go to the kitchen, for example, where you can prepare something spicy so that the scents mix and you don't have to wonder why you are wearing something so strong on your skin...

Otherwise, when the fragrance settles a bit, it reminds one of the more pleasant thumps like Geisha Noire or Alambar, only these scents are immediately present in a pleasant way.

Much later, the fragrance develops into a cozy warm and balsamic scent, also sweet with a hint of medicinal notes.

Perfume or not…for me, the question is still undecided.

After recovering from the initial shocking impression, which made me feel like a fly in a compote with no good chance to breathe, and having written off the scent forever, I accidentally started a new test on a hot summer day and couldn't hide my enthusiasm for this terribly nice scent!

Okay, I admit - the whole affair actually takes place in a jar of jam, and yes, you get a decent sprinkle of powdered sugar on top, but who cares - you're still such a sweet cute girl! And - the hotter it gets, the more charming you reveal yourself - the otherwise squeaky sweetness opens up, becoming more refined and wearable.

The top and heart notes rush past me, and I don't catch any of it, but the biscuit-mascarpone base spreads out, and I linger in caramel paradise.

I can't rate this scent because it only made a good impression on very warm days, perhaps because the fruity notes love the sun's rays. Those who find it dreadful, like I did at first, should perhaps test it at different temperatures.

I've never experienced more sweetness in a perfume - for me, it's a terrible yet simultaneously nice gourmand, where you squint your eyes and either get a super mood or spend the whole day with a migraine...

In Russia, the Avon brand is widely popular. In particular, this fragrance has been very beloved by Russian women since its launch. Many opinions are written about the scent, and almost all say - it's a heavy evening fragrance, overdosing is deadly, and almost every woman would smell like Today.

I read so much about the fragrance that I simply couldn't resist ordering it at the small price available in Germany, which I did blindly.
The risk of every woman smelling like Today couldn't possibly occur in Germany anyway, after all, I am the one writing the first comment here about the scent.

And now I am very positively surprised by Today - for me, this is a fragrance that gives me good mood and lightness and makes me feel optimistic. I don't find it heavy, but rather very strongly concentrated; the fragrance notes are pressed closely together, so there is no pause in the scent development, making the fragrance very present. The freesia dominates, remaining unchanged, and thus the fragrance is very sunny, radiant, and summery. The sillage is miles long!

Juicy and sparkling, the fragrance optimistically steers me into the future, and everything will be fine; if not Today, then definitely tomorrow!

P.S. Tip: the heavy bottle can be used for self-defense. I don't understand why such a massive glass was chosen.

When no one is around us, when it’s just the two of us, a dark game unfolds between us and I belong to you, my mistress, Habanita.

First, you place a noose around my neck and gradually pull it tighter, your smoky kisses leave me breathless, I am afraid, for you seem so strict, so mature, and so wicked, but at the same moment, you exude such comforting warmth that renders me completely defenseless, and from that moment on, I belong to you forever! Oh, my Habanita!
I am your happy victim, lying at your feet, inhaling the warm, animalistic scent of your body. I would not want to be freed in such moments for anything in the world, to lose the scent trail and to part from the magical Habanita.

Black Habanita - that is her color, her dark powers, her strength, and at the same time her soft femininity, her smoky sex appeal, her art of captivating, binding, and making one fall in love!

So many you have driven mad! Never forgive me, Habanita, always be so condescending to me, for only then are you unattainable for many and at the same time so desired. That is you and you know no rules, you do not like flowers, you thrive on the dominance of black vanilla.

..Seduce us, glorious Habanita..