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Red Fruit, Baby…!
I can hardly understand the harsh words against this simple, beautiful scent. And I also don’t get the classification of ‘synthetic’. I think I’ve never smelled an inexpensive red fruit fragrance that came across as less synthetic.
In some movie, Mrs. Carpenter once impressed me with some acting performance (with a background in amateur and school theater, you tend to watch everything from a meta-level, which, in my opinion, triples the fun of watching^^). After that, I googled her, as I like to do with film artists... and I was surprised to read that she also makes perfume. And sustainably, at that.
Still, it took until the blog about Cheapies recently, which reminded me how much I miss browsing drugstores, until I actually encountered the tempting mini-tablets in the drugstores I finally visited again for testing perfumes.
Charming, the small sales quantity…!
In memory of the aforementioned background info, and unscented as I was, I immediately tested two on my skin, the blue and the red.
And after a few hours, it was clear: Cherry Baby must be mine.
Thanks to my punk past, years of excessive love for the nasty chemical cheapie FRUITS ROUGES, and last but not least the desire to have a sour red fruit scent for layering, one that allows layering experiments like Voluptuous Oud/Tierra/Or du Serail, I was immediately taken by the strong, natural red fruit flair.
About a week later, I accidentally took the pink tablet first (really great, but so not for me) - and also the light blue one, which definitely fascinates me, although it is very feminine, but in the end, I finally found a horseman who had Cherry Baby.
What can I say, the layering experiments work even better than expected, and I’ll skip the saying “Great for the money.” That’s not for me because I believe: Life is too short for scents that you actually find less good than others, for scents that are only allowed to be “in” because they are “cheap,” for scents that are “cheap alternatives to something great”…
But, Cherry Baby is, despite its super good price, not a cheap solution, not a compromise, not an alternative… - At best, a better one.
(Regarding the price, I must say: It’s crazy how different it is everywhere…! Rarely seen such a thing.)
In some movie, Mrs. Carpenter once impressed me with some acting performance (with a background in amateur and school theater, you tend to watch everything from a meta-level, which, in my opinion, triples the fun of watching^^). After that, I googled her, as I like to do with film artists... and I was surprised to read that she also makes perfume. And sustainably, at that.
Still, it took until the blog about Cheapies recently, which reminded me how much I miss browsing drugstores, until I actually encountered the tempting mini-tablets in the drugstores I finally visited again for testing perfumes.
Charming, the small sales quantity…!
In memory of the aforementioned background info, and unscented as I was, I immediately tested two on my skin, the blue and the red.
And after a few hours, it was clear: Cherry Baby must be mine.
Thanks to my punk past, years of excessive love for the nasty chemical cheapie FRUITS ROUGES, and last but not least the desire to have a sour red fruit scent for layering, one that allows layering experiments like Voluptuous Oud/Tierra/Or du Serail, I was immediately taken by the strong, natural red fruit flair.
About a week later, I accidentally took the pink tablet first (really great, but so not for me) - and also the light blue one, which definitely fascinates me, although it is very feminine, but in the end, I finally found a horseman who had Cherry Baby.
What can I say, the layering experiments work even better than expected, and I’ll skip the saying “Great for the money.” That’s not for me because I believe: Life is too short for scents that you actually find less good than others, for scents that are only allowed to be “in” because they are “cheap,” for scents that are “cheap alternatives to something great”…
But, Cherry Baby is, despite its super good price, not a cheap solution, not a compromise, not an alternative… - At best, a better one.
(Regarding the price, I must say: It’s crazy how different it is everywhere…! Rarely seen such a thing.)
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Lemon Slice in Knight's Armor
…where you can only smell its surroundings, because, it's not a freshie…! But hey, wait a moment, back to my image, inspired by a fellow commenter and not least by the beautiful Bobs Burgers episode where the delegation from Birna appears. Yes. - Yes, … Attention…. Attention when pulling it out of the box: The helmet does not fit!
Absolutely not; in fact, you only have an unnecessary piece of plastic waste loosely placed on the sprayer. (But, one treats oneself to nothing else. It just completes the martial outfit of the diamond-shaped fruit slice, even if only visually. This is probably not problematic for the durability and preservation of the scent, my experience says, because Mugler's Aura is similar.)
The knightly-looking structure quickly heads to the stable to fetch the noble steed, but this time it’s not a horse, but a cow… The aforementioned stable is located deep in the forest, you know, where knights live.
The name fits a little bit… I have been informed that it is called herbal oils of the sun or something; I should have known that, as the founder of modern thoroughbred breeding, ElSham, also known as the stallion of the sun, is familiar to me… (Nice, now I just realize what my acquaintance's name is, Sham ^^) But, yes, good, back to the scent. Once again, the folks have managed to wonderfully incorporate their plantation oud… the perfume, which initially evokes the association of "straw yellow," quickly dives into deep herbal darkness, which you gradually recognize as a combination of sweet woods. (What, now. S w e e t woods?! Yes, of course! Never smelled freshly cut trunks in the forest? Surprisingly many smell sweet, and once I had something in front of my nose that specifically smelled like vanilla… However, that is not the case here, no misunderstandings, okay?!)
It is powerful. And round, indeed - apart from the middle part of the progression, regarding which I join a previous speaker and amusingly confirm that it is somewhat bumpy (I perceive it, but I admit that I could not have described it myself).
The longevity is enormous, the sillage initially intense, and then very, very long "medium." I will cheekily wear it everywhere and anywhere - except to the gym, of course - although it should be emphasized that it fits my life and my environments... In offices or such, it would hardly work. Yes. Now. This is a first impression that I will update soon.
Absolutely not; in fact, you only have an unnecessary piece of plastic waste loosely placed on the sprayer. (But, one treats oneself to nothing else. It just completes the martial outfit of the diamond-shaped fruit slice, even if only visually. This is probably not problematic for the durability and preservation of the scent, my experience says, because Mugler's Aura is similar.)
The knightly-looking structure quickly heads to the stable to fetch the noble steed, but this time it’s not a horse, but a cow… The aforementioned stable is located deep in the forest, you know, where knights live.
The name fits a little bit… I have been informed that it is called herbal oils of the sun or something; I should have known that, as the founder of modern thoroughbred breeding, ElSham, also known as the stallion of the sun, is familiar to me… (Nice, now I just realize what my acquaintance's name is, Sham ^^) But, yes, good, back to the scent. Once again, the folks have managed to wonderfully incorporate their plantation oud… the perfume, which initially evokes the association of "straw yellow," quickly dives into deep herbal darkness, which you gradually recognize as a combination of sweet woods. (What, now. S w e e t woods?! Yes, of course! Never smelled freshly cut trunks in the forest? Surprisingly many smell sweet, and once I had something in front of my nose that specifically smelled like vanilla… However, that is not the case here, no misunderstandings, okay?!)
It is powerful. And round, indeed - apart from the middle part of the progression, regarding which I join a previous speaker and amusingly confirm that it is somewhat bumpy (I perceive it, but I admit that I could not have described it myself).
The longevity is enormous, the sillage initially intense, and then very, very long "medium." I will cheekily wear it everywhere and anywhere - except to the gym, of course - although it should be emphasized that it fits my life and my environments... In offices or such, it would hardly work. Yes. Now. This is a first impression that I will update soon.
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Oak Earth and Vanilla…
I have always been astonished at how living beings that cannot see orient themselves - especially humans, who neither have a particularly keen sense of smell nor whiskers or anything like that. What I’m getting at is that should I ever, God forbid, go blind, I would always smell when I am standing on soil where oaks grow.
Of all the earthy scents I love, I like the smell of the earth into which oaks stretch their roots the most. This - brown-salty. This - Yes. One must have smelled it…! "A novel change of homeland" it means to me. "Modern times come over the places of my childhood." Why?! Quite simply. When I had nearly finished my teenage years, thousands of young oaks poured over our city. And only another ten or twenty years later did the earth of our parks and green spaces suddenly start to smell this way.
Whenever I smell it, it never smells of the past, of memory, of old times - it always smells of renewal, of growing up, of modernity. Beuys, that old rascal, made it so that acorns now always fall on heads and car roofs, for years now, for decades, which have now actually been so cheeky as to quickly spread across the country - - avenues become dark-cozy, and trunks become powerfully thick, and yet: The smell always smells "new" to me.
Who can blame me for loving it…!
This scent is almost unrecognizable in Roasted Vanilla. Almost. It embraces its buddy, the red pepper, which I have greatly appreciated since MY PEARLS, so tightly… In between somehow lies vanilla. As a supporting actor, as - an ingredient? - I was almost disappointed because it is just a sidekick, as I am currently in the midst of an extensive vanilla phase. Slowly, I am beginning to recognize that the trio together creates something entirely new - bitter, cheeky, natural, even somewhat serious - something new that takes the boozy touch as a surfboard, but smells itself. This stuff is truly t e s t e n s w e r t. Update to follow.
1. Update. After a while, it becomes punchy and pleasantly bitter. Not in the way that you would chew on an acorn, but rather bitter like black coffee, or Loomi-bitter. Still: The interplay of naturalness and perfuminess, of booze, intense rosé pepper, oak, and a hint of vanilla, of bitter and sweet is showcased -
- however, in the end, I ask myself (!) : What for?! - I miss the kick, the dedication, the enthusiasm, the shock fascination in my emotional palette regarding this pure autumn scent, which somehow slithers between target groups and occasions without even brushing against any of them. Conclusion: After initial enthusiasm for the unusual comes the hope that the punch will bring a surprise, and then the disillusionment - one turns away, bored, almost. - XD - Yes, yes: Also a way to head-note-blend ;D !!
Of all the earthy scents I love, I like the smell of the earth into which oaks stretch their roots the most. This - brown-salty. This - Yes. One must have smelled it…! "A novel change of homeland" it means to me. "Modern times come over the places of my childhood." Why?! Quite simply. When I had nearly finished my teenage years, thousands of young oaks poured over our city. And only another ten or twenty years later did the earth of our parks and green spaces suddenly start to smell this way.
Whenever I smell it, it never smells of the past, of memory, of old times - it always smells of renewal, of growing up, of modernity. Beuys, that old rascal, made it so that acorns now always fall on heads and car roofs, for years now, for decades, which have now actually been so cheeky as to quickly spread across the country - - avenues become dark-cozy, and trunks become powerfully thick, and yet: The smell always smells "new" to me.
Who can blame me for loving it…!
This scent is almost unrecognizable in Roasted Vanilla. Almost. It embraces its buddy, the red pepper, which I have greatly appreciated since MY PEARLS, so tightly… In between somehow lies vanilla. As a supporting actor, as - an ingredient? - I was almost disappointed because it is just a sidekick, as I am currently in the midst of an extensive vanilla phase. Slowly, I am beginning to recognize that the trio together creates something entirely new - bitter, cheeky, natural, even somewhat serious - something new that takes the boozy touch as a surfboard, but smells itself. This stuff is truly t e s t e n s w e r t. Update to follow.
1. Update. After a while, it becomes punchy and pleasantly bitter. Not in the way that you would chew on an acorn, but rather bitter like black coffee, or Loomi-bitter. Still: The interplay of naturalness and perfuminess, of booze, intense rosé pepper, oak, and a hint of vanilla, of bitter and sweet is showcased -
- however, in the end, I ask myself (!) : What for?! - I miss the kick, the dedication, the enthusiasm, the shock fascination in my emotional palette regarding this pure autumn scent, which somehow slithers between target groups and occasions without even brushing against any of them. Conclusion: After initial enthusiasm for the unusual comes the hope that the punch will bring a surprise, and then the disillusionment - one turns away, bored, almost. - XD - Yes, yes: Also a way to head-note-blend ;D !!
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Lemons from the Land of Pepper
It's really quite good... a wonderfully beautiful lemon cheapie. (Of course, it doesn't just stop at lemon...!) Unfortunately, it caught me just as I was heading into winter, a circumstance that at least tries to comfort me with its decent awakening of anticipation for next summer over its poor timing XD. But knowing myself, I will probably crave lemon during winter anyway. -
Shortly after acquiring it, I realized that my expectation of it taking off here was misguided, and I was briefly annoyed. However - the bad reviews might stem from the fact that it weaves its way between different target groups: Those used to cheapies might find it hard to appreciate salt and incense in many cases. Those who appreciate both usually don't look for cheapies... those who like freshies want to wear them (also) while exercising, and: those who are into Lattaffas seek sweet, cloying oriental scents.
But, whatever. Honestly - if I had known this before Asian Inspirations, it would have been the one. So, not that they are the same...! But they somehow represent the same type, - right...? In any case, it was nice to finally stand at the Emm checkout with a fragrance in hand, instead of with the poorly suppressed feeling of being a snob, hunting some ridiculously expensive scent that is too fancy for stores online (...and now let's all say: "N i c h e" XD). Really nice!
By the way, "cloying" is a synonym for InYourFace. Logical, right?
Shortly after acquiring it, I realized that my expectation of it taking off here was misguided, and I was briefly annoyed. However - the bad reviews might stem from the fact that it weaves its way between different target groups: Those used to cheapies might find it hard to appreciate salt and incense in many cases. Those who appreciate both usually don't look for cheapies... those who like freshies want to wear them (also) while exercising, and: those who are into Lattaffas seek sweet, cloying oriental scents.
But, whatever. Honestly - if I had known this before Asian Inspirations, it would have been the one. So, not that they are the same...! But they somehow represent the same type, - right...? In any case, it was nice to finally stand at the Emm checkout with a fragrance in hand, instead of with the poorly suppressed feeling of being a snob, hunting some ridiculously expensive scent that is too fancy for stores online (...and now let's all say: "N i c h e" XD). Really nice!
By the way, "cloying" is a synonym for InYourFace. Logical, right?
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Best, best plum cake
Plum cake with crumble alert!! I never thought I would write a review for a Lattafa fragrance. Yes, the cheap ones from the Middle East… I can’t even imagine what kind of animal testing is going on there in non-European countries, where even here things are bad enough. If anyone can enlighten me otherwise, feel free to do so.
I now own the blue Freshie-Asad, which was a drugstore impulse buy that I will thank myself for next summer, but, way, way too far off topic. So. To the plum… uh, to Teriaq Intense:
Quite restrained, this fruity-sweet gourmand water, definitely a multi-spray scent. It ends my search for a perfume that comes close to the Treacle Spicy Plum lotion (or whatever it was called!) with a full stop: - You have reached your destination! Please exit. Uh, settle in.
Yes, yes. It delivers what Xerjoff's Muse promises at first, but then fails to deliver in the long run. "Spicy depth" is true. It’s great for rolling around in. A pleasant everyday scent for a touch of luxury. It will surely end the plum scent search for many ^^
Update: Spiced Plum Custard :D !! Spiced Plum Custard from Treacle Moon, that was the name of this legendary body lotion ^^. With Teriaq Intense, I finally found one that is indeed v e r y close to it.
I now own the blue Freshie-Asad, which was a drugstore impulse buy that I will thank myself for next summer, but, way, way too far off topic. So. To the plum… uh, to Teriaq Intense:
Quite restrained, this fruity-sweet gourmand water, definitely a multi-spray scent. It ends my search for a perfume that comes close to the Treacle Spicy Plum lotion (or whatever it was called!) with a full stop: - You have reached your destination! Please exit. Uh, settle in.
Yes, yes. It delivers what Xerjoff's Muse promises at first, but then fails to deliver in the long run. "Spicy depth" is true. It’s great for rolling around in. A pleasant everyday scent for a touch of luxury. It will surely end the plum scent search for many ^^
Update: Spiced Plum Custard :D !! Spiced Plum Custard from Treacle Moon, that was the name of this legendary body lotion ^^. With Teriaq Intense, I finally found one that is indeed v e r y close to it.
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