Zorah

So, first of all, I would like to request a name change.
Dat DIngens here has little to do with explosives, bang-boom-bang, smoke and so on, more with citrus overkill.
Ergo, please tilt the "N" 90 degrees to the right and make it a "Z".

Of course, it was once again the Rossmann advertisement that drew my attention to this Rammstein. And the color of the bottle looked quite delicious.
May I take this opportunity to remark how nasty it is to have one Rossmann store in the immediate vicinity of your workplace and another one even closer to home? The temptation is great.
By the way, it's a 15-minute walk in between.

So off to the Rossmann office.
To get to Nitro, I first had to chase away a pack of male teenagers who were trying out the more typical teen boy fragrances, Adidas, Tom T. and so.....
Nitro, complete with squeaky red can, was at the bottom in a rather unpopular place. No wonder, at least there are a lot of Rammsteins in the store in question.

Found, inspected, sprayed on...
Oh dear, what is that?
I can usually tell quite quickly whether I like a fragrance or not. This was definitely different.
A single spray reminded me of an accident at the drinks store. The shelf with the citrus juices has tipped over, bottles are shattered and everything smells - sour.
All in all, it's too close to the typical summer citrus drinks that are either called "Light Blue" or are launched on the market every year in a similar "form" just in time for summer. Jo, it really made my mucous membranes burn in the first few minutes. (Although I really like Light Blue, or at least the wonderful ALDI Dupe. But it only costs a fiver and invites senseless waste. Grin.)

And there I was, struggling with the scent like never before.
Buy it? Not buy? I don't know?

Don't know.

So out of the office Rossmann, towards home, stopover at Rewe, buy two bags of Nappo and a pack of nectarines - and what can I say?
Our citrus bomb has mellowed massively in the meantime. Not only that, it has developed in a really good direction.
What remains still has a good shot of citrus in it. But very pleasant, restrained, mixed with something balsamic and woody and easy to wear. In fact, the "Wakening Wood of Scandiavia", perhaps also a reduced "Waidmannsheil" with a pleasant dash of citrus.

I was grateful to have the local Rossmann.
So I went in there and bought the last bottle.

My previously used summer fragrances may forgive me.
Nitoglycerin is now number 2 in my summer favs right after Monothemes Nymphaea.
Who would have thought it - the unexpected often happens.

@ Rammstein:
I'm still waiting for "Nebel"

February 22nd was my long-deceased father's birthday. He is still diligently remembered by me, as we were quite identical ticking blockheads, and for practical reasons, the gift nowadays doesn't go to dad, but to - me.
So it's fitting that the drugstore with the horse man had Rammstein fragrances on offer again.
Remember: If two or three fragrances are reduced in the offer flyer, all other fragrances in the same price range are also reduced in price.

It should be Pussy, or, if a tester is available, Diamond.
However, a glance at the weather forecast for the far north of Germany told me to give up on the shallow spring fragrances. You've had enough of them anyway, and for the time being it's going to stay cold and nasty.
Okay. That's right.

It then became: Engel Dark for her.
Sprayed on, in love with shock and obsessed with writing a positive review.....
Especially as the jet-black box and the equally jet-black matt bottle have a certain charm.
It has something of a black hole, antimatter or simply Stan Kubrick's black Quarder in the monkey horde. If the younger generation still knows the cult film.

So much for the plan.

We don't have to talk for long about the fact that Rammstein fragrances are usually difficult.
Apart from the fact that there seems to be a limited range of fragrances, which are combined quite creatively, the compositions can usually be described as slightly weird to totally blatant..
They don't work on paper test strips, they don't work on textiles, and if the user's skin suddenly ticks differently from one day to the next due to care products or - very spooky - medication, they can also become an olfactory disaster.

This was also the case with Dark Angel, declared as a women's fragrance.
Yesterday, immediately after buying it, unable to take my nose off it all evening, I would have described Engel Dark for her as follows:
Starts with the scent of freshly baked aniseed cookies.
Transitions into a note of herbal toothpaste - lots of spicy green, some mild mint.
This is followed by a powdery-sweet-woody note, sawdust.
Finally, there is a hint of smoke, burnt aromatic wood. Probably beech.
(This does not correspond to the fragrance pyramid, but it is little more than a guideline anyway.)

Then this morning the disillusionment.
Freshly showered, applied a neutral-smelling body lotion and then the dark angel......
NOTHING of what I loved the day before could be smelled.
Only the scent of Holstein incense remained. Not that anyone thinks it's unpleasant. But it's not what was promised.
And I'd rather smell the delicious smoked aroma on ham than on myself. I love ham!

What happened?
Apparently the angel had bonded with what I was already wearing the day before when I was testing it. My slightly powdery-sweet hand cream. The scent with a juniper note.
Oh menno.....

Overall, I would rate this fragrance as average. I classify it as unisex, and you have to like it.
It doesn't really work for me on its own, I would layer it without exception.
Fragrances from the range from Dior Addict to Hypnotic Poison would be cool, even balsamic, woody fragrances.
(To break things up: I'm currently spraying "The Hunting Men", the dupe to "Wanted" over it. Works.)

Absolute recommendation as a decorative object, as a fragrance in itself the dark angel remains controversial.

Sorry, Rammstein.

Do you want to part with something........
Nope, I don't want to.
The dark turquoise-green barrel has only just moved in with me.
(Thank you, Rossmann, for the great discount!)

The barrel was supposed to stay closed until Christmas, but well, the spirit was quite willing, only the flesh was very weak....
And why does a woman buy a fragrance like this? Logo, because she can! (And the designated Rammstein women's fragrances don't really turn me on)
It's a men's fragrance? Oh screw that. I feel like a guy today.

Of course the packaging was appealing. And also the interesting fragrance description.
Because I have to go back in time a bit: I already own a fragrance with a "forest fire" character.
It's called "Oak and Berries" and is by Jenny Glow, so it's almost certainly a Jo Malone dupe. Love it. Unfortunately it's usually sold out at my online retailer of choice..

The Rammstein brew is supposed to be the next step. And delivers what it promises.

First of all, a warning:
If you want to judge this fragrance objectively, please test it immediately on your skin (you can always wash it off).
It won't work on fragrance strips or textiles, or it will give you the olfactory shock of a lifetime. This fragrance needs nothing more than interaction with the skin.

I think the outer packaging is quite successful.
My one major gripe would be that the opening of the tin is not at the top. Then you could use the little barrel later as a storage tin. For things that women need: screws, hooks, indoor pencils or simply make-up brushes (grin)
The bright turquoise Falcon has the typical cube shape of all Rammstein fragrances and sits comfortably in the hand.
In my opinion, the cap could have been a little more valuable and made of better material.

And the fragrance, the main protagonist? It's definitely quirky.
I'm always brave when testing, because - soap and water are always to hand in case of a disaster. Ergo, a new fragrance is often sprayed on different parts of the body.
In the case of petrol, a) the deco.... well, the space above the boobs, and b) the inside of the forearm.

Something came out of the bottle that smelled more like "Ashes to Ashes" than "gasoline". Or what was that Rammstein song with the kid on fire? Help me?
The opening is definitely reminiscent of the morning after a heavy campfire party. The fire has burnt down, the morning mist smells of ash, and since everyone has a thick head, it smells all the more unpleasant. Especially for the clean-up team.
But lo and behold: very slowly, the pungent smell of ash dissipates and a mineral note - wet stones? - and salt, roasted salt. There is also an underlying warmth reminiscent of peaty whiskey (Lagavulin, yeah!) and a very distant hint of resin. The initially overpowering aroma softens and becomes a companion that is still quite perceptible, but no longer dominant.

The fragrance pyramid promises a hint of sweetness through rum and birch, which I hardly notice in the practical test.
However, my gut feeling is that you can layer petrol well with something bitter-sweet - I'm going to try it out a bit and already have one or two ideas....... (The combination with the Waidmann should work great)

So if you like unusual fragrances, you should take a sniff here.

A few words about the durability:
I'm a little disappointed right now.
Sprayed both fiery fragrances on about 2 hours ago.
Left arm: gasoline. Only perceptible in traces
Right arm: The Jenny Glow thingy, which smells subtle but perceptible in every facet.

Epilogue:
I would like to point out that what I am describing here refers to a freshly opened bottle. More than 40 years of testing, buying and using fragrances have taught me that the water in the bottle can still change in the weeks following the first tentative spray. Once again, my gut feeling tells me that BENZIN will also mature in the opened bottle.

And if you find any spelling mistakes, you can keep them.

It's the 23rd calendar week of 2021. Second summer of the pandemic - the most dangerous ever and ever and for all time, says Angie M..

Here in the north of the Repüblik, the situation is quite relaxed, the subjects have been allowed to shop again without obstacles for some time now, thanks to a low level of danger.
Well, the stupid mask from excellent Chinese plastic production remains. If already no sport drives us the sweat in the face, the mask does it certainly.

In this difficult time, a rebellious Schleswig-Holstein older woman takes a look at her scent supplies and freezes:
The bottle with the favorite fragrance has reached the filling level of 50%. Half full or half empty - it doesn't matter. The scent won't last the year, the next three months, possibly even the summer.
And who knows, maybe soon everything will be tight again? Wave No. 4? No repurchase possibility? Paaaanik!

So despite all the masquerade off to the nearest turquoise perfumery, which sells this fragrance as its own brand.
Bottle checked, bagged and paid. The northern light is happy.

"Oh" says the very nice Douglette. "I'll give you another one there!"

A sample?
Nope, a piece of turquoise tissue paper, wetted with an albeit very delicious scent.
When I asked what was there (just in case it should please), she held up a flacon in the shape of a sharp-red-gold stiletto shoe and spoke conspiratorially: "The new one!"
Ah yes, Carolina's red heel. The Very Good Girl.
Ahem..... Don't very high red shoes tend to represent ladies of loose morals?

So the Schleswig-Holstein then buzzed off home, at 23 ° C in the shade.
On the left arm smelled the (generous) free splash of the much-loved Seathalasso, on the right, in the little bag, the red shoe.
Both met in the light sea-side wind in the middle, at the level of the wearer's nose. And somehow matched so perfectly to a new fragrance event, that already wild layering thoughts came up.....

The Schleswig-Holstein is of course me.
And I am still torn.

On the tissue paper, the scent smells like a birthday in a summer allotment, among flowering bays, ripe fruit bushes, and a coffee table with currant tartlets.
The good ones, with biscuit base, real vanilla pudding and fresh red jióhannisberries under a slightly lemony layer of cake icing. Vielelicht still a dab of cream on top.
Simply delicious. Hach........

The desire great, the purchase reflex even greater, it went two days later again in the perfumery to test the fragrance on the skin.

The entttäuschcung was large.
On the skin he did not "work".
The delicious fruity, which I loved so much on the tissue paper, was somehow non-existent. Och nööö!
What remained was a rose vanilla mix. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't bad.
But unfortunately too arbitrary to put for 30ml EdP 68 euros on the table.

The last word is still not spoken.
Maybe I'll give the good girl a chance after all?
Opposites attract, as we all know, and soon it's birthday time........

However, I must again really grumble:
I suspect that this elaborate flacon is about half the price.
If empty, frau will pick it up once, throw away when repurchase.
Why is it actually not possible to offer refill options? Or a deposit system?
I would be there. My heart bleeds every time I have to dispose of a beautiful flacon.......

Since I let myself be seduced.
This fragrance was part of my first order at QVC.
The focus was actually on a piece of clothing........

Let me briefly quote the imprint on the outer packaging:
Elegant freshness, finest floral essences.
Citrus notes and finest nuances of jasmine, rose and magnolia.
In addition, a base of sandalwood. Musk and patchouli.

The citrus notes unfortunately fail entirely.
The white flowers, namely jasmine and magnolia, go with the woods and herbs, especially patchouli, a quite (in)beautiful wicked soapy Verbindg. Rose? May be.
You get something here, which is very reminiscent of the 70/80s product Fenjala.
Bath Oil. With a much woodier base.

Must like
On the hair, not on the skin , sprayed I find the fragrance actually quite cool,
Nevertheless, 30 Eiuro per 100ml are already sporty, especially since there is extremely similar already for less money.........

Finger away, if you do not like heavy, woody fragrancese.