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Don't leave me hanging on the telephone (but who knows what it's good for)
Dot I got together with Honey and now they also get their comment shortly after each other.
But while Honey inspired me to a joyful hymn of praise in the truest sense of the word, things are a little different with Dot.
Nevertheless, Dot and Honey not only have design features of the bottle and the perfumers in common, but also a good piece of the base and my confusion about their scent pyramids:
Also with Dot I do not smell for the first time what is indicated.
Dot starts with violet leaf, and it's overwhelming violet leaf, so intense that I think there might be a good portion of what I've learned to smell as pepper in fragrances. Real pepper smells completely different to me.
So Dot, unlike Honey's "Ohhh!", starts with an "Uff!"
This somewhat stuffy and artificial density of the opening is too much for me and I am quickly inclined to dismiss it. But stop! Now something is added. This is much nicer. They are intense fruits, here rather fresh berry fruits, tangy, cheeky and by no means as mild and reserved as the melon, the peaches and the pear in honey. Instead of honey sweetness, Dot also has a dash of acid and pep. This is less elegant, but it shakes the wearer up: "Hey, move it, there's more in the world than to mess up in your everyday life! And that's when I move - out of the bathroom. I won't wash it off after all.
Jasmine and Orange Blossom, my dreaded Duo Infernale of piercing dominance, is almost drowning here, you can hardly believe it.
With these intensive berries and, for my sake, dragon fruit with a good deal of fresh acidity, even the peppered violet leaf has a hard time. In the heart note, an extraordinary, fruity berry scent with a unique selling point emerges, which neither stale and fermented or sugared, nor smells like laboratory common fruit. Nothing is artificially held back or exalted here.
Somehow this refreshing directness also has something for itself, I think
Thank God I don't smell coconut water. I often perceive coconut as fig and I almost never like fig in perfumes, at least not this coconut fig. Neither of them seems to be in here. I also don't really perceive musk and wood, although I suspect that these two contribute to my stuffy violet-leaf impression, because I find many musk and wood fragrances unpleasantly suffocating But vanilla, as with Honey, is hardly ever there either. I only notice it because I know she's supposed to be there.
No musk, no wood, hardly any vanilla - there is nothing left from the base! Maybe there is no base at all? But there is one, but it's also different than expected.
Surprisingly, the peach from Honey now appears here quite quietly and secretly. Together with the rest of the berries and the dragon fruit, as well as a touch of vanilla, Dot now approaches her more elegant sister Honey a little bit.
Nevertheless, they can still be distinguished. If Honey is Abba, Dot is more like Blondie
The durability and sillage of the two are again similar, namely already quite decent, about in the middle between an Amouage and an average designer fragrance.
After my violet-leaf pepper shock, I immediately offered Dot twice in a swap game. It was not taken either time. Maybe that's the way it's supposed to be. Maybe I'll learn to love him after all? Maybe I'd regret giving him away?
I don't know. I'm still hanging between the chairs or in the pipe.
"Don't leave me hanging on the telephone,
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone..."
But who knows what it's good for.
But while Honey inspired me to a joyful hymn of praise in the truest sense of the word, things are a little different with Dot.
Nevertheless, Dot and Honey not only have design features of the bottle and the perfumers in common, but also a good piece of the base and my confusion about their scent pyramids:
Also with Dot I do not smell for the first time what is indicated.
Dot starts with violet leaf, and it's overwhelming violet leaf, so intense that I think there might be a good portion of what I've learned to smell as pepper in fragrances. Real pepper smells completely different to me.
So Dot, unlike Honey's "Ohhh!", starts with an "Uff!"
This somewhat stuffy and artificial density of the opening is too much for me and I am quickly inclined to dismiss it. But stop! Now something is added. This is much nicer. They are intense fruits, here rather fresh berry fruits, tangy, cheeky and by no means as mild and reserved as the melon, the peaches and the pear in honey. Instead of honey sweetness, Dot also has a dash of acid and pep. This is less elegant, but it shakes the wearer up: "Hey, move it, there's more in the world than to mess up in your everyday life! And that's when I move - out of the bathroom. I won't wash it off after all.
Jasmine and Orange Blossom, my dreaded Duo Infernale of piercing dominance, is almost drowning here, you can hardly believe it.
With these intensive berries and, for my sake, dragon fruit with a good deal of fresh acidity, even the peppered violet leaf has a hard time. In the heart note, an extraordinary, fruity berry scent with a unique selling point emerges, which neither stale and fermented or sugared, nor smells like laboratory common fruit. Nothing is artificially held back or exalted here.
Somehow this refreshing directness also has something for itself, I think
Thank God I don't smell coconut water. I often perceive coconut as fig and I almost never like fig in perfumes, at least not this coconut fig. Neither of them seems to be in here. I also don't really perceive musk and wood, although I suspect that these two contribute to my stuffy violet-leaf impression, because I find many musk and wood fragrances unpleasantly suffocating But vanilla, as with Honey, is hardly ever there either. I only notice it because I know she's supposed to be there.
No musk, no wood, hardly any vanilla - there is nothing left from the base! Maybe there is no base at all? But there is one, but it's also different than expected.
Surprisingly, the peach from Honey now appears here quite quietly and secretly. Together with the rest of the berries and the dragon fruit, as well as a touch of vanilla, Dot now approaches her more elegant sister Honey a little bit.
Nevertheless, they can still be distinguished. If Honey is Abba, Dot is more like Blondie
The durability and sillage of the two are again similar, namely already quite decent, about in the middle between an Amouage and an average designer fragrance.
After my violet-leaf pepper shock, I immediately offered Dot twice in a swap game. It was not taken either time. Maybe that's the way it's supposed to be. Maybe I'll learn to love him after all? Maybe I'd regret giving him away?
I don't know. I'm still hanging between the chairs or in the pipe.
"Don't leave me hanging on the telephone,
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone..."
But who knows what it's good for.
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