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The ghost of Dunhill for Men 1934
is right here now.
Naturally more ethereal, less tangible and he doesn't want to be afraid anymore.
I know or owned Dunhill for men and somehow he didn't really like me, although I would have liked him so much. The reason is the following: I know a nice, white-haired (full), but quite certain, approx. 75 year old gentleman, who would have been visually perfect a British colonel of the colonial era (incl. giant schnauzer). This man always smells of tobacco original (M&W) and often I wanted to ask him (theoretically) if he would like to have this scent in better (Dunhill for men). Of course I did not do that, the reaction from him would most likely have been a bird show, or something like that, rightly so.
However, I had once worn Dunhill for men and he met me (again with TO) and I noticed that I had more in common with the mid-70s white-haired colonel than I liked and I am not that far yet.
But now back to Avon Black Suede. Avon's perfumer must have had this colonel in mind as well in 1980, who he would have liked to rejuvenate a little, but still wanted to leave his destiny to him. It should be less leathery, bitter and musty, but the tonka bean a little sweeter. Its stiffness should only stand out or better reach out subliminally through fine, weak herbs and spices. Rather like a weak perfume, rather than a heavy EDC, he should appear. Unfortunately, the chief physician made a small mistake during this rejuvenation cure, which he knew in advance and could not avoid; he had to synthesize; on the one hand the non-existing means - on the other hand to take note of or better said to perceive his buyers of this ultimately not failed rejuvenation cure.
The true, real and unaffected colonel can wait 25 years for me.