12/07/2020

Lockenkopf
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Lockenkopf
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Childhood memories or pore-deep clean and shiny white
We used to have an inn. I remember how we always had to take the moistened table linen to the mangle two streets away.
When I arrived there, I could see through the windows the laughing and chattering women in their white coats.
When the door opened, humid air with the scent of freshly laundered laundry hit you.
And it was exactly at this moment that I remembered yesterday, when Byredo Blanche kept getting up my nose.
Yesterday I was a child again in my thoughts and ran in the sunshine with my sister to the hot mangle... between us the basket with laundry.....
Conclusion: beautiful, pure and clean laundry scent.
and today I smell again pore-deep clean and shining white ?
When I arrived there, I could see through the windows the laughing and chattering women in their white coats.
When the door opened, humid air with the scent of freshly laundered laundry hit you.
And it was exactly at this moment that I remembered yesterday, when Byredo Blanche kept getting up my nose.
Yesterday I was a child again in my thoughts and ran in the sunshine with my sister to the hot mangle... between us the basket with laundry.....
Conclusion: beautiful, pure and clean laundry scent.
and today I smell again pore-deep clean and shining white ?
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