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Attracts yet repels.....
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!"
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.......