08/28/2018
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Damn, what's sticking to my wrist?
Recently at Wigger, the only "Tante Emma - Nischenparfümerie" in the whole of NRW (since Schnitzler was sold to Douglas), I asked the owner for a tobacco-heavy men's fragrance. His first idea wasn't bad, but it was still too "wintry" for me. Then it was Cuba.
A sprayer on the test strip and? ...I don't know. Best I spray it right on my wrist. Man what's the bottle ugly - no matter. So bsst, bsst, bsst (Mr. Wiggers look reveals that it was at least 1 bsst too much) and? ....still don't know.
A sour green tobacco note with an indefinable confusion appeared at first. But then it got really old Cuban and Fidel Castro himself seemed to be ghosting through the Wigger perfumery. Well, the point goes to Cuba, I thought.
Wait a minute, what's this? What's the use of that? ...Fidel! ...you fart :-(((((((
Thanks a lot to Fidel, too, now this sh....................................................... on my wrist. Now I got the salad. And Fidel, cool as a fiddle, takes cold cigar ashes from his olive green guerilla jacket. Okay, I want to believe it was the cigar ash!
After the "fartiness" has vanished, and that lasts about 2 minutes laaang, Cuba becomes really good.
A very dark, extra bitter and moist tobacco scent with a hint of lime and mint spreads. A fragrance that can't be more masculine. And while I still philosophize with Mr. Wigger about God and the perfume world, the purchase decision has long since been made.
In the next days I wore only Cuba and enjoyed his beautiful tobacco heart. Too bad this one can't be preserved.
In the base the tobacco and also the mint fades. The lime becomes clearer, even vetiver, clove and a hint of rum I was taking. The whole works now, without the "tobacco dampness" quite easily and dryly. Especially the lime seems to have fallen from the tree and dried by a merciless sun, even before putrefactive bacteria get wind of it.
All in all, I find the basis somewhat boring and powerless. Too bad!
Balance: Cuba starts (after Fidel's small Malör) very tobacco heavy - "old Cuban" from 0 to 10 points. And that, although Fidel didn't even light his cigar.
Sun-dried fruits, grasses and herbs then displace tobacco - point drop to 7!
Since "Cuba fragrance" with his golden heart can also give an impression of "Cuba country", he gets 8.5 points from me.
The shelf life is still very good when the silage drops steeply. In addition I would like to mention that I dare 6 - 8 sprays on the forearm and the smell sticks then in the Behaarung. Makes 4 points for silage and 9 for durability.
I have now come to appreciate the simple, even poor design of the bottle. A fancy bottle would be inappropriate. The old "Kuba-Land", which was skillfully staged, is simple and beautiful, but certainly not chic. So 8 points for the flacon.
A sprayer on the test strip and? ...I don't know. Best I spray it right on my wrist. Man what's the bottle ugly - no matter. So bsst, bsst, bsst (Mr. Wiggers look reveals that it was at least 1 bsst too much) and? ....still don't know.
A sour green tobacco note with an indefinable confusion appeared at first. But then it got really old Cuban and Fidel Castro himself seemed to be ghosting through the Wigger perfumery. Well, the point goes to Cuba, I thought.
Wait a minute, what's this? What's the use of that? ...Fidel! ...you fart :-(((((((
Thanks a lot to Fidel, too, now this sh....................................................... on my wrist. Now I got the salad. And Fidel, cool as a fiddle, takes cold cigar ashes from his olive green guerilla jacket. Okay, I want to believe it was the cigar ash!
After the "fartiness" has vanished, and that lasts about 2 minutes laaang, Cuba becomes really good.
A very dark, extra bitter and moist tobacco scent with a hint of lime and mint spreads. A fragrance that can't be more masculine. And while I still philosophize with Mr. Wigger about God and the perfume world, the purchase decision has long since been made.
In the next days I wore only Cuba and enjoyed his beautiful tobacco heart. Too bad this one can't be preserved.
In the base the tobacco and also the mint fades. The lime becomes clearer, even vetiver, clove and a hint of rum I was taking. The whole works now, without the "tobacco dampness" quite easily and dryly. Especially the lime seems to have fallen from the tree and dried by a merciless sun, even before putrefactive bacteria get wind of it.
All in all, I find the basis somewhat boring and powerless. Too bad!
Balance: Cuba starts (after Fidel's small Malör) very tobacco heavy - "old Cuban" from 0 to 10 points. And that, although Fidel didn't even light his cigar.
Sun-dried fruits, grasses and herbs then displace tobacco - point drop to 7!
Since "Cuba fragrance" with his golden heart can also give an impression of "Cuba country", he gets 8.5 points from me.
The shelf life is still very good when the silage drops steeply. In addition I would like to mention that I dare 6 - 8 sprays on the forearm and the smell sticks then in the Behaarung. Makes 4 points for silage and 9 for durability.
I have now come to appreciate the simple, even poor design of the bottle. A fancy bottle would be inappropriate. The old "Kuba-Land", which was skillfully staged, is simple and beautiful, but certainly not chic. So 8 points for the flacon.
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