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Würza
A slightly hamy-smoky prelude leads directly over into sandpaper spice, which comes along as scratchy-grumpy (eugenolig) as the quite similar 'Vetivert' by Angela Flanders at the front. Only that 'Flora'... oh what: 'Würza' is quieter and more metallic in the approach, probably contribution of the camphor.
After about half an hour of grinding and emerizing it becomes more fruity. Orange fits and quite clearly also apricot. Soon a strange combination of metallic bearberry spice and mild fruit was created. At the same time it is apparently a Champaka-lose exception in the oeuvre of Mrs. Zaleta.
(sometimes quite pleasantly!)
Scene change
After a slow two hours, vanilla appears. Now it smells like rice pudding, garnished with a pinch of... sawdust. Reminds me of the scents of "Wonderchest", which almost smelled through the bank so and with it I could not at all. Today things are a little better, the appearance can also be interpreted as primarily creamy smoky vanilla. In addition, the chips come at least from halfway decent wood. It is rich in resin and therefore aromatic. The floral part has long since become an aura, rounded off by a hint of fruit.
Only in the course of the afternoon do the sawdust give rest and a creamy and creamy, relatively tart and with a touch of (solid!) wood and earthy, sour, rough patchouli underlaid vanilla takes over. Oud? Whatever. Not an absurd thought, anyway. A blob of vanilla pudding in the evening may be understood as a gag against the background of the middle section.
Conclusion: On the one hand, the smoky vanilla is good and the toe placed in the edible is basically acceptable, on the other hand, near the skin (here: everything from 10 cm down) the phase of the rice pudding annoys with sawdust in the long run. Altogether I find 'Flora' mixed and the title chosen very unhappy.
I thank Naimie54 for the rehearsal.
After about half an hour of grinding and emerizing it becomes more fruity. Orange fits and quite clearly also apricot. Soon a strange combination of metallic bearberry spice and mild fruit was created. At the same time it is apparently a Champaka-lose exception in the oeuvre of Mrs. Zaleta.
(sometimes quite pleasantly!)
Scene change
After a slow two hours, vanilla appears. Now it smells like rice pudding, garnished with a pinch of... sawdust. Reminds me of the scents of "Wonderchest", which almost smelled through the bank so and with it I could not at all. Today things are a little better, the appearance can also be interpreted as primarily creamy smoky vanilla. In addition, the chips come at least from halfway decent wood. It is rich in resin and therefore aromatic. The floral part has long since become an aura, rounded off by a hint of fruit.
Only in the course of the afternoon do the sawdust give rest and a creamy and creamy, relatively tart and with a touch of (solid!) wood and earthy, sour, rough patchouli underlaid vanilla takes over. Oud? Whatever. Not an absurd thought, anyway. A blob of vanilla pudding in the evening may be understood as a gag against the background of the middle section.
Conclusion: On the one hand, the smoky vanilla is good and the toe placed in the edible is basically acceptable, on the other hand, near the skin (here: everything from 10 cm down) the phase of the rice pudding annoys with sawdust in the long run. Altogether I find 'Flora' mixed and the title chosen very unhappy.
I thank Naimie54 for the rehearsal.
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