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Where's Vici?
"Sports reporter Bruno Moravetz once asked "Where's Behle?" in growing concern about the supposedly lost cross-country skier. My question could be, analogously, "Where's Vici?" However, I am sure that I have not lost a single specimen of it - I simply never had one. But I'll see that I test 'Vici' some day, too. The two siblings 'Veni' and, to anticipate, the present 'Vidi' I liked quite well.
And Vidi just didn't make it easy for me. A peppery-sharp start on a peculiarly watery surface, rather a garden pond than a maritime one. Sounds yucky, but amazingly, it's not. The promised cardamom is the greenest of all green Meinetwegen cardamoms and gets additional bite from a cheese-foot-sour addition that would have made me guess bergamot. If this is supposed to be the cucumber, it would be a strangely unpleasantly spiced, pickled specimen.
For a quarter of an hour I may wonder about this comical prelude, before a kind of quiet sea breeze intervenes soothingly and turns the scent into a woody aquatic continuation with a floral-spicy swab, which gradually makes its way in the direction of kümmelig-spicy artificial wood. This reminds in style strongly of Comme des Garçons, especially (although absolutely no twin!) '8 88' comes to my mind.
At midday, a new nuance is introduced, which moves the fragrance a little more towards warmth. An airy-cinnamon introduction leads over into an aura that is as ambry-vanillian as it is museum-dark woody, which further rounds off the maritime wateriness and the undiluted (presumably by means of properly ISO-pimped) remaining freshness.
Conclusion: Some strange single actions. And yet the overall picture is astonishingly coherent. I like it, although I don't know exactly why.
I thank Gerdi for the sample.
PS: Peculiar, amazing, strange, funny, strange, amazing. All these vocabulary I had to try.
And Vidi just didn't make it easy for me. A peppery-sharp start on a peculiarly watery surface, rather a garden pond than a maritime one. Sounds yucky, but amazingly, it's not. The promised cardamom is the greenest of all green Meinetwegen cardamoms and gets additional bite from a cheese-foot-sour addition that would have made me guess bergamot. If this is supposed to be the cucumber, it would be a strangely unpleasantly spiced, pickled specimen.
For a quarter of an hour I may wonder about this comical prelude, before a kind of quiet sea breeze intervenes soothingly and turns the scent into a woody aquatic continuation with a floral-spicy swab, which gradually makes its way in the direction of kümmelig-spicy artificial wood. This reminds in style strongly of Comme des Garçons, especially (although absolutely no twin!) '8 88' comes to my mind.
At midday, a new nuance is introduced, which moves the fragrance a little more towards warmth. An airy-cinnamon introduction leads over into an aura that is as ambry-vanillian as it is museum-dark woody, which further rounds off the maritime wateriness and the undiluted (presumably by means of properly ISO-pimped) remaining freshness.
Conclusion: Some strange single actions. And yet the overall picture is astonishingly coherent. I like it, although I don't know exactly why.
I thank Gerdi for the sample.
PS: Peculiar, amazing, strange, funny, strange, amazing. All these vocabulary I had to try.
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