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They tried to make me go to Rehab - and I said no, no, no
May Amy Winehouse forgive me from the heavenly spheres for making her great song the headline of my disdainful commentary. But I'm a friend of getting things to the point and a lot of concise truth is in this, her line
Initio's "Rehab" is getting pretty hyped on the net. There's nothing wrong with hype and I think that the "Oud for Greatness", also from Initio, is a really great scent. Also the list of ingredients of "Rehab" sounded promising, so the conditions were good and I would have liked to join the crowd, but unfortunately I have to say: no. Or rather no, no, no.
Initio reminds me of former neighbours. More precisely, their dog. They had one of those little yappies that bark at everything in the world: passing buses, cyclists, pedestrians, street lamps, the sun, the moon, the sky, fine dust. My quite animal-loving character traits were put to the test - by this eternal, loud, penetrating, never-ending barking. And so it is with Rehab:
It opens loudly, similarly sweetly spiced cracking like Spicebomb Extreme. Then it becomes much softer and creamier, but still has a restlessness on my skin. It doesn't run, it somehow throbs all the time. And because the one on the bottle actually smells very tasty, I gave myself this drydown on my skin three times. The third time, when it was really hot, was the one I was most comfortable with. Then a bit of a memory of the fine pipe tobacco of Tom Ford's "Tobacco Vanilla" came up ...
But at the end of the day, Initio has something pungently annoying to me. I would describe it as a synthetic sweetness. And that yappy-sweet chord of scent gives me a headache over time. Certainly also due to two extremely positive characteristics of Rehab: The sillage is very strong, the shelf life is quite good. It's a pity, but there are things that don't go well together
I stood firm with that little yapper. Rehab had to come up with a radilac solution: Get out of the apartment with you, Bello.