07/14/2019
Meggi
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Pepper with a difference
The stuff was called "Sigaprim" and was one of the various penicillin preparations in my childhood. I still have a good screaming pink juice in front of me. And it tasted just as artificial, creamy, as local anesthetic.
The prelude to 'Parfum Captive #1' reminds me of that. Mushroomy-furry would be another apt adjective. And pepper is now served with it, more hot than aromatic. With regard to its weight in the pyramidal data, I find it moderate in use - however, I am not a yardstick because I like to eat hot. Is that the reason why this candidate seems to me to be watery and pale? Even the hip light wood is only a breath. Now it doesn't smell like in a sawmill in a birch forest (the manufacturer refers to such a forest), so so be that as it may.
Besides, it seems to me there's a touch of watery fruit in between. So de-aromatized that I can't even name them. Maybe a piece of water ice that's been sucked out. Actually not in the narrower sense fruit, rather a rudimentary fruity, acidic aspect of something else. Hmm. Bergamot occasionally appears completely dewooted and alone citric-astringent. It's similar here.
And finally I read that Szechuan pepper is also called lemon pepper - certainly for good reason - and leaves a slightly numb feeling in the mouth. It all fits perfectly, especially since I had come to the first paragraphs honestly without any reading tutoring. It is possible to smell great fragrance design art, although I lack the imagination what this has to do with a birch forest.
In the course of the morning the fruity part gains substance and develops dry apricot ambitions. The iris, on the other hand, remains reserved. It is fresh and only minimally carotenic; the corresponding sweetness resembles that of a sip of fresh water after an extensive bath in the sea. On the second day of testing I perceive the iris stronger, but still discreet. A tiny splash of supplementary bitterness, possibly a nanolitre of bergamot, makes the lady even more distinctive. And if I think about it: Yes, 'Captive #1' may be called cum grano salis (at least also) an iris scent.
As I go on, the sour-fruity direction and the Sacht sweetness from the iris corner undoubtedly provide a certain inner tension, but unfortunately the matter becomes monotonous to me over the afternoon in its immutability in the long run.
Conclusion: The spark may not really jump over, but 'Captive #1' is a noble and universally wearable fragrance, ultimately more aura than perfume.
I thank Garcon for the sample.
* At our Höker in the village, the said water ice was available at that time for - I mean - a penny a piece; on the summer way home from primary school at the end of the 70s. For the younger ones among us: the "penny" has meanwhile fallen, namely to the euro as a victim.
The prelude to 'Parfum Captive #1' reminds me of that. Mushroomy-furry would be another apt adjective. And pepper is now served with it, more hot than aromatic. With regard to its weight in the pyramidal data, I find it moderate in use - however, I am not a yardstick because I like to eat hot. Is that the reason why this candidate seems to me to be watery and pale? Even the hip light wood is only a breath. Now it doesn't smell like in a sawmill in a birch forest (the manufacturer refers to such a forest), so so be that as it may.
Besides, it seems to me there's a touch of watery fruit in between. So de-aromatized that I can't even name them. Maybe a piece of water ice that's been sucked out. Actually not in the narrower sense fruit, rather a rudimentary fruity, acidic aspect of something else. Hmm. Bergamot occasionally appears completely dewooted and alone citric-astringent. It's similar here.
And finally I read that Szechuan pepper is also called lemon pepper - certainly for good reason - and leaves a slightly numb feeling in the mouth. It all fits perfectly, especially since I had come to the first paragraphs honestly without any reading tutoring. It is possible to smell great fragrance design art, although I lack the imagination what this has to do with a birch forest.
In the course of the morning the fruity part gains substance and develops dry apricot ambitions. The iris, on the other hand, remains reserved. It is fresh and only minimally carotenic; the corresponding sweetness resembles that of a sip of fresh water after an extensive bath in the sea. On the second day of testing I perceive the iris stronger, but still discreet. A tiny splash of supplementary bitterness, possibly a nanolitre of bergamot, makes the lady even more distinctive. And if I think about it: Yes, 'Captive #1' may be called cum grano salis (at least also) an iris scent.
As I go on, the sour-fruity direction and the Sacht sweetness from the iris corner undoubtedly provide a certain inner tension, but unfortunately the matter becomes monotonous to me over the afternoon in its immutability in the long run.
Conclusion: The spark may not really jump over, but 'Captive #1' is a noble and universally wearable fragrance, ultimately more aura than perfume.
I thank Garcon for the sample.
* At our Höker in the village, the said water ice was available at that time for - I mean - a penny a piece; on the summer way home from primary school at the end of the 70s. For the younger ones among us: the "penny" has meanwhile fallen, namely to the euro as a victim.
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