01/11/2024
Parma
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Detroit
A Detroit summer. All the industrial deck is blown away. Sunbeams fill every corner. Birds in the air. Picnic baskets in the meadows. Children's laughter everywhere. And a steel-blue sky bathes the world in pure bliss. It doesn't get any better than this.
From the middle of one of the most industrialized areas of the United States comes this orange scent, free of all worries and bubbling over with good humor. Refreshing like a sip of lemonade, tangy like a bite into the flesh. Grapefruit, melon, fresh water, musk. I smell none of it. Just the most beautiful and lively orange I have ever encountered. With a slight hint of freshness. The latter is the only feature of the fragrance that I don't like one hundred percent. In the long drydown, it tends a little too much towards the processed food area with its slightly increasing sweetness (but is still wonderfully refreshing). Without this development, it would have received the highest rating from me.
Years ago, the trigger for my fragrance journey was sniffing an orange scent on a fellow student. Until now, there was no equivalent. Now I have found it. The rare stroke of luck of a fragrance that pleases in almost everything. In the complete olfactory picture, in persistence and presence (above average for a pure citrus fragrance and without the use of noticeable aroma chemicals), in the heart and in the head. Like one of those rare loves at first sight that remain so unbelievably easy to handle afterwards. Always ignited by just the smallest spark. Inexplicable. Thank you Detroit. Thank you Dover Street Parfumes Market. Thank you John Pegg.
From the middle of one of the most industrialized areas of the United States comes this orange scent, free of all worries and bubbling over with good humor. Refreshing like a sip of lemonade, tangy like a bite into the flesh. Grapefruit, melon, fresh water, musk. I smell none of it. Just the most beautiful and lively orange I have ever encountered. With a slight hint of freshness. The latter is the only feature of the fragrance that I don't like one hundred percent. In the long drydown, it tends a little too much towards the processed food area with its slightly increasing sweetness (but is still wonderfully refreshing). Without this development, it would have received the highest rating from me.
Years ago, the trigger for my fragrance journey was sniffing an orange scent on a fellow student. Until now, there was no equivalent. Now I have found it. The rare stroke of luck of a fragrance that pleases in almost everything. In the complete olfactory picture, in persistence and presence (above average for a pure citrus fragrance and without the use of noticeable aroma chemicals), in the heart and in the head. Like one of those rare loves at first sight that remain so unbelievably easy to handle afterwards. Always ignited by just the smallest spark. Inexplicable. Thank you Detroit. Thank you Dover Street Parfumes Market. Thank you John Pegg.
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