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Vetiveryl acetate
Cypress
Heart Notes
Bourbon vetiver
Base Notes
Cashmere wood
Musk
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Notes07/17/2021
Jonny94
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Jonny94
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A journey to the centre of childhood
It's the year 2000, a not-too-cold, snowless January morning. My world is completely in order and I look forward to the day ahead of me. With my just 6 experienced Lenzen I move far away from any problems of this world.
My father has already packed the lunch bag and loaded all the tools onto the trailer.
It's not a bit hard for me to get out of bed. It takes me exactly 3 minutes to do my morning routine.
Let's go!
The ride from the outskirts of town to my destination takes less than half an hour.
The road gets bumpier and in no time we're in the middle of a forest, which briefly feels like we've arrived in a faraway fairy tale world.
No time to think, because I see Grandpa, Uncle and my two cousins are already there too.
(What a feeling, because I haven't seen them in ages)
The adults have a quick exchange about the day's activities and a short time later the first tree falls. Incredibly, what a sheer force so a piece of wood can have...
The long-awaited moment is getting closer and closer. My father takes me briefly to him, swears me in and gives me the last little briefing for what feels like the hundredth time.
But by now I have neither eyes nor ears for it. Now the time has finally come.
I hold a small axe in my hands for the first time in my life.
Meanwhile, it has begun to rain lightly.
Everything around me blurs and I feel like a professional.
Determined, I trudge towards the felled tree and begin to limb it...
As some have written before me, sooner or later every perfumo encounters Encre Noir and either hates it or loves it.
Also with me it is a blind purchase, which I do not regret. Especially not at a price of 25€/100ml.
To smell out and describe the fragrance notes of this perfume exactly, I simply lack the experience, although I can say that the fragrance smells exactly like the childhood memory that I tried to describe above:
Fresh, sawed-off wood with a hint of rain. The moisture seeping through the treetops gathers on the first ferns sprouting from the ground all around. A light smoky note joins in as the damp spruce branches are burned in a large pile and a dense column of white smoke drifts up through the treetops.
H/S are more than sufficient (easily 6-7 hours perceptible), especially since it is one of those perfumes that I actually wear 100% for my own pleasure and not to dust off compliments. (Honestly, I have so far also hardly get any for EN)
The bottle is heavy and bulky, but by its simplicity including the cap of wood, at the same time elegant. (100ml variant)
Conclusion: I am heavily enthusiastic. The fragrance has everything to describe him definitely not as a mainstream fragrance. And that is mMn exactly what makes this fragrance. Of course, as always, everyone should make up their own mind, because tastes are known to differ. EN lets me, whenever I want, wallow in one of my fondest childhood memories and I can say with very high probability that this bottle in the course of my life will certainly not be the last of its kind.
My father has already packed the lunch bag and loaded all the tools onto the trailer.
It's not a bit hard for me to get out of bed. It takes me exactly 3 minutes to do my morning routine.
Let's go!
The ride from the outskirts of town to my destination takes less than half an hour.
The road gets bumpier and in no time we're in the middle of a forest, which briefly feels like we've arrived in a faraway fairy tale world.
No time to think, because I see Grandpa, Uncle and my two cousins are already there too.
(What a feeling, because I haven't seen them in ages)
The adults have a quick exchange about the day's activities and a short time later the first tree falls. Incredibly, what a sheer force so a piece of wood can have...
The long-awaited moment is getting closer and closer. My father takes me briefly to him, swears me in and gives me the last little briefing for what feels like the hundredth time.
But by now I have neither eyes nor ears for it. Now the time has finally come.
I hold a small axe in my hands for the first time in my life.
Meanwhile, it has begun to rain lightly.
Everything around me blurs and I feel like a professional.
Determined, I trudge towards the felled tree and begin to limb it...
As some have written before me, sooner or later every perfumo encounters Encre Noir and either hates it or loves it.
Also with me it is a blind purchase, which I do not regret. Especially not at a price of 25€/100ml.
To smell out and describe the fragrance notes of this perfume exactly, I simply lack the experience, although I can say that the fragrance smells exactly like the childhood memory that I tried to describe above:
Fresh, sawed-off wood with a hint of rain. The moisture seeping through the treetops gathers on the first ferns sprouting from the ground all around. A light smoky note joins in as the damp spruce branches are burned in a large pile and a dense column of white smoke drifts up through the treetops.
H/S are more than sufficient (easily 6-7 hours perceptible), especially since it is one of those perfumes that I actually wear 100% for my own pleasure and not to dust off compliments. (Honestly, I have so far also hardly get any for EN)
The bottle is heavy and bulky, but by its simplicity including the cap of wood, at the same time elegant. (100ml variant)
Conclusion: I am heavily enthusiastic. The fragrance has everything to describe him definitely not as a mainstream fragrance. And that is mMn exactly what makes this fragrance. Of course, as always, everyone should make up their own mind, because tastes are known to differ. EN lets me, whenever I want, wallow in one of my fondest childhood memories and I can say with very high probability that this bottle in the course of my life will certainly not be the last of its kind.
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