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Clearly a case for a newly invented EU product warning!
Attention, attention! From the side of your wrist a powder storm approaches inexorably ---- wind force 8 ----- just the warning level was increased to Hurricane----- operate the spray button only after careful consideration and with appropriate care!
It is a miracle that the EU has not yet addressed the problem that some fragrances should clearly be accompanied by a note to that effect. And - just as with the basic data protection regulation, which costs me years of my life and MUCH grey hair - the spray button can probably only be released after the prior informed consent of the tester. Perhaps a double opt-in is also necessary or a new click on: I have read and understood the warnings and insist at my own risk that I push the spray button all the way down or something similar.... One sees, the DSGVO pursues me also already into my smell life!
So, my dears: That's exactly what I did when I tested Teint de Neige. Press the spray button all the way down. And because I flinched reflexively, as the Dufthurricane, no way! Tornado reached my nose, just a second sprayer just beside the first one.... There I was sitting on my sofa, a little stunned, trying to wade the powder clouds away in front of my nose so far that I could see the slightly tortured faces of my husband and sons again. Oha, one question after the impact of the scent bomb in our living room is definitely finally answered: This is NO scent for men... Also NO scent for teenagers..... Also NO fragrance for 11 year olds..... Since I realize that in my current olfactory overwhelming state I am an imposition on chip-eating, soccer-looking male beings, I retire to the next room with a book and a glass of wine to test my scent in peace.
I described the start in a very dissipated way - unfortunately, I can't say anything at all about individual fragrance components, because it was really an all-consuming powder cloud that attacked us. After a good hour, in which I breathe increasingly shallower, I actually discover that "Teint de Neige" really smells like flowers (I don't want to use the word "smells" at this point yet...). And a flower here has its trousers on, the sceptre in her hand, the crown on her head, swings the whip and has the supreme command over all the other little flowers, which shyly and submissively wear her royal cape and strew small plucked petals at her feet: HELIOTROP. His name may only be written in capital letters, but should NEVER be pronounced. This still strengthens Him and His power will grow and He will be the ruler over all the scents of the world...... Okay, you notice that my brain is still powdery.... and the last page of my book I have already read five times or so because "Teint de Neige" distracts me so much.
Jasmine, rose, ylang-ylang? Paah, these losers are not really allowed to play here, but only to applaud the MASTER from the edge of the playing field admiringly. But since ER is also bored to play with himself in the long run, he has waved MOSCHUS and VANILLE to his side. And there they are playing and playing and playing and playing ........ and at some point I am so exhausted by this exhausting perfume test that I fall asleep peacefully. But the next morning, oh yes, a miracle happened overnight. "Teint de Neige" is floating around me and has become a fluffy, soft, pale pink shimmering powder cloud! And this feminine scent veil, which does not correspond at all to my other scent preferences, pleases me extremely and accompanies me (also after a shower!) still several hours.
I don't like to say it and you mustn't tell my men: As soon as I have taken enough courage, I will repeat the test with a mini spray....