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I have a gift. And before my critics here roll their eyes, according to the motto "The old plays up again", let me briefly explain the concept of gifts... Everyone has one or more gifts, you don't choose them, you get them along the way.
There are beGifted musicians, storytellers, comforters, gardeners, hosts, artists, etc.
Some gifts are obvious, others you only recognize as you go along.
And one of my gifts is matchmaking (not driving, Knut asks) no, I'm a kind of Frisian Armor.
Supposedly I already matched the caretaker with my kindergarten teacher when I was in kindergarten, but I can't remember that.
I can kind of sense when people are a good match. I set up my bandmate with my chimney sweep, the nice bakery lady with a neighbor, college friend with sister, etc.
Honestly true, I was given flowers at weddings, I was mentioned in wedding sermons and children were named after me, no kidding ! Mostly the whole thing runs so that I initiate the woman and invite to me, while I say to the potential partner : " Come to the barbecue and on'n beer around ", that always pulls. Man is then loose, because he does not know what it's all about, and schwuppdiwupp, in 80% of cases " Love is in the air".
Now I was thinking, while I'm testing "By the Fireplace", whether I bring the quota to 100%
if I use my new scent skills....
'Replica- By the Fireplace' by Maison Margiela is more smell than scent in my eyes (er, nose) . The smell of campfire and sweet stuff.
That can be very attractive to certain women, if the potential male is able to make fire. Transports yet somehow an archetypal masculinity, freeze it must already times not.
The violent synthetic sweetness of vanilla, is then so'ne kind of testosterone inhibitor. Because it should not be toouu masculine, rather sweet, cuddly, understanding and cuddly. Replica' achieves this easily, the fire-maker becomes a marshmallow- understanding woman, whose shaved chest a woman likes to snuggle up to. Complex and profound he is also not, that is in the long run only exhausting with the man...
Well, you notice already, while I write here becomes clear, in my quiver belong no longer only arrows, but in any case also a sample ' Replica By the Fireplace'.
See you over sausages and beer.