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The Sound of Music
How similar they are. Music and a perfume. Emotions and memories are awakened and stimulated. Addressing the senses. Gates of emotion open, so everything that's behind them rushes out. Let's make a comparison The music is chosen and the fragrance is also on. Mrs.Gace Jones and Ambre Doré let me fly in an endless loop of power and passion. The controls are up....Departure!
Love is the Drug...It's not a big thing to wait for the bell to ring...it sounds in a flood of oud. The bell rings in my ears and in my nose. A start like an animal chase. Wild and free, the oud flees into my fragrance synapses. Fast and rhythmic is the beat to this song. Like the launch of Ambre Doré. A wild and
animalistic- demanding hunt from soft, dark Oud. Elegant and stirringly beautiful. Are we going higher?!
I've Seen That Face Before...Libertango.Yes,I've seen that face before! And all the faces dancing with the oud and the amber to this tango. Tango of molecules around me. Soft and very determining is the Tackt of eroticism. Creamy-soft moves the Styrax on the dance floor. The oud softly plays the accordion of tango rhythms in the semi-shade of the stage. The orchestra in the pale light of bitter-muffled saffron dust accompanies it. The atmosphere is bitter-herb like dry coriander. The hair is resisting eroticism and desire all over the body. Surrender of the resistance!
La vie en rose...No!...La vie d'Ambre Doré! It ends like a French chanson. Alive without remorse. Sandalwood is soft and creamy like the thoughts of the spent lifetime.
The myrrh is resinous and warm, like the tears of a lost love and smoky and spicy like the thoughts of vetiver. And everything sinks into the golden amber like a spotlight that only shines for you on stage and gets smaller and smaller until it gets dark on it.
Bow, end and applause!
Ambre Doré is like music to me. It is like sound that gets under your skin, it is like music that has accompanied you for a long time in your life and that you never forget. Music as beautiful and timeless as the beat of your heartbeat. In this case it is Mrs.Grace Jones, who combines an animalistic appearance with softness and highest perfection in all ups and downs. Provocative, fascinating, lascivious, smooth and perfectly staged! A singer and a perfume like they couldn't be more similar. The songs of Mrs.Jones have survived for decades and will continue to do so, as will Ambre Doré. It will also survive decades because it is perfect, unspeakably captivating and in my eyes already has an iconic value. Great!
Slave to the Rhythm...Slave to Ambre Doré