Oh, dear, what are you doing to me...?!
Sprayed yesterday, spurned at first too spicy, later increased because of the many sweetness... And yet the whole time at least irritated... Today I slept well, had a fresh shower and was ready to go. I put on the Puli from yesterday and went shopping... And there it was; something I couldn't grasp and yet caused a riot of my synapses on the short way to the supermarket. When it dawned on me, I was already home. Ergo: I just wore my jacket and still smell the scent on my wrist (3 hours later, without spraying on, only from yesterday!)... And I am so "through"... It's a Boderliner scent, I can say: I hate you, don't leave me! If the head were only a tiny bit less spicy and the base only a little bit bombon-like - I would sit down and never want to look up again. These are fragrances that are extremely difficult to let go of and yet have to realize that they are far too toxic in their entirety for a life-long romance...