03/15/2021

Goldlocke
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Goldlocke
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Way down in the musty cellar, behind the heavy door....
Immediately after spraying on you are in the damp basement of an old villa. Herb-modrige tangerine me herbaceous impact radiates from the wrist, vintage DNA makes the smell of an old, formerly magnificent villa perfect.
So I stay (thank God imaginary) about 10 minutes in the musty basement and wonder why this perfume is so hyped.
Then slowly and tentatively comes a hunch that there might be a vanilla at the end of the aisle of this cellar. She sparkles discreetly out of the herbaceous, pungent-smelling darkness and lures me close to her.
Closer and closer I get to her over the following minutes.
And all at once, that door opens to reveal a glorious, sparkling, warm amber room. Opulently fruity-sweet, even slightly powdery vanilla causes an association with soft, rich golden amber. I turn in the room and more and more beautiful, powerful and saturated this amber vanilla affects me. Where there was musty tangerine in the cellars described at the beginning, now there are freshly peeled tangerines with shaved lemon zest and the juice of ripe oranges mingles with the vanilla to form soft, deep, viscous syrup. Oh from this sparkling, warm, impressive amber room I don't even want to leave.
I don't have to, because this perfume continues to radiate this beguiling, opulent scent from my wrist into the evening hours. Again and again it pulls me into the Amber Room.
In the evening then in bed, after 10 hours on my wrist, is now such a soft vanilla perceived, as with hardly any other perfume. Still so full-bodied and soft, so beguiling and tempting accompanies me the vanilla to sleep, although now without the fresh lemons, but still with warm orange and I dream this night actually of an amber room ...
So I stay (thank God imaginary) about 10 minutes in the musty basement and wonder why this perfume is so hyped.
Then slowly and tentatively comes a hunch that there might be a vanilla at the end of the aisle of this cellar. She sparkles discreetly out of the herbaceous, pungent-smelling darkness and lures me close to her.
Closer and closer I get to her over the following minutes.
And all at once, that door opens to reveal a glorious, sparkling, warm amber room. Opulently fruity-sweet, even slightly powdery vanilla causes an association with soft, rich golden amber. I turn in the room and more and more beautiful, powerful and saturated this amber vanilla affects me. Where there was musty tangerine in the cellars described at the beginning, now there are freshly peeled tangerines with shaved lemon zest and the juice of ripe oranges mingles with the vanilla to form soft, deep, viscous syrup. Oh from this sparkling, warm, impressive amber room I don't even want to leave.
I don't have to, because this perfume continues to radiate this beguiling, opulent scent from my wrist into the evening hours. Again and again it pulls me into the Amber Room.
In the evening then in bed, after 10 hours on my wrist, is now such a soft vanilla perceived, as with hardly any other perfume. Still so full-bodied and soft, so beguiling and tempting accompanies me the vanilla to sleep, although now without the fresh lemons, but still with warm orange and I dream this night actually of an amber room ...
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