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Picked up on the second nose
Since my Osswald shopping this exclusive Profumum Roma is new in my possession. For a long time I have been virtually sneaking around him, as I am looking for a replacement for my beloved Macadam from Il Profumo, which unfortunately is being discontinued. My wish was a fragrance that is very close to the vintage casmir that was my signature fragrance when I was young. Was Meringa able to fulfill this? To find out, I drove to Zurich to the Osswald perfumery and tested it.
The kinship with Casmir and also Macadam cannot be denied. I noticed this already with the first sniff, both on a cosmetic tissue and later on my wrist. But Meringa first does something that you wouldn't expect from a gourmand with a 90s vibe: it's fresh at first. Citric-fresh with lots of orange. I don't think it's wrong per se, but I'm not looking for a fresh scent. Hmm?
It was precisely this freshness at the start that, unlike me, enraptured my husband at once. "This makes him particularly unique," he said. "With this scent you stand out from the crowd, no one else smells like that. It has a high recognition factor." Okay, so that's a high recognition factor. I had to have it set first, and as the saleswomen at Osswand were so wonderfully patient, I was allowed to take a walk with Meringa so that we could get to know each other better. And we did. I kept sniffing my wrist. The orange and its freshness refused to go. But he should smell of orange blossom and not of fruit! Jasmine and Tonka joined them and the vanilla also slowly made its presence felt. But after about 30 minutes I also noticed a touch of vintage casmir, which made the fragrance more interesting for me. When we were back at Osswald I decided to take the little treasure home with me. After all, I had travelled to Zurich especially for Meringa. Going back home empty-handed and with nothing done was not an option after all. And Seta, who also liked me, refused to please my husband at all.
Before we left, the dear saleswoman sprayed me 3x with meringa. I myself did not find the fragrance so intense and persistent at first, but that was about to change. The longer I had it on my skin, the softer, softer and more present it became. Already in the late evening I was hopelessly infatuated with this scent. He reminded me more and more of my vintage cashmere from 20 years ago. Even the next morning when I woke up I could still perceive this dreamlike touch on my skin. I couldn't stop sniffing my sweater from the day before. Yeah, he's a bull's-eye. And he has what it takes to sign. I don't find the initial freshness so stupid anymore, because that makes it wearable in every season. Casmir and macadam cannot.
New Year's Eve, I'm gonna break out my new bottle. Yes, sometimes we chickens should really listen to our men!