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Blindbuy 3.0 - Summer in Doha
For the benefit of the general public, I'll spare us another shallow "What's a perfume doing in times of Corona" joke, which can't even get a smile out of my very humorous (and extremely lovable) partner. My British humour has always met with a certain amount of rejection, perhaps also culturally. But my sweetheart at least always laughs politely, so that I don't lose face completely. But I think the above topic has been completely chewed through by now.
(For whom the opening credits should be too much: Skip directly to "TO THE SEAUTIFUL"!)
So at the end of a long (home office) day, I enter the online perfumery of my choice. I am looking for a fresh, long-lasting summer scent. And this is the third time.
Like the perfumes (is that really the plural form? And as a linguist I'm also interested to know since when the word "actually" is used in German), who are following my regular comments and statements here, maybe you know, I lived and worked in the Gulf State of Qatar for some years after my studies in Munich.
It was also there that my infinite love for heavy Arabic scents unfolded - rather a little too much oud than too little. But oud in summer. What might be possible during a walk at the Corniche of Doha or at the Souq Waqif is rather frowned upon here in our latitudes. So no oud in high summer. Somehow it just doesn't fit in here either.
At some point I came across the house Rasasi - not an unknown name in Doha, even though the perfume house mentioned above comes from the UAE. And inevitably I came across Hawas for Him along the way. An Arabian fragrance for the Central European summer? Is there really such a thing?
Nowhere could I test the fragrance, it was only available in an online perfumery. I don't like blindbuys. And I don't like them online either. Support your local vendor - or something like that. But the Corona crisis (here we go again) didn't want it any other way. So I ventured my third blindbuy.
When the fragrance arrived in the rather poor parcel packaging, my first thought was to send the fragrance back immediately. But inside the package I noticed that the scent was double and triple wrapped in padded foil and thus remained undamaged. I tore off the layers of foil - and with each layer an even more intense scent streamed into my nose. I could still hear spicy cardamom through the packaging. Had the scent leaked out?
Finally I landed at the box - it smelled so badly the woods and spices, I immediately saw myself on the souq waqif. And I was convinced: the scent must have run out. However, after an extensive inspection of the bottle, this was apparently not the case.
To the fragrance:
Two sprayers on the forearm. And it catapulted me straight back to Doha.
It is Friday (Friday corresponds in the Arabic world to our Sunday), it is summer, it is hot.
With my friends I had arranged another decadent Friday brunch, with big white SUVs we went through the desert to Fuwairit Beach. The white and pink (!) sand combined with the turquoise sea is at least as surreal as the beach villa tent where our Friday Brunch is going to take place.
The sea air surrounds me, I smell the intense scent of fresh fruit, I smell the sparkling champagne, I smell the cut flowers that stand around in decadent vases everywhere.
The air is flickering, the heat is almost unbearable, in the huge speakers the music of Amr Diab is playing, "Banadeek Ta'ala" is playing. Qataris sit at the table with their luxurious dish dashs (the traditional white robes) together with elegantly dressed expats from all over the world. A fresh breeze blows in from the sea, the beach villa tent is air-conditioned down to freezing temperatures.
This is how the Friday brunch begins.
After some time the exotic fresh fruit is put aside, no longer on the luxuriously laid tables, but on the edge of the buffet. Far enough that the refreshing smell is no longer constantly in your nose, but still so close that a breeze comes over sporadically. The cut flowers are still very present. Fresh and sweet. And the champagne is still flowing in streams.
Now also the deep spices start to play a role. They are strongly present, but do not take us by surprise. I mainly smell cinnamon from Zanzibar and cardamom from India. Everything meets here at Fuwairit Beach in Qatar.
Can't time stand still? Can't it stay like this forever?
"Don't worry, it'll stay that way!" the sea breeze whispers to me.
Several hours have already passed. Everything has stayed the way I wanted it to. The staff in the front walks around again and again, alternating with fruit bowls filled to bursting point. These are so huge that I wonder how one person alone can carry them. The metal of these bowls alone is so solid, but I only smell a minimal whiff of it. The metal is fogged over by the ice cubes on which the fresh fruit is placed. Now I can smell the different kinds of fruit... especially the overripe pineapple, the sugary melon and the tangy oranges.
When the champagne finally wears off, I also smell the fine woods on which the tent is built. Here in Doha, you can't go wrong with that. No simple wood. But highly complex cedar, sandalwood and amber have been used here. And it smells and smells and smells. I even feel the minimal notes of the varnish with which the woods were varnished. But only subliminally and only when the wind blows properly.
In the meantime it has become night. We were back in the city. I'm going to rest.
The next morning I walk past my tailor-made suit that I had worn yesterday. And once again I notice a tremendous breeze from all the wonderful smells that had accompanied me all day yesterday. It seems to me that I have taken them home with me.
Next Friday again?
Next Friday again!
Fragrance 8/10 - Perfect for the Friday brunch in Qatar, the exclusive club or just the midsummer of Central Europe.
Durability 20/10 - Holds without problems until the next shower. Care should be taken with the dosage.
Sillage 20/10 - Two sprayers and the whole apartment smells like it.
Flacon 5/10 - Only the contents count.
CONCLUSION:
Silverware expressed it perfectly: "Viva la Blindkauf" - I would do it again immediately and can only recommend it to everyone.
Shoukran, Ma'a Salama.
Peace out
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