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07/16/2018
Palonera
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with a little pain
It is - and here I am not sad at all - not even to some extent mine: the world of the boulevard with its bright lights, the shrill tones and the Talmi-Bling.
With centimetre-high letters in red and black on white, naked, shock-frozen, sensational of foreign shame.
Colourful, picture, express and what they're all called - over on the island just The Sun.
They show pictures that I don't want to see and print texts that are so shallow and sandy that often not even the ink holds.
Boulevard, Yellow Press, flying paparazzi - what can be good about it, if those godfathers of a fragrance are, I thought, also and perhaps just when Roja Dove is next to it?!
Buzz Entertainment Bottled" opens with balsamic resinous spices on my skin - the citric freshness of the pyramid may have swallowed up the heat of these days; however hard I try, it can't be found.
Instead, my nose recognizes a hint of hairspray, characteristic of white musk, but not listed.
That seems a little scratchy, but not really unpleasant.
Minutes later I'm imagining wood dust - a piece of newsprint? - and again a little later on my skin vanilla, those smoky-tropical-dark ones from "Noir Tropical" and "Eau des Missions".
Warm it is, soft it is and beautiful and not at all loud, not at all garish and shrill - no paparazzi annoy me on my skin, nothing works for the sake of the effect superficially whitewashed.
Summer-warm flowers are added by time, razor-sharply cut - somewhere metal still flashes, just for a moment.
It is already warm again, sun-warm, wood-warm, blossom-warm - a classically beautiful fragrance, very friendly-feminine, authentic and mature, quite elegant too.
With heart, with brain, with sensuality.
A Roja - sure, yes.
I don't know what that has to do with Boulevard.
And why he's hired, I can see now who wants him.
I'm going to wear my last drop tomorrow - and say goodbye with a little hurt.
PS: Bigalchen - thank you!
With centimetre-high letters in red and black on white, naked, shock-frozen, sensational of foreign shame.
Colourful, picture, express and what they're all called - over on the island just The Sun.
They show pictures that I don't want to see and print texts that are so shallow and sandy that often not even the ink holds.
Boulevard, Yellow Press, flying paparazzi - what can be good about it, if those godfathers of a fragrance are, I thought, also and perhaps just when Roja Dove is next to it?!
Buzz Entertainment Bottled" opens with balsamic resinous spices on my skin - the citric freshness of the pyramid may have swallowed up the heat of these days; however hard I try, it can't be found.
Instead, my nose recognizes a hint of hairspray, characteristic of white musk, but not listed.
That seems a little scratchy, but not really unpleasant.
Minutes later I'm imagining wood dust - a piece of newsprint? - and again a little later on my skin vanilla, those smoky-tropical-dark ones from "Noir Tropical" and "Eau des Missions".
Warm it is, soft it is and beautiful and not at all loud, not at all garish and shrill - no paparazzi annoy me on my skin, nothing works for the sake of the effect superficially whitewashed.
Summer-warm flowers are added by time, razor-sharply cut - somewhere metal still flashes, just for a moment.
It is already warm again, sun-warm, wood-warm, blossom-warm - a classically beautiful fragrance, very friendly-feminine, authentic and mature, quite elegant too.
With heart, with brain, with sensuality.
A Roja - sure, yes.
I don't know what that has to do with Boulevard.
And why he's hired, I can see now who wants him.
I'm going to wear my last drop tomorrow - and say goodbye with a little hurt.
PS: Bigalchen - thank you!
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