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07/29/2018
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Summery Menscheln
I thought puns were more of an English than an American specialty. But since "Limestone" means limestone, as I have just learned, it must be one, because what is meant is unquestionably "Lime" and "Stone".
The fragrance - which is miraculous - begins with the fraction "Lime". Herb-citric he opens. The fruitiness of it vanishes (at first) within seconds, a trace of spicy, almost algae-like greens also loses itself quickly, instead a rocky note is superficially present, for which mussel shells are actually a suitable picture, I don't need a "roasted" one.
Soon, however, a light sprinkle of sherbet powder (Citral?) accompanies an amazingly sweet side of the once bitter citrus fruit. That's close to lemonade. A first-class one, of course, with a sugar plörre à la Fanta has nothing to do with that. At the latest a hunch of smokiness reminds me of Durgas 'Italian Citrus', a top reference. A few minutes pass before I also recognize (completely effortless) jasmine in the sweetness. The dignified fruit sweetness asserts itself well against the Meinetwegen mussel shells.
According to the manufacturer, the rocky material is supposed to represent a sea breeze. Yeah, we've heard it all before, yawn... Unspectacular and ordinary at best. The great thing, however, is that it works today, without regret, so to speak. Nothing about this pleasantly unaquatic sidearm aquatics part is or ever will be musty or brackish, there is also no stale DIY store artificial wood. Sacht the mineral-maritime half roughens the fruit pleasantly and approaches the sweetness in a well dosed manner. Costus may be responsible for a hint of a breath of an earthy impression.
Unfortunately the Sillage passes quickly in the direction of skin. Too bad, because the fragrance radiates a not really tangible or identifiable summer humanity of that kind, which does not have to be hidden, beyond what is openly shown. Maybe like in the evening after a day at the beach, much bathing and sun cream included.
Conclusion: I cannot comprehend the mediocre to poor ratings so far. Clearly the radiance of chemically-supported citrus freshlings is lacking. But the prickling and the bittersaure sweetness do their thing in a natural way damn well. And - admittedly on a very quiet level - 'Limestone' develops some stamina. To a certain extent the Sillage problem seems to be put into perspective by a large number of orders, but I have only tried this once and only selectively, so as not to put too much strain on the small sample (many thanks to robins!) circling in the natural fragrance test round.
The fragrance - which is miraculous - begins with the fraction "Lime". Herb-citric he opens. The fruitiness of it vanishes (at first) within seconds, a trace of spicy, almost algae-like greens also loses itself quickly, instead a rocky note is superficially present, for which mussel shells are actually a suitable picture, I don't need a "roasted" one.
Soon, however, a light sprinkle of sherbet powder (Citral?) accompanies an amazingly sweet side of the once bitter citrus fruit. That's close to lemonade. A first-class one, of course, with a sugar plörre à la Fanta has nothing to do with that. At the latest a hunch of smokiness reminds me of Durgas 'Italian Citrus', a top reference. A few minutes pass before I also recognize (completely effortless) jasmine in the sweetness. The dignified fruit sweetness asserts itself well against the Meinetwegen mussel shells.
According to the manufacturer, the rocky material is supposed to represent a sea breeze. Yeah, we've heard it all before, yawn... Unspectacular and ordinary at best. The great thing, however, is that it works today, without regret, so to speak. Nothing about this pleasantly unaquatic sidearm aquatics part is or ever will be musty or brackish, there is also no stale DIY store artificial wood. Sacht the mineral-maritime half roughens the fruit pleasantly and approaches the sweetness in a well dosed manner. Costus may be responsible for a hint of a breath of an earthy impression.
Unfortunately the Sillage passes quickly in the direction of skin. Too bad, because the fragrance radiates a not really tangible or identifiable summer humanity of that kind, which does not have to be hidden, beyond what is openly shown. Maybe like in the evening after a day at the beach, much bathing and sun cream included.
Conclusion: I cannot comprehend the mediocre to poor ratings so far. Clearly the radiance of chemically-supported citrus freshlings is lacking. But the prickling and the bittersaure sweetness do their thing in a natural way damn well. And - admittedly on a very quiet level - 'Limestone' develops some stamina. To a certain extent the Sillage problem seems to be put into perspective by a large number of orders, but I have only tried this once and only selectively, so as not to put too much strain on the small sample (many thanks to robins!) circling in the natural fragrance test round.
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