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08/02/2018
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When childlike curiosity is punished..
Visit from Berlin. "We still have a sandwich left from the ride, would anyone like it?" Curious, what such a "Stulle" might be wonderfully, I announced myself and then unfortunately had to chew an old edge. A similar experience followed when my grandparents asked my brother and me: "Do you actually like organic malt? I understood 'beer malt' and thought that the two of them - typical old people (i.e. everything from about Ü20) - simply had no idea about some things and meant "malt beer". "Sure, we like it!" The next time we visited, there was a pot of this funny syrup with which the children had been maltreated for generations (https://goo.gl/images/78kA5Q). Well, it's probably better than cod liver oil...
To the fragrance: Wax and resin in honey? Orange blossom honey, on the threshold to liqueur, downright bitter, quickly roughened by patchouli and darkened by tobacco because of me. It's almost medical. I'm thinking of the aforementioned 'organic malt', an impression that accompanies me throughout the morning and makes the scent oscillate strangely between edible and not edible.
In addition, 'Orange Blossom' is gradually broken down into a more orange and a more waxy part. Finally, in the middle stands our earthy, in context almost refreshing Patchouli.
Very idiosyncratic, but at least successful to the extent that I constantly feel the urge to smell. I'm just not quite sure whether I think it's a perfume or just something exciting in general. Orange Blossom' also has a little bit of a Christmassy room fragrance. Above all, this is due to the waxy background noise, which natural fragrances of this kind like to show. In association with Orange, certain associations can hardly be avoided.
In the afternoon the meanwhile candied orange gets a slight sting. It is then put back in the cupboard. Or - another trace - it is now hastily served in a wooden bowl. In other words: The centre of gravity of the fragrance shifts slightly. The orange emphasizes its bitter-compact side a little more and wood becomes clearer. The basic character of the bid does not change as a result.
Conclusion: Soon it will be Christmas time!
I'd like to thank the robins for rehearsing.
To the fragrance: Wax and resin in honey? Orange blossom honey, on the threshold to liqueur, downright bitter, quickly roughened by patchouli and darkened by tobacco because of me. It's almost medical. I'm thinking of the aforementioned 'organic malt', an impression that accompanies me throughout the morning and makes the scent oscillate strangely between edible and not edible.
In addition, 'Orange Blossom' is gradually broken down into a more orange and a more waxy part. Finally, in the middle stands our earthy, in context almost refreshing Patchouli.
Very idiosyncratic, but at least successful to the extent that I constantly feel the urge to smell. I'm just not quite sure whether I think it's a perfume or just something exciting in general. Orange Blossom' also has a little bit of a Christmassy room fragrance. Above all, this is due to the waxy background noise, which natural fragrances of this kind like to show. In association with Orange, certain associations can hardly be avoided.
In the afternoon the meanwhile candied orange gets a slight sting. It is then put back in the cupboard. Or - another trace - it is now hastily served in a wooden bowl. In other words: The centre of gravity of the fragrance shifts slightly. The orange emphasizes its bitter-compact side a little more and wood becomes clearer. The basic character of the bid does not change as a result.
Conclusion: Soon it will be Christmas time!
I'd like to thank the robins for rehearsing.
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