Friday evenings, a small pub in the Ruhr area: expectant and attention-seeking, the four blondes stood there at the counter. The sweat was already beating down on them, because they had long since noticed that they were being watched and four gentlemen were heading straight for them and...emptied the four Pils in one go. "Gee whiz, you've got a train on you as if you'd been dumped in the desert two weeks ago!" "and that's the way he smells!"
Everyone roared and cheered while Wolle took a nose from himself and turned away in disgust. "Boys, that's what happens when you work hard like me." "You've only been fishing today!" "Anyway, I'm spraying some good stuff here, fellas. Ombre Leather 16."
"Yes, I do."
"The legendary OL 16?"
"That's the one."
"...ok, we don't know, wool."
"Me too, but I'm wearing perfume now, as you know." "It's obvious that you're trying to pick up women there after being banned everywhere else."
"But you can also test samples of scents So I read that this ombre leather is the best leather in the world and that's where I got it. We could test that."
"Okay," Hotte said, "but what about you and this chicken?" "Stop it, I thought when she was talking about the beer chord that there was a common flame being lit but in the end I didn't have that beery feeling with her, I lacked seriousness about beer. She doesn't ride a motorcycle either. I'm beginning to think that this is not a dating site for perfume lovers, like I am."
Nobody said anything and most of them looked embarrassingly touched to the ground until wool picked up the thread again. "Anyway, I knew that we owed it to Sparky, the Drunken Dolphin in our coat of arms, who seemed to be a vision to me at the time, to test this scent. There's no rum in it, Udo, so you're not allowed to join in."
In fact, Wool glorified the incident many years ago. He had been riding his motorbike drunk again, had lost his bearings several times and got off at Duisburg Zoo, which he thought was his garden. The front door he had guessed - or as they say in general: the dolphinarium - was locked, which is why Wolle forced his way in, fell into the pool and mistook the dolphins for his motorcycle crew. One of them made a noise that Woolle heard as "Hello, I'm Sparky the drunken dolphin". And so the club crest was born. Along with a hefty fine.
"You'd better serve, boss!" shouted Bolle Wolle. So they stood there and tested. They nodded their heads like this, poked at perfume and kept quiet. Until Totty said: "Either I got something else there or I had too much again today but it doesn't smell that great."
"That's probably true, it's identical to OL 18 except for the strong headache spreading beginning."
"Sweet leather, relatively straightforward, a little vanilla, and that's it. Anything else happening there?"
"This sweet one is meant to be softer, but nothing more. But it doesn't knock me out right now. I've smelled it many times."
"I think that after a few hours the leather comes through quite well, but that's something you've had elsewhere. That's probably due to the name and the fact that the water has been stopped. What do you think, wool?"
"I say, if it's too strong, you're too weak. But it's not too strong."
People looked at each other and then started to stagger back to the bar, which not everyone could do anymore, because the pub Biermageddon was the place to be; traditionally after Bieroween one of the classics in Wolles Eleven's calendar concerning the festivities. Only the strongest ones went home.
Ombre Leather 16 is partly worshipped here and I cannot share all this enthusiasm. Compared to OL 18 it is creamier, not so obtrusively sweet and therefore really better, but only becomes really good after hours when it really smells of leather. I cannot understand the constant comparisons to the Tuscan Leather because they are different. Of course you could say raspberry, so TL is sweet, but that is not quite true. In fact, TL starts out stronger because of the saffron and the sublimely perceptible roast aroma. OL 16 & 18 are both quieter, more simply knitted. Both are clearly sweet and only sweet. The leather dominates only after hours. Both are of course easier to wear than the TL but essentially they are simply different scents. For the price OL 16 is not worth buying. If OL 18 would smell like this, OL 18 would be worth a consideration. Leather from TF still offers the TL best, because it has many more facets and a more exciting scent.