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Calabrian bergamot
Sicilian orange
Sicilian lemon
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Amber
Bourbon vanilla
White musk
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Notes11/07/2021
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No Mercy
Please forgive me, but unfortunately, after the fourth, extensive Xerjoff test, I now think I dislike them all. I can not get to it. There's something in all of them that I find disgusting and that always feels like a slap in the face. There is nothing hidden, no subtle sexiness but rather something like inflatable boat lips and made tits...Sorry, that is now very politically incorrect but so it feels to me...
This phenomenon brings some of the popular, modern and hyped niche fragrances, all of which impress with crushing sillage, atomic durability and a presence like a narcissistic bulldozer. But in doing so, in my opinion, shoot far beyond the target and slay me with your intensity.
Which, in turn, makes me worry that a lot of people these days seem to be starting to accept this overstimulation that's happening as normality in our hyper-civilized, technologized daily lives. Netflix, TikTok, porn and an overdose of social media - non-stop, all day long. And we only live here in Central Europe, what will it look like in SupersizeMe-America? Just yesterday, unfortunately, I experienced the same thing with Delina from Parfums de Marly. I know, now I get double trouble from the fans, I'm sorry *cough*.
At the same time, I am absolutely no opponent of molecules and the right amount of synthetics, quite the opposite.
To the fragrance: Already sniffing the atomizer lets me overdosed Ambroxig sweaty guess and it immediately forms this unpleasant pulling at the back of the nasal passages down to the throat. The first (and only) spray unfortunately confirms that I am too weak and that ultra concentrated retort water too strong. When the frontal assault has subsided somewhat, I can smell artificial flowers. And chewing gum. Unfortunately, I don't manage to define this any further. The sweetness and squeakiness doesn't subside even after 40 minutes. I only perceive a progression in that the pungent becomes less and less. The overall experience is simply very intense and certainly there are many who are looking for exactly that and love - I belong in this case rather not.
At least I like the kitschy, velvety bottles totally super and there seems to be an overall artful concept behind it with this "on the face" character, which in turn gives the whole thing a better classification as an intentional performance of the overloaded and appeases me at least as an aesthete.
I guess there always has to be a counter-experience to everything: instead of tender, gentle, subtle and mystical, it's a lot, loud and over the top. In any case, I must be better prepared for this in the future with these grenades, if I should, despite everything, dare to go further.
Because one thing is for sure: Even if it is too crass now, it can be different another time. One should always remain open to new impressions.
This phenomenon brings some of the popular, modern and hyped niche fragrances, all of which impress with crushing sillage, atomic durability and a presence like a narcissistic bulldozer. But in doing so, in my opinion, shoot far beyond the target and slay me with your intensity.
Which, in turn, makes me worry that a lot of people these days seem to be starting to accept this overstimulation that's happening as normality in our hyper-civilized, technologized daily lives. Netflix, TikTok, porn and an overdose of social media - non-stop, all day long. And we only live here in Central Europe, what will it look like in SupersizeMe-America? Just yesterday, unfortunately, I experienced the same thing with Delina from Parfums de Marly. I know, now I get double trouble from the fans, I'm sorry *cough*.
At the same time, I am absolutely no opponent of molecules and the right amount of synthetics, quite the opposite.
To the fragrance: Already sniffing the atomizer lets me overdosed Ambroxig sweaty guess and it immediately forms this unpleasant pulling at the back of the nasal passages down to the throat. The first (and only) spray unfortunately confirms that I am too weak and that ultra concentrated retort water too strong. When the frontal assault has subsided somewhat, I can smell artificial flowers. And chewing gum. Unfortunately, I don't manage to define this any further. The sweetness and squeakiness doesn't subside even after 40 minutes. I only perceive a progression in that the pungent becomes less and less. The overall experience is simply very intense and certainly there are many who are looking for exactly that and love - I belong in this case rather not.
At least I like the kitschy, velvety bottles totally super and there seems to be an overall artful concept behind it with this "on the face" character, which in turn gives the whole thing a better classification as an intentional performance of the overloaded and appeases me at least as an aesthete.
I guess there always has to be a counter-experience to everything: instead of tender, gentle, subtle and mystical, it's a lot, loud and over the top. In any case, I must be better prepared for this in the future with these grenades, if I should, despite everything, dare to go further.
Because one thing is for sure: Even if it is too crass now, it can be different another time. One should always remain open to new impressions.
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