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You smell so good! Where's your bed?
So many negative or negative statements about a fragrance: it arouses my known curiosity.
If you know me, you know: I could also perform here under the name "Couriosità"; but it doesn't always have to be too obvious!
So when I had the chance to get this "Oud Star" scent as a sample, I immediately shouted: "Here!"
I had to get to the bottom of this.
How might this scent, commonly classified as "stinker" and "unwearable", develop on the non-hormonal skin of a cool fish blood?
Should I probably already adjust the water temperature of the shower and prepare the root brush?
Whoa! Not of everything! I want to keep this guy!
Even after hours I am still enraptured and happy that my bed is just freshly upholstered; so I can enjoy this scent for a few more nights.
It is truly not a petite little animal that sneaks through the dense jasmine bushes here!
The jasmine flowers, which make up a large part of this fragrance, are no longer so fresh and therefore pure white; some of them have brown edges and some are already decaying on the ground.
So this jasmine smells a bit horrible, superimposed and can use a light bergamot shower to start it off; although it wouldn't have been absolutely necessary.
Jasmine aroma in this state of decay generally pleases me as a kind of stimulant quite well.
But here a strong stream of voluptuous vanilla appears almost immediately.
On this rides now this already heavy jasmine prelude like Europe on the bull!
I would like to pay attention to this thought from my statement for a moment, while the vanilla/jasmine flow is roaring me.
According to legend, Europe, the daughter of the Phoenician king Agenor, was kidnapped by Zeus, the father of the gods, who was once again inferior to his sensual pleasure.
This time the old philanderer appeared as a bull and grabbed Europe, supported by his old buddy Hermes, who is also good for any crooked trick. (Well, yes!) The god of merchants and thieves - and the one born under the twin star!)
The Greek legends and also numerous paintings and other works of art prove this kidnapping.
And these representations make me wonder: wouldn't a virtuous young woman who has just been kidnapped and snatched from her family be frightened and crouched down on the back of this beast; wouldn't she also try to protect and descend her virginity by risking her life?
That's what one should think if one follows the reports of this tragedy.
But I always see only one upright and proud, sometimes even triumphant Europe enthroned on "their" bull.
(In France's allegory of the EU this Europe appears as "Marianne" and even proudly swings the tricolour!)
It almost seems to me that this king's daughter is happy to have finally met a real guy and to be able to leave the bores behind at her father's court.
Whether these smelled much better than the bull bursting with sensuality, be put there: freshly showered and sprayed these certainly did not appear there.
So Europe was with father Zeus on the way to Crete; there she surely had more opportunity to wear her new red lace lingerie and could forget the cotton underwear with daisies once and for all around her chest.
Over the years she gave birth to three children who also went down in history.
(Minotaurus now negative: but who would like to be constantly banished into a maze of caves?
What was that poor guy supposed to do all day thinking up atrocities?
They hadn't even left him his knitting.)
But this also shows that Hera had to let her divine husband out of her sight more often than she might have liked: he was always very busy!
But enough of that: who already knows the truth?
In "Oud Stars - Al Khatt" a heavy river of vanilla is rolling around, this own, strongly scented jasmine scent in the luggage, leisurely, but comprehensive.
On his way, he takes a good dose of cashmeran: yes! still a little more!
After all, a musk nuance was missing so far.
Without generous gifts from the cornucopia of the goddess Venus, this compact scented fabric would not work at all! Oh, you gods!
A not only light, but already quite powerful Animalik pervades together with the basic scents oakmoss and benzoin (both also no children of sadness!) this dark creamy stream of the aromas.
Yes, XerJoff really didn't let himself be lumped here with the Oud: the noblest varieties were cleverly united here.
After all, it's about living up to the name of this series "Oud Stars"!
This is really the case: a mighty, albeit at times very lovable and seductive creature was created.
And I like this monster in the fragrance; I even like it very well!
I am almost tempted to look for God the Father Zeus and shout "Stop! I want in!".
But "S** happens!", the old man has a preference for fresh meat!
What a shame! Very bad!
Those who test "Oud Stars - Al Khatt" should not expect camomile tea and flower tablecloths!
According to "For the love of fragrance," this six-fragrance XerJoff line is designed to embrace the mysteries of the Orient in fragrance form.
Secrets, it says, taken from the travel stories of Marco Polo.
Even now, hours after spraying on, the night and the morning showers, I feel wonderfully embraced and desired!
So once again I swim against the current: I worship this vital fragrance god!
I am inferior to his enormous temptation; even if he comes along a little dirty in between - well, and!
"A rogue who thinks bad!"
Does this inscription not bear the Order of the Garter, which the Queen still bestows?
Well, you shouldn't raise "Oud Stars - Al Khatt" to the aristocracy now; but this fragrance beast is something very special!