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Welcome to the Bed-in! (A tribute to Yoko Ono and John Lennon)
in 1969, Yoko Ono and John Lennon held a so-called "bed-in" at the Amsterdam Hilton to demonstrate for peace and against the Vietnam War.
The press was able to visit the two in their room, as well as film and photograph them just lying or sitting in bed for 6 days, getting media attention for their cause.
This remarkable story came to mind when I was testing Nightly Kiss.
Indeed, I felt a bit like the public at the time when I tested it, because of course you ask yourself: is this about a harmless goodnight kiss, or does something else follow it? Lie John Lennon and Yoko Ono there really only sweet and peaceful in bed and hold court or it goes nevertheless in the direction of make-love-not-war, emphasis on make.
Although there had been nude photos of John and Yoko before - at the bed-in they remained quite demurely dressed in a white-covered, completely normal bed and you didn't get to see anything remotely scandalous at all, as extraordinary and in its own way stirring the whole happening was in itself.
And that's just the way this fragrance is: there's a certain disconnect between a decidedly strange and curious note that shook me up from the start, reminding me of a mix of green car tire iris and wicker stink, on the one hand, and a side of Nivea cream between clean sheets, on the other.
While the Nivea cream would certainly promote my falling asleep, the slanted Korbblütler tire irritates me, however, so properly that I will certainly not fall asleep. Again and again I have to smell my wrists to reassure myself: Yes, this really smells so strange, a fragrance between Mommy's perfect world with Nivea cream and the showdown of a thriller with car chases, emergency braking and everything that goes with it.
Interestingly, while I am so awake and at the same time niveageküsst musing my nose can not leave the spray sites, I notice that the scent changes amazingly depending on the distance of my nose to the arm: The closer the car tires, the further away the Nivea. Somewhere in the middle in between, the scent is wonderfully mild floral, soft and still unique, but now pleasantly spicy. After a few hours, the overall impression moves in that direction as well and the scent seems to settle in the middle. Now Nightly Kiss begins to please me so right.
I wonder if this beguiling powdery mild floral sleepy feature, where I would not recognize any of the listed flowers except the already mentioned iris, is now owed to Epigaea repens? I read on Wikipedia that it is a shrub that is supposed to have healing effects on kidneys and rheumatism. But that's another story, it can be told another time or you can read about it.
I will go to sleep now first of all relaxed.
Peace!
The press was able to visit the two in their room, as well as film and photograph them just lying or sitting in bed for 6 days, getting media attention for their cause.
This remarkable story came to mind when I was testing Nightly Kiss.
Indeed, I felt a bit like the public at the time when I tested it, because of course you ask yourself: is this about a harmless goodnight kiss, or does something else follow it? Lie John Lennon and Yoko Ono there really only sweet and peaceful in bed and hold court or it goes nevertheless in the direction of make-love-not-war, emphasis on make.
Although there had been nude photos of John and Yoko before - at the bed-in they remained quite demurely dressed in a white-covered, completely normal bed and you didn't get to see anything remotely scandalous at all, as extraordinary and in its own way stirring the whole happening was in itself.
And that's just the way this fragrance is: there's a certain disconnect between a decidedly strange and curious note that shook me up from the start, reminding me of a mix of green car tire iris and wicker stink, on the one hand, and a side of Nivea cream between clean sheets, on the other.
While the Nivea cream would certainly promote my falling asleep, the slanted Korbblütler tire irritates me, however, so properly that I will certainly not fall asleep. Again and again I have to smell my wrists to reassure myself: Yes, this really smells so strange, a fragrance between Mommy's perfect world with Nivea cream and the showdown of a thriller with car chases, emergency braking and everything that goes with it.
Interestingly, while I am so awake and at the same time niveageküsst musing my nose can not leave the spray sites, I notice that the scent changes amazingly depending on the distance of my nose to the arm: The closer the car tires, the further away the Nivea. Somewhere in the middle in between, the scent is wonderfully mild floral, soft and still unique, but now pleasantly spicy. After a few hours, the overall impression moves in that direction as well and the scent seems to settle in the middle. Now Nightly Kiss begins to please me so right.
I wonder if this beguiling powdery mild floral sleepy feature, where I would not recognize any of the listed flowers except the already mentioned iris, is now owed to Epigaea repens? I read on Wikipedia that it is a shrub that is supposed to have healing effects on kidneys and rheumatism. But that's another story, it can be told another time or you can read about it.
I will go to sleep now first of all relaxed.
Peace!
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