Betty0714

This is the first fragrance from Zoologist that I have tested.
I have loved animals for as long as I can remember. I was lucky enough in my life to experience the affection and trust of a cat for 14 years. To be loved by an animal, a different species, in its own special way is something special. This scent conveys feelings that can only come from an animal, like my cat.
This cozy warmth, the soft fur. This purring. The snuggling up. The damp, pink nose that smells me awake. Falling asleep with me at night. The twinkling poison green eyes. What I wouldn't give in the world to bury my face in his sunny, jet-black fur just one more time and smell his heart-warming aura. To be able to feel his rough angel tongue on my skin. This feeling is deeply interwoven with my self and embedded in me. I keep these precious memories of perfection and hardly dare to enter this space inside me.
"Bee", however, has a different plan for me.

Every time I can win the trust and favor of a (wild) animal, I am happy. It is a pleasant, pure, innocent feeling of happiness that I only have with animals. I feel complete and whole for a moment.

Bee" sends me on an olfactory astral journey into the interior of a beehive. The honeycomb walls welcome me with benevolence. I am in the womb. In the beehive womb. The many furry bees radiate a cozy warmth. I feel motherly affection and sweet, gentle, spicy love. The kind of love that doesn't overwhelm you. Warm honey flows from the noblest, prettiest and rarest flowers of what seems to me to be a heavenly realm. In my honor! I must be a bee princess here, resting in this refuge in the garden of heaven. The bees protect me and do not reveal my hiding place to anyone. I can hide here and nobody asks me why I am here or who I am. I can just be in this place. The honey covers my emotional wounds. I am loved, I am healed, I am whole, I am good enough and valuable. I feel the deepest goodwill, I am embraced, I am nourished. I am allowed to rest. The smoky hum calms me.

What it's like to be a bee. What would it be like if it spoke to me?
The language of bees is encoded in this scent. And I would like to reveal to you, dear bee,
sometimes I am so afraid of the shadows on the walls that always form at night, when I lie lonely and abandoned in bed
Sometimes I don't know how to escape from some of the words that are spoken
I simply don't know what one does as a human being
and what others honestly feel deep in their hearts
And what they mean
I learned to dance at some point
with the creepy shadows on the walls
dear bee, I feel the same way,
i can't communicate so well with words from spoken language either
But I think I'm sure that the whole hive only wants the very best for me and that everything was, is and will be good. I can definitely smell it.

Club queen on the downtown scene
Prowling around at night
You're not mean, you just want to be seen
Want to be wild
A little party never hurt no one, that's why it's alright
You want in but you just can't win
So you hang in the likes
You're so Art Deco...

A fragrance like from another time
Impressions from a striptease from the golden 20s
greedy, expansive nudity

Gentle her touches, round her movements.
So the scent nestles like silk around the skin
A fragrance that feels as intimate as the sight of a lush, yet groomed pubic hairdo.
Intimate, deep, secret yet familiar.
Familiarity probably brings the musty sweet old notes
but don't worry! This only makes the fragrance seem adult. A sin would not exist without an innocent counterpart. This comes in the form of a marriage of ylang-ylang, rose and vanilla, which only seems to emphasize the immorality even more.
Who wants to have the almost matching scented lip balm to the perfume, buy the Weleda Everon.

Yes, I understand the comment that says that the fragrance smells like a synthetic vanilla tree. When I smelled the spray of my specimen I could agree with that. Nevertheless I have often smelled it. I agree with people who don't know which expensive ball gown they should wear with this dress to do it justice.
The scent is more than an overpriced cashmere. This is Casmir in elegant, torn out of his comforting Winderpersonality. He is summer.
Impressions of a carefree, beautiful woman who shakes hands with a balanced smile at, say, charity events aristocrats.
Ylang-ylang in gold smells like an expensive body cream that I want to use to cream myself. It lacks a little depth, but certainly not height and fullness. A touch of mint, together with the Ylang Ylang on a bed of vanilla coconut lifts the fragrance into the air, where it shines down on me as a light steel. At the same time, the fragrance resonates with something trivial and insignificant. This is what makes it so beautiful for me. The golden shimmering wand of ylang in gold oils my nerves, free of all worries I sail through the sunlit air.
Granted, I also feel a little trapped in a Raffaelo commercial. But sometimes that's exactly what I want.
Sometimes that's what I want. Just smell smooth without corners and edges, just beautiful. The lack of depth helps me to switch off without feeling like a stranger.

What do I write about this fragrance? The only thing I know is that I want to share my experience because it is already very special to me. What moves me to make a comment is the fact that after sniffing the scent for the first time I thought it was a joke, even a fake. Because you know what that smell was? Nothing. With a touch of soap. I could hardly believe my misfortune, I had spent about 15 Euro for 10 ml. I was so angry that I aggressively sprayed the cardboard packet with which the scent came to me and locked it in a drawer. I wanted to throw away this transparent liquid, it would have been too embarrassing to give it away.....
I've written to people who have this scent. I offered to send them my bottling so that they could confirm that it is really Champaca Absolute! Because this scent should be my summer scent...
The perfume member from whom I received this fragrance assured me of the authenticity of his merchandise and wrote " maybe the bottling is cold? - "Yeah, sure," I thought. You pay so much for Tom Ford, and then the cold is supposed to be to blame... No, I was certainly deceived! No doubt about it!
Then after a couple of days, when I opened the drawer with the sprayed cardboard packet I noticed more than a hint of 50 cent public toilet soap. It was already a stronger aroma and a little banana, just like the Youtuberin described this fragrance that she would wear at her wedding in an exotic, warm place hachhh... - ...and then I got curious.
Then the summer came to Germany with a sultriness that does not miss far travel destinations. Decorated with a large hair clip that optically swings between hibiscus blossom and orchid blossom, I take this scent that should have been thrown away and spray it to me as if from my subconscious and spray it on me and hit the mark! In this heat my skin emits this scent so beautifully that I want to kneel down: I smell clean, creamy, exotic, noble, dense and luxuriant and at the same time I walk through the day almost angelically floating and hypnotized by these exotic-looking flowers.
In the summer holidays in the burning hot Egypt the bottling was also allowed and was even my signature fragrance there, one could say. This noble blossom is such a diva. She adorns herself in cold weather, in tropical heat she draws attention to herself and wants to be worn. Or she's hibernating and wakes up in the heat of the moment.
All I can say is, I've never been so surprised by a fragrance. The absolute dream scent in unimaginable heat. Applied on clean skin after the bath day I feel like Cleopatra.
Clean- noble- unique-creamy resinous- woody.royal.

This fragrance only confirms my fascination with the world of fragrances once again. Yeah, she's full of secrets. You think you have understood and categorized a scent for all eternity and then you realize how the scent is what leads you behind the scenes... There are simply fragrances that are made to be worn on your skin from a certain temperature, season, and also occasion and factor xy. These sensations are of course again super-individual. You can't just spray a fragrance randomly anywhere and wait to be intoxicated with enthusiasm. Some aromas are demanding and maybe you are not yet mature enough for this next step or you were not ready for the complexity of the fragrance. Champaca Absolute taught me that. Be open and courageous and give several chances. The story of the first impression is not always true ! Thanks for this lesson Champaca Absolute.

I once had a firm body scrub from Lush, "Aquamirabilis," if I remember correctly. They don't exist anymore. Anyway, in the bathroom it smelled so incredibly good like cocoa butter with a kind of spa note... i can't describe it any other way. Such a pleasant, buttery, full-bodied scent with something salty, which reminded me of a spa. Butterball comes very close to this memory.
At first I sprayed on the surface and entered a sauna. Well-medically-salty honey comes towards me steaming. After a short while it blows (cocoa)buttery-powdery towards me. A fragrance experience that melts my soul.
I have to spray a lot to get something of the cosy Duftaura myself. A great, unobtrusive and close to the skin fragrance