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The Ur-4711 Echt Kölnisch Wasser is one of my very personal nightmare scents, which penetrates my head like a scalpel, gives me a rapid headache and then I can't get it out of my nose. A really unpleasant fragrance for me.
Correspondingly suspicious, I watched the rehearsal from the Remix Cologne series. And only tested very carefully. You can never know which scent knife will shoot out of the scent pyramid next and maltreat my brain martially.
The first slight sniffing takes the fragrance of neroli, bitter orange and bergamot from the perfume. Not bad at all and without a knife. Fresh orange-citric, light and summery, not sweet, but a little bitter, which should be owed to the bitter orange. Another sniff seems to be allowed. Still for the sunny citrus fruits of the south. He could actually be a real summer cooler. It's time for a deeper smell now.

And there it is, the scent knife, shoots out between the oranges, bergamot and lemons as quick as an arrow and cuts them sharp as a razor, in order to find its way back over my nose, piercing and drilling into my brain. The original Cologne water is hidden under all the fruits as if waiting at the bottom of a full orange and lemon box to come out after the first fragrance unfold. Not dominantly superficially playing, but somewhat sneakily lurking, but my head does not let itself be deceived and reacts promptly with the well-known headache.

No, the Remix Cologne series and I will not become friends, because the scent knife strikes again

A space in puristic purity, people kneeling on tatami mats, in plain white
Clothing wrapped, freshly brewed tea is carefully filled into fine porcelain bowls. Fine steam whirls rise above the bowls and spread the smell of white tea, which gently finds its way into the noses of the tea ceremony guests, where it is united with the scent of the white iris of the bouquet of flowers in a corner of the room
That's the feeling White Tea by Elizabeth Arden creates in me. Pure and puristic like white tea in a Japanese tea ceremony, fresh from the Italian mandarin, which brings a slightly citric note to the fragrance, but not acidic, but sunny-warm, supported by the Ambretta seeds, which give the whole a depth. The white iris only makes its way through the fragrance pyramid after some time and rounds off this extraordinarily simple yet multi-layered perfume in harmony with a delicate wood note in a hint of powdery warmth. Just as white is the epitome of simplicity and yet has so many facets to offer (ivory white, off-white, eggshell white...).
And so I like to sit down for the tea ceremony in a white robe, even if the scent is so delicate that it has to be sprayed several times, but it is also worth it with any sprayer

Today my package with the desired Euphoria Liquid Gold arrived and of course I had to test it immediately. After all, the fragrance pyramid, if you like to call it that at all, promised to be a fragrance experience with the manageable number of ingredients: Cinnamon - mmmh, wonderfully spicy, warm and cozy, sandalwood - also here the 3 W's might apply, and the black orchid - bloom-heavy. Excellent!
Well on, it was sprayed.
First of all not too much, so that - oh, please excuse *rausper* , but so now - sniff your nose carefully - man sweeps, excuse once more *hust* - can. First of all - uh, little moment *rochel* - I take the sandalwood - ey sorry, that's not possible *keuch* - true, but less warm and - for God's sake *crack*, I'm really sorry *hüstel* - cosy, but spicy to scratchy.

*husthusthust*

So, you fragrant noses, I had to take a break, this eternal coughing is annoying. You can't even make a reasonable assessment!
And indeed the scent scratches through nose and throat, and scratches and scratches and ...
Aha, 2 hours later she still enters, the warm comfort and above all the cinnamon and the black orchid. Now it smells really good, as the three fragrances combine in more perfect tuning. If only it weren't for this terribly scratchy beginning...
So either set the alarm two hours earlier so that you get the perfect scent composition when leaving the house, or have the perfect alibi for an illness due to incipient bronchitis ;)

... who doesn't remember, being part of the opening credits of every movie - the Langnese-Spot! The nuns on the beach, breathing their habit, the slip finger on the style in noses, back or other body parts, the cheeky Pippi Longstocking girl stretching her middle finger, the dog licking on the ice of his mistress dreaming in front of her, the successful experiment of sunlight through a spectacle lens as a bundle of energy, very much to the annoyance of the man affected with his chest hair set on fire, who conjures up water buckets emptied over the head of a sunbathing bikini beauty, ice packs from every imaginable bikini corner, women and men who suck lustfully on their ice cream, surfers, sunscreen and sunglasses! For all children of the 80s the ice cream commercial par excellence! And the epitome of summer moodiness, carefree, frivolous, sweet!
And that's exactly what Jil Sander Sun reminds me of, in the style of the 80s: opulent, powerful and fragrant. This is not about the individual fragrance components, but about the entire fragrance, which captures exactly this summer mood like no other summer fragrance, even 30 years later. If my nose perceives this scent, I will be catapulted into the summer of Langnese advertising, no matter what the actual season, between bath sheets and people scented with sun creams. The summer lightness, paradoxically the sweetish heaviness of the perfume, begins immediately and warms from the inside.
Of course meanwhile an often richly smelled scent, overdosed and mutated to a mass scent of a whole generation, and yet:
Jil Sander Sun remains THE summer fragrance par excellence!
Just as the Langnese advertising remains THE ice-cream advertising par excellence.
Like ice in the sunshine...

Nose: Oh, that's a great scent!
Brain: Nah, too citric, we don't like it!
Nose: Yes, sniff it! Smells fresh!
Brain: Do you have dementia? We only like gourmands!
Nose: Yes yes, but this one is something else, wonderful aquatic!
Brain: You're getting on my nerves!!! Once again very slowly to take notes: If a fragrance is sweet or gourmandig we like it, if it is not, then we clearly do not like it!
Nose: But I like him!
Brain: Nonsense!!! If I don't like him, you can't like him either! And now off the wrist!
Nose: Nope, I'm staying there! Smells like summer and holidays and a little like sea and heather florets and ...
Brain: Now give me a break! It just smells like citro...
Nose: ... and currant juice with a dash of lemon and ...
Brain: Jesus Christ, now stop it, it's only citric ... and maybe a little holiday feeling... but that doesn't count at all!
Nose: Aaahhh, a fresh summer breeze by the sea ...
Brain: You're making me all crazy!!!!! The little sea breeze... okay, yeah, I can smell the aquatic now, too. It's quite nice.
Nose: I can already taste the slightly salty air with my drink by the sea, I'm just saying.
Tongue: Me too, me too!
Brain: Not you, too!!!!
Tongue: What can I do if my nose talks all watery in my mouth?!
Brain: Do you see what you've done?!
Nose: Anyway, I'm already totally chilly!
Ears: Do you also hear the gentle sound of the sea and the screaming of seagulls in the sea breeze?
Brain: This can't be happening!!!
Eyes: I have it almost right in front of me, almost tangible! Wonderful!
Brain: So no now! NEEEIIN! I said no!
Hands: And I feel the sand under me and the salt crusts on my fingers from the salt water dried in the sea breeze...
Brain: Yes, does anyone still listen to me?!???!
All: Necessary!
Brain: Then do what you want! Then go to your imaginary scented beach, to the oh so wonderful sea breeze and your tangy citrus and currant drink and all that ... (and very quietly to himself) I sneak behind, really smells of more sea, could not be so bad.