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Lilalique 6 months ago
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Green freshet
Oh look, who are you? So pretty green refreshes me already your sight in the bottle with the bubbeligen closure ball. Naaa.... we want to try it together? Okay, come here: Spray - sniff... oh, don't be ashamed, let's see your fragrance robe... spray-sniffing!!!! Sniff, sniff.... there you go. Cool. You are not so intrusive and very pleasant to the nose. Hey, I don't like musk though. Suppress him please, then you may come along.
The fragrance is pleasantly fresh but unfortunately very close to the body. For wearers who like to smell without "bothering" the environment.
The fragrance is pleasantly fresh but unfortunately very close to the body. For wearers who like to smell without "bothering" the environment.
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Airy light love - this is love
Normally I like the "Oriental". So direction 1001 nights and even more. But, I have to admit for me that this fragrance here is the 1002 night.
It should be a little mainstream for me. Not always the niche. So, I went out with a fresh mind and discovered this shimmering pink bottle. Zadig and Voltaire ---- hmmm very mainstream. But, don't hesitate! Spray! And there it was: The airy lightness of love. A sweet hint of marzipan and vanilla. But not too sweet. A breathed kiss on the hand.
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n my mind I disappear into the time of the baroque. Powdery wigs, opulent high-necked dresses with ruffles and petticoats. Or even deep necklines of the ladies with high laced bosoms and tighter laced waist. Dim lighting. A harpsichord strums soft dance music. The gentlemen bow to the ladies and ask them to dance. And as they move, the light, powdery scent of vanilla and sandalwood wafts. Is it the powdered wigs? Or is it the opulent gowns?
Very well, I open my eyes, stand at the perfume rack, wrist rapturously at my nose. The saleswoman eyes me curiously and asks, "and"??
I answer her only "THIS IST LOVE" and float with my new fragrance to the cashier..
It should be a little mainstream for me. Not always the niche. So, I went out with a fresh mind and discovered this shimmering pink bottle. Zadig and Voltaire ---- hmmm very mainstream. But, don't hesitate! Spray! And there it was: The airy lightness of love. A sweet hint of marzipan and vanilla. But not too sweet. A breathed kiss on the hand.
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n my mind I disappear into the time of the baroque. Powdery wigs, opulent high-necked dresses with ruffles and petticoats. Or even deep necklines of the ladies with high laced bosoms and tighter laced waist. Dim lighting. A harpsichord strums soft dance music. The gentlemen bow to the ladies and ask them to dance. And as they move, the light, powdery scent of vanilla and sandalwood wafts. Is it the powdered wigs? Or is it the opulent gowns?
Very well, I open my eyes, stand at the perfume rack, wrist rapturously at my nose. The saleswoman eyes me curiously and asks, "and"??
I answer her only "THIS IST LOVE" and float with my new fragrance to the cashier..
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Come we travel...
Heart: Let's go on a trip // Head: Oh yes, gladly where to? // Heart: To a bygone time. I'm sure you remember it smelled so beautiful all over. So fresh, so green and cozy. // Head: Yes, wait... i think I remember ... I have a memory of a scent. I see green meadows, snow-covered mountains, flowering fields with camomile, fresh hay and oh the beautiful trees. The wood, it caresses my nose. // "Come", the heart said, to the head "drop down, switch off and dream a little..."
That's how the communication was inside me when I sprayed this scent on. He's so different from the candy wampers these days. That's why the first time you spray it on it, it tempts you to say, "uurgh, what is this?" But, you have to take your time with this scent. It is recommended to first read the ingredients and then spray. Without expectation sniff.
The bottle: Super. Absolutely in the fragrance theme. Vintage par excelence. No retro frills, that's how he used to be. No! He's like before.
The fragrance: A wonderful harmony of chamomile, woods and meadow. Light as a feather. A little vanilla brings harmony. A sunny day on a freshly mown mountain meadow in the Dolomites. Absolutely unisex.
Silage: At first quite strong, also harsh, but weakens relatively quickly. After approx. 45 minutes it develops into a close to the body scent without fading. It gives a pleasant touch to its surroundings with every movement.
Shelf life: Might be a little longer for my sensation. If you like it more intensive, the tendency is to spray after about 1 hour. The atomizer atomizes the perfume pleasantly fine, so that a replenishment is not a (killing) topic.
Conclusion: Candidate for purchase. It stands out from the crowd. Individual. A successful year-round fragrance. Yes, it's the memory of a scent that everyone carries within themselves.
That's how the communication was inside me when I sprayed this scent on. He's so different from the candy wampers these days. That's why the first time you spray it on it, it tempts you to say, "uurgh, what is this?" But, you have to take your time with this scent. It is recommended to first read the ingredients and then spray. Without expectation sniff.
The bottle: Super. Absolutely in the fragrance theme. Vintage par excelence. No retro frills, that's how he used to be. No! He's like before.
The fragrance: A wonderful harmony of chamomile, woods and meadow. Light as a feather. A little vanilla brings harmony. A sunny day on a freshly mown mountain meadow in the Dolomites. Absolutely unisex.
Silage: At first quite strong, also harsh, but weakens relatively quickly. After approx. 45 minutes it develops into a close to the body scent without fading. It gives a pleasant touch to its surroundings with every movement.
Shelf life: Might be a little longer for my sensation. If you like it more intensive, the tendency is to spray after about 1 hour. The atomizer atomizes the perfume pleasantly fine, so that a replenishment is not a (killing) topic.
Conclusion: Candidate for purchase. It stands out from the crowd. Individual. A successful year-round fragrance. Yes, it's the memory of a scent that everyone carries within themselves.
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First opium, then nakotium
Mrs. Flippo, Dr. Benaim to the O.R., please. There he is, the poor patient. Nobody really knows what he's got and what he's suffering from. Also the anaesthesia - a quite strong opium - does not want to work there. He's gotten too used to it. Well, don't despair... i can't get any worse. If an opium or black opium is no longer sufficient for anaesthesia then we create - I am so free - a "Libre". Hardly inhaled and zack the patient lies in the most beautiful narcotic deep sleep. He can't resist such a hammer now either. So Mrs. Flippo, you have proven your anesthetic abilities well with Dr. Benaim, now let the surgery or the start of dissection:
The bottle: It is nicely made, simple and handy.
The scent: killing already with the first spray on. Unfortunately, it does not develop either, the orange blossom remains pungently artificial and increases in the course still unpleasantly. Even lavender and jasmine have little chance. Of the vanilla hardly a trace
Silage and shelf life: much too intensive even with a cautious test sprayer. Not suitable for office use or in cinemas or smaller rooms. Very long lasting, unfortunately does not weaken.
Conclusion: I had the hope that it would become a fragrance that lived up to its name. For me, the fragrance is free of character and elegance. Manifesto ... maybe at first. But I can see very strong parallels to all the opium creations. Only this time it's called "Libre".
Nothing for me, I'm afraid. .... Oh, I see the patient is regaining consciousness ... i should do it again --- better not.
The bottle: It is nicely made, simple and handy.
The scent: killing already with the first spray on. Unfortunately, it does not develop either, the orange blossom remains pungently artificial and increases in the course still unpleasantly. Even lavender and jasmine have little chance. Of the vanilla hardly a trace
Silage and shelf life: much too intensive even with a cautious test sprayer. Not suitable for office use or in cinemas or smaller rooms. Very long lasting, unfortunately does not weaken.
Conclusion: I had the hope that it would become a fragrance that lived up to its name. For me, the fragrance is free of character and elegance. Manifesto ... maybe at first. But I can see very strong parallels to all the opium creations. Only this time it's called "Libre".
Nothing for me, I'm afraid. .... Oh, I see the patient is regaining consciousness ... i should do it again --- better not.
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My lord your tea is cold
On a beautiful Saturday in June (it was my birthday) I indulged in my shopping with a trip to Düsseldorf. There Parfumjunkie offers itself a very good selection at fine and rare smells, which are not there with us on the country. As good as that.
I took Straks and Schnur to the Bräuninger. Arriving there, my attention immediately fell on the "merchants of Venice". Since I may already call some sorts of it mine, I tended to a further acquisition. Such a birthday is a reason for it.
Snap, my hand has also clasped the Flankon of Blue Tea. ---- spray ----- wedel ---- sniff ---- uuäh! What the hell is this? There was no tea, no magnolia I loved so much, nothing from the description of the fragrance filled my nose with joy. Only blue as the name became it. So thought blueish from the bad smell.
One could imagine a stressful day at court, where the butler does not follow the butler anymore, overdoses the tea first and forgets it afterwards. "My lord, your tea is cold - and too strong - but if you drink it quickly, you may not notice." That's how fast I got that scent off my wrist. Luckily I didn't notice him anymore.
Silage: good smelling, not only close to the body < br />
Shelf life: I think like his "colleagues" very good
Flacon: Very pretty, noble and fine
Candidate for purchase: not for me. Too harsh, too severe, too unbalanced
I took Straks and Schnur to the Bräuninger. Arriving there, my attention immediately fell on the "merchants of Venice". Since I may already call some sorts of it mine, I tended to a further acquisition. Such a birthday is a reason for it.
Snap, my hand has also clasped the Flankon of Blue Tea. ---- spray ----- wedel ---- sniff ---- uuäh! What the hell is this? There was no tea, no magnolia I loved so much, nothing from the description of the fragrance filled my nose with joy. Only blue as the name became it. So thought blueish from the bad smell.
One could imagine a stressful day at court, where the butler does not follow the butler anymore, overdoses the tea first and forgets it afterwards. "My lord, your tea is cold - and too strong - but if you drink it quickly, you may not notice." That's how fast I got that scent off my wrist. Luckily I didn't notice him anymore.
Silage: good smelling, not only close to the body < br />
Shelf life: I think like his "colleagues" very good
Flacon: Very pretty, noble and fine
Candidate for purchase: not for me. Too harsh, too severe, too unbalanced
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