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Michelangela 9 years ago 3

The truth about Cinderella
In the kingdom Dior used to live a nice girl, called "Cinderella".
She was a poor afflicted girl who was tormented and exploited by stepmother and stepsisters.
The butler of the house Mr Edmond and his charming Mrs. Roudnitska, had pity on the little poor girl and they decided to help her. A happy chance should release her soon from this plight, because king Dior gave a banquet to which all marriageable maidens were invited, so that the prince who was known as quite "sauvage" for himself may search a bride among them.
Cinderella should absolutely take part in the ball and conquer the heart of the prince.
But to it could come in addition, it required first of all of a few basic-recumbent changes, because so dirtily and ragged as Cinderella was, she could on no account show up to court. Moreover, she also lacked fine manners and etiquette.
Edmond prepared Cinderella a hot bath with fine herbs and bergamot and Roudnitska then she anointed with a fine oil from fruits.
Because Cinderellas dress was torn by the sisters, as everybody knows, the butler and his wife, weaved to her fast a dress of fresh flowers from the garden. So gracefully and so nicely, as no evening gown of the best tailor could have been. As a jewellery she carried a chain from jasmine blossoms.
Cinderella looked wonderfull and she smelt really majestically as it was due only to one princess.
Finally she learnt of Edmond a few more court rules and manners, practiced with Roudnitska the smooth way on the Oakmoss and danced already after a short time a classical Vetiver.
To the beginning of the banquet our nice Cinderella rode on a musk-ox to the castle where she crept by the cellar to the ballroom.
All rules of rank and nobility were represented, beauties assembled from all four corners of the earth round the attractive and marriage-willing prince. However, when Cinderella entered the hall, it became quiet and everybody looked only at her. With her beauty and the charming smell which surrounded them, she had pulled them all in her spell, also the prince. He took her tender hand and danced the whole night away with her.
The big event, the wedding of the both, was soon celebrated in the whole kingdom. Cinderella became Diorella and they happily lived together.
Their daughter who has already arisen, in the meantime is called, by the way, also Diorella. She has the beauty of her mother (whom I got never to know, unfortunately) inherited, however, should be substantially more tiny. Well, to the charm of mummy she probably does not come after..... but, nevertheless, I find her simply charming!
Fact is -
about this wonderful smell it was written already so much that I have simply permitted sometimes a little artistic freedom to myself and give a small fairy tale to the best.
However, I must admit that I am in the possession of the new version of this scent and do not know the "old one"! The new version is still absolute after my taste; up-to-date with this air of inimitable classical period we find again in the old Diors.
I would classify this smell as a seasonal allrounder and basically he is able to carry to every opportunity. .
The spicy lemon prelude reminds me a little of orange peels on the stove, no more quite freshly and, nevertheless, exiting. The flower splendour in the heart always keeps to themselves a slightly bitter note which allows to work this smell though very femininely, however, also seriously and adult.
The base is a dream, smoothly, nobly and velvety dark green.
Should I be sad now because I might not get to know the original, the mother of the young Diorella, anymore? No! Since it tyres me only to mourn over and over again past,I´m simply glad about the fact that her successor smells wonderfully on me!

Michelangela 9 years ago 5

Cool understatement pleasingly?
Today sluggishly I wear a simple puristic outfit.
Today does not feel me on flattering or ferment Cuddle.
Today every too much said word is a torture for my ears and my mind.
Today the air is so clear outdoors that I can look from the spire about the whole country.
Today there sounds Chopin from the Cd-player.
Today it may be a Martini Sec.
Today my thoughts are free and razor-sharp.
Today feels me confidently and taff.
Today I embody a femininity which signals a track chilly elegance.
Today you know that I am not put on to the play.
Today wraps up me a tender-harsh breath which looks so unapproachable that it draws you only more to me.
Today you long to break the ice and to crack my bowl.
Today I am so close to you and, nevertheless, by this opaque spicy curtain before you am hidden.
Today sluggishly I wear Bottega Veneta.
You open your hand and from her a ring flashes out, of chill platinum with a softly gleaming pearl.....
this fits..... Today!

Quite honestly I have difficulties to describe this scent appropriately! I clearly perceive jasmine, pepper, patchouli and leather. The whole has a slightly medically chill, creamy puder aura. In the base a pleasant suede mark develops. It is no scent which I would often carry, however, I find it in his chilly kind absolutely noble!!!!

By the way, it is produced by no one else as the known American enterprise of Coty....

Michelangela 9 years ago 4

About Sung
„May I introduce?”
His name is SUNG, Alfred Sung!
Been forgotten? Or ferment unknown? To believe hardly!
The presentation misleads about the contents. A graceful simple flask which allows to expect a rather androgynous classical-sporty smell, maybe also a harsh Chypre...

I spray to me something on the back of the hand and a hurricane of most delightfully fresh flowers, hard, immensely floods me a wave, no, rather it, wholehearted and absolutely unsweet. The lemon marks underline the flower drunkenness and give him a light green flair.
This is a bomb! An explosion, a nasal orgasm! I am completely overpowered.
This immense flood already stops some minutes and I imagine that I should be maybe a little more economically with the dosage not to kill my dear sphere with it. However, thus as every passionate storm ends once, this smell also finds his quiet pole and slips slowly in a creamy bed to pause there still long as an expressive companion.
The smell is elegant and very expressive, absolutely passionate female.
Silage: terrifically
Durability: excellently
This smell is no shy little flower waters, but an absolutely successful Powerscent of the early 80th. I would never have expected behind this simple flask such a wonderful flower power which lies down so quite unsweet, even a little green on the skin of her bearer.
Thus I am over the moon to have bought him by chance and blind!!
True flower fans should on no account miss this smell....

Michelangela 9 years ago 2

Apom - Truly a piece of me
I did until now not even know that APOM - A PIECE OF ME means. All the more surprising, amazed and excited me that this fragrance reflects exactly these words in me. A piece of me! My light, my joy, my soul.....

I'm floating on cloud Apom. This sensual flower cream powder has settled around me and caresses my soul now. It evolves around me, on me and in me a new feeling of Scent. Something intimate, private, yes, almost vulnerable ...
You belong to me Apom, I want you to share with anyone! It's as if you were taking my aura to a bright light, to wrap all my thoughts in a cloud of perfume. Yes, just the same as if you were a piece of me. A deeply hidden piece of happiness, a dream, a wish, a hidden talent.
Easy and inspired you pick me up, turning me gently around my own axis and wrap myself in your silky veil of orange blossoms. The bold flowers of ylang and bittersweet hint of cedar act so incredibly feminine and grown on me. I notice no smell great course, except for the fact that you accept with time creamier and finer features than the beginning. But you shouldn´t change anyway, because I like you just how you act to me! I do not care if men like you, because if I carry you, then I'll do it just for me! You are a piece of me!
I level this fragrance as a women's feelgood fragrance. It belongs to the wearer alone, is not to provoke or stir awaken thought. Rather, it highlights the personal inner beauty of the woman, as she sees herself. Not how she is seen by others. A piece of self-consciousness hovers in the cloud of perfume Apoms, a piece of a great woman - just "A PIECE OF ME", the way I like myself most ...
Thank you for this liquid compliment, Monsieur Francis Kurkdjian!