MissKitty

what does it say about a scent?

You may spend a day in one of the German scent temples and test EVERY single one of the infinite scents. From the haute couture of the Rojas to the lowlands - everything is available.

Of course you have to be careful and not to let everything on your skin - after all, space is limited, or your own mobility rules out some possibilities, as your nose can't get there.
So first of all we spray on a paper strip or - my favourite - on a piece of silk.
Only what is interesting here or there will get on the skin.

When, at the end of all the sniffing, this scent is in the basket, which has risen above most of the competitors, because in spite of a sore nose and the beginning of the scent hangover, "Silk" still does good - then I call it balm for nose and soul.

His quiet gentleness is what makes him magic for me.
Although the tonka bean in the pyramid is only led in the base, I take it from the beginning. It is the foundation of the flowers and fruits.
Takes there a too much of sharpness or effervescence to flatteringly support the peony so that it does not fall behind against lily of the valley, orchid or amber.

The musk is very restrained for my nose and not at all animalistic.

That smell envelops me all day long. Even in bed at night I can still perceive it in the crook of my arm

this scent can do that too.

Last month he came into my life. The nice salesman at the Beck in Munich sprayed him first on a small card and then on multiple desire of a single customer, my hand was sprayed.
Smiling happily, I joined the rest of my unit for a cup of coffee and a piece of cake and then immediately stormed the nice salesman to buy the fragrance.

At home, I researched what this delightfully pleasant fragrance experience brings me.

It's not that simple, because I see bananas where there aren't any. None at all. Not at all.
It's not the ripe banana I smell either - it should be a green one. The scent sample at the fruit stand today did not confirm this.
My other idea was the banana in Kaba, the plantation potion - I bought a special package for it. Opened up and sniffed at it - also completely wrong. (Hopefully soon visit again with children who are not only nutritionally valuable nourished.)

My days on the farm are probably tired from the long summer and smell just as little as my miserable jasmine.
So I don't have a reference object that could help me.

Tagete starts and remains flowery. As with all fragrances of this brand, "staying" is taken seriously and loosely lasts twelve hours or longer. Tagete and Jasmin are an exquisite melange for my nose, in which both beauties are equal partners.
The vetiver is hidden or under the surface. He gives depth to the fragrance and takes away the cute one.
Musk, on the other hand, I can't tell.

For me, he's independent of the seasons. It does not become obtrusive with heat, but does not crumble at cooler temperatures.

I associate some positive childhood experience with "Tagete", but I doubt I can find out what it is.
Because I like the fragrance as it is, it gives him the opportunity to establish himself with his own memories.