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This was my scent!
For many, many years. Approximately from shortly before the turn of the millennium until about the middle of the zero decade. He came snappishly and walked quietly. Before he came, I was fragranceless. I had never had my own scent before, except CD soap, never had, never worn, never tasted, only caught on others.
Anyway, it turned out that a short trip led me to Basel, accompanied by two pretty young women, one quite tall, as tall as me, with blond hair and glasses, the other smaller, with curly-black hair. Simply enchanting to be accompanied like this, a beautiful memory...
The three of us stood in the prime of our still quite fresh existence, walking around, looking into this or that shop window, discovering books and flowers, fooling around. So it happened that we also ended up in a perfumery where I asked them what they liked to smell or if they could recommend something to me?
The answer came snappy, I had to try the "Boss Bottled". No sooner said than done. Apple convinced me immediately, I knew this fruit since childhood, also lemon and bergamot. I noticed the deeper layers, but I could never define them and could not define them today, maybe the vanilla still, then it has already.
As a result, I wore Boss, while my male environment mostly tried Axe and Consorten. The Boss suited my habit to smoke two to three white filtered menthol cigarettes a day and this resulted in my actual fragrance of this past time.
Unfortunately the contact to the above-mentioned beauties was lost at the end of school. One married another, the other became a doctor in the psychiatric ward, that's how much I got. The Boss Bottled fragrance lost itself in me just at the moment when I smelled that the father of a then girlfriend of mine, my father-in-law, was using it. I didn't want to smell like a man 50-60 years old.
But now that my review is drifting into profanity, I close it. Oh, as a little echo: Once it was recommended to me by a perfumery saleswoman, but I don't use it anymore and don't return to it, because the fragrance stands for a certain time or phase of my life
Anyway, it turned out that a short trip led me to Basel, accompanied by two pretty young women, one quite tall, as tall as me, with blond hair and glasses, the other smaller, with curly-black hair. Simply enchanting to be accompanied like this, a beautiful memory...
The three of us stood in the prime of our still quite fresh existence, walking around, looking into this or that shop window, discovering books and flowers, fooling around. So it happened that we also ended up in a perfumery where I asked them what they liked to smell or if they could recommend something to me?
The answer came snappy, I had to try the "Boss Bottled". No sooner said than done. Apple convinced me immediately, I knew this fruit since childhood, also lemon and bergamot. I noticed the deeper layers, but I could never define them and could not define them today, maybe the vanilla still, then it has already.
As a result, I wore Boss, while my male environment mostly tried Axe and Consorten. The Boss suited my habit to smoke two to three white filtered menthol cigarettes a day and this resulted in my actual fragrance of this past time.
Unfortunately the contact to the above-mentioned beauties was lost at the end of school. One married another, the other became a doctor in the psychiatric ward, that's how much I got. The Boss Bottled fragrance lost itself in me just at the moment when I smelled that the father of a then girlfriend of mine, my father-in-law, was using it. I didn't want to smell like a man 50-60 years old.
But now that my review is drifting into profanity, I close it. Oh, as a little echo: Once it was recommended to me by a perfumery saleswoman, but I don't use it anymore and don't return to it, because the fragrance stands for a certain time or phase of my life
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One of the best for me! Where...
The Blenheim Bouquet, a palace of scents with just a few notes.
Dry, harsh starting, not unlike the well-known 4711, only harder, even drier, much more masculine, no trace of sweetness or fruit, rather a lemon like champagne, noble, reduced, perfect. Almost a little cold, but finely underlaid with warming pepper and some musk.
Proof that good can be and remain simple.
Unfortunately, since there is nothing in this world without disadvantage: Unfortunately, the scent makes it unapproachable. He's certainly not a kind little water in himself. Blenheim Bouquet has no heart notes. By the way, there is no clone that is even close to the same, at least not to my knowledge. The cheap Pino Sylvestre has nothing to do with this one.
If you want something similar, not quite so dry, but a little more pleasing, Trumper's Wellington is the place for you.
Dry, harsh starting, not unlike the well-known 4711, only harder, even drier, much more masculine, no trace of sweetness or fruit, rather a lemon like champagne, noble, reduced, perfect. Almost a little cold, but finely underlaid with warming pepper and some musk.
Proof that good can be and remain simple.
Unfortunately, since there is nothing in this world without disadvantage: Unfortunately, the scent makes it unapproachable. He's certainly not a kind little water in himself. Blenheim Bouquet has no heart notes. By the way, there is no clone that is even close to the same, at least not to my knowledge. The cheap Pino Sylvestre has nothing to do with this one.
If you want something similar, not quite so dry, but a little more pleasing, Trumper's Wellington is the place for you.
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Never and never THE original Kölnischwasser!
Somewhat disappointed, I must say, I am from the cologne of the company Farina. It advertises to be the original or to use the formulation from 1709. This can't be happening. Although the fragrance starts off very beautifully citric and bergamot, a pleasant mandarin is also added, but then comes a synthetic, artificial tone, which is currently used in many modern perfumes. I can't identify it exactly, but in Chanel pour homme Sport it is the main component. The many advertisements from Farina are of no use. I'm sorry, if you think you have to offer the original, then offer the original, but don't offer such a - with all due respect - tourist nep! It may be that this is a pleasing scent for other noses than mine, I do not want to deny that, only a scent from the 18th century is this certainly not. But of course I'm not an expert on baroque or rococo scents either, so please see my comment as a completely subjective, personal impression.
I deliberately do not take the widely known 4711 as my benchmark. Both are different, only the opening note is similar, although it is harsh and dry in Muelhens and slightly lighter in Farina. That's where the similarities end. But that's not what matters to me. If I should say which of the two I prefer, I would write: None. If I were forced to wear one, I would always prefer the granny water to the alleged original made in a modern way
I deliberately do not take the widely known 4711 as my benchmark. Both are different, only the opening note is similar, although it is harsh and dry in Muelhens and slightly lighter in Farina. That's where the similarities end. But that's not what matters to me. If I should say which of the two I prefer, I would write: None. If I were forced to wear one, I would always prefer the granny water to the alleged original made in a modern way
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