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I emptied the first sample in no time and found it to be the super light summer scent. I like citric and woody scents very much and I also liked Granny Smith very much at first. So I put him on my wish list and got him another bottle.
Then I wanted to delete him from my wish list because the synthetic apple note got on my nerves. Only I get compliments every time I try him out. Now I will empty the bottling well and put him on the wish list for next summer. Maybe I want him then, don't I? Maybe I'll come across a more natural smelling alternative. I'm grateful for any suggestions.

Also for me a blind purchase, since he is not to be found with us in the shops. I had been looking for a fine tea scent and got just that. Bianca starts citrically with mandarin. This never fades away completely, but fades into the background. The fragrance develops into a finely perfumed jasmine tea. He awakens in me the idea of drinking the best tea in the well-kept garden of an English cottage, while the scents of the sun-warm flowers waft around me.
The Sillage is not big, but the scent holds very well on my skin. A pleasant companion in the warm season, which is suitable for many occasions.

I accidentally tested it for the first time in spring. Since I liked him I wanted to test him a second time and sprayed me the ladies version. Of course it is not comparable and so my mistake was soon clear to me. When I met him again today at clearance sale I had to spray him on again and what should I say. This herbholzige citrus freshness is simply exactly what I need on hot days. It just can't be cute for me. The saleswoman kindly pointed out to me that it was for men, but I only meant that no one would notice when I was wearing it. Now it's mine and summer can come

On a sunny autumn morning I sit on a luxurious hotel terrace and drink a freshly squeezed orange juice with my Caramel Macchiato. The sun warms the damp autumn leaves, their scent mixes with that of the drinks. I cuddle up in my cashmere scarf and look forward to the colours of the trees in the autumn dress. In the distance, a lake glitters in the sun.

I can't believe how this scent lets images from my childhood rise up. We lived almost 2 years in Tehran when I was a child and this scent lets a lot of pictures from this time rise up again. I smell/see the dusty roads and the smell of kerosene when we drove into the mountains on the weekend. I remember sweet pastries soaked in rose water and honey. The hot sun that lets the air waft and softens the tar. Carpet dealers in the bazaar offer their customers strongly sweetened tea. Fruits dried by the mountain on the market, such as mulberries, apricots and sour barberries. A friend of the family brings my mother honeycombs as a present, which we suck out with pleasure.
My favourite food, a stew of meat strongly seasoned with cinnamon and dried apricots.
The colored dresses and the clinking jewelry of the Berber women. The smell of the goat that was kept some time in the garage.
Fresh Barbari (bread) with sesame. Bundles of herbs and panir (cheese). The slightly smoky smell of the bakery in which soured flat bread was baked in an oven on hot pebbles (woe, I was too greedy and immediately eaten a piece with hot pebbles!)
I could continue to indulge endlessly and therefore like to hold my nose to the specimen again and again. It's too special to wear, though