Stern

Longing for a hug. Longing for a kiss, which only two people can give each other, whose heart beats with the same beat, soul mates. Longing for the breath of the one loved one, whom one can blindly trust and let fall. Heartache and heartache and simultaneous moments of deep happiness. To listen into oneself and to forget the often adverse circumstances of one's own existence in order to regain strength

The scent triggers an escape reflex in me.
He's not doing anything for me. I wanted to like him and gave him several chances.
It is well known that tastes are different. Skin chemistry, temperature etc. plays everything in, I am also familiar with. But I seem to be from a different star

Dusty, dry, musty old Takum powder. Rococo wigs and itching powder.
White powdered faces of ladies with beauty spots and bright, pointy laughter. Possibly still equipped with youth, poodle and scratch hand. Scary.
Anise note? Only where does it come from? In Christmas biscuits I actually like anise very much!?
If only it were only the baby cloths described here! Then I'd be reconciled again.

I'm out.
Maybe should go to the ENT, my nose seems to be broken.

With the scent the wheel was certainly not reinvented and no new star was born in the perfume sky.
... But nevertheless he is extremely beautiful and extremely endearing. Sometimes less is just more. And one should also appreciate the little things.
That's how I feel about Blooming Bouquet by Dior.

I feel well scented, flowery-fresh and light, by no means conspicuous or even omnipresent and overloaded.
Nice on the job ...and also the daughter (Ü12) can spray.

Tender and sweet like the sunshine that finally warms our hearts again in spring. Airy, shimmering. An elf in a flower dress.
A small jewel, an oasis, a time-out in the hectic everyday life.

No party smell, also nothing for ladies with preference for black clothes and/or bright red lipstick. No state fragrance.

Humility is an adornment.

Valentina, the name is already beautiful ... and I feel just as beautiful this enchanting scent.

I perceive it as the fragrance of a romantic, lovable, tender and dreamy woman who doesn't want to be the center of attention all the time and defines herself through admiration of others.
A woman who likes to dress feminine and who treats her child(s) lovingly and respectfully with all other fellow human beings. The favorite pudding cooks and sometimes not perfectly styled to the baker goes.

It's flowery, sweet and doesn't go through much of a change of scent.
It is well balanced from the beginning and very flattering.
A warm, cuddly, security-mediating fragrance.
Vanilla makes it cuddly. I can't sniff strawberry.
Albat truffle - how does it smell, ... i don't know.

When I wear it, it tempts me to constantly sniff at my wrist, somehow keep my hair in motion so that I can catch the scent and also to constantly stroll to my perfume cupboard to marvel at this enchanting bottle again.

This scent literally makes me rapturous, so that I hear a purring sound of enthusiasm from myself with my eyes closed and my head tilted, and at the same time I am speechless.
To name the single components in order of their appearances is unfortunately not possible for me.
I feel it is a total work of art. But for me it's not a day fragrance and it's not an evergreen.

DIVINE, beguiling, passion, wicked, fireworks, the dot on the i, heartbeat, high pulse, sensual dessert, cream Brulee, black lace, woman who plays with her charms and at the same time loves you with her deer eyes, blindfolded to taste delicacies, he is PERFECT.

Patrick Süßkind probably told the story of this fragrance with "The Perfume".

Although the fragrance didn't appear until 2018 and hopefully won't disappear from the market again so quickly, I actually caught myself securing 2 hamster bottles for myself, woman can never know...