Wetterhex

I can only darkly remember that my mother got this fragrance at some point as a gift.
It was a whole skincare line. Shower gel, body lotion and the perfume.

The shower gel and lotion were actually used up, but the perfume must have sat in my mother's bedroom almost unused for 25 years.

I remember well the pretty flacon with the spherical gold shiny cap, it was not a sprayer, but a fragrance to dab on.

Mum never uses perfume, supposedly it gives her a headache. These days there's a bottle of 4711 in the bathroom.

I don't remember much about the scent, I was just a kid back then. But it smelled very pleasant, like ladies in evening dress, with pearl necklaces, beautiful make up and great hairstyles, like we saw on TV from time to time. Yes, those ladies in their 80s gowns could have definitely worn this fragrance.

What has become of the Flacon, I do not know unfortunately. Would be nowadays determined a rarity.

We got to know each other when it was not easy for either of us. Both of us had just separated from our husbands, both of us were now single mothers. You with a teenage daughter, me with a toddler
You were always so positive, so powerful and always full of humour. How many times did we talk on the phone for hours until the battery of the phone was empty.
I got a lot of good advice from you, every now and then you put my head in order. Never vicious, but always honest. And I also often enough with you, a good friendship can bear something like that
You accompanied me through difficult times when I was at the bottom of the ladder, had to apply for Hartz IV, always stood by me and vice versa, I was there when you had to vacate your apartment because of the landlord's own needs.
We spent New Year's Eve 2012/13 together. 4 days with you in Lower Bavaria, together with your meanwhile grown-up daughter. That belongs to my most beautiful memories
At that time I had organized a bottling of your favorite perfume "Belle d' Opium" from the souk here, you were so happy about it and applied it right away.
That smell suited you so well. You were a beautiful woman with dark hair and almost black eyes, the slightly oriental scent emphasized your aura
2016 you married again, of course I was there with my then fiancé and my son, gave you a wedding candle and was allowed to read intercessions in the church.
You were my maid of honor at my wedding in 2017. I never thought it would be the last time I saw you
But the fate struck cruelly. In December 2018, after only 2.5 years of marriage, your beloved husband died completely unexpectedly of a brain haemorrhage, he did not even reach 60
Again I was there for you, unfortunately only from a distance, we are separated by more than 200 km. And yet you can also keep a friendship alive at such a distance
The next blow was already on the horizon, but unfortunately it was not recognized by the doctors at first. Already since November 2018 you have been treated for an alleged stomach ulcer. This peptic ulcer turned out to be a tumour on the pancreas at the beginning of 2019.
When you told me that back then, the ground was pulling out from under my feet. But you had so much hope, so much desire to get better. You almost halved your weight in chemo. Endured a lot of pain.
Last I heard from you was in February. You sent me some pictures because you had been to the hairdresser and bought a new dress. This photo radiates so much joy of life, humor and fighting spirit.
On Easter Sunday I sent you an unsuspecting Easter greeting. A few hours later came the answer, which changed my life forever.
Your daughter answered me, telling me that you died peacefully and without pain on Good Friday. At just 50 years old. Fucking cancer!!!
Now I can't even say goodbye to you, because of the Corona situation you will be buried in the closest family circle.
The memory will now accompany me. Of a wonderful person. Thanks for everything.

I spontaneously took this fragrance with me when I last went shopping after testing it and stuck it to my wrist with my nose the rest of the day.
Because of earlier misleadings with the paper strip I spray every scent only on the skin for testing.
There I sometimes experience less beautiful surprises, when a scent of my nose does not appeal at all, but also pleasant experiences like with this perfume.

The fragrance starts for me with a rubbed tangerine peel. So slightly bitter-bitter. However, this disappears very quickly and turns into a warm, soft and ingratiating feel-good fragrance. The mandarin becomes more fruity, is framed by a few flowers and vanilla.

Imagine a cosy living room with an open fireplace, the logs crackle, the embers warm, you snuggle up in a large blanket and enjoy a cup of hot chocolate. But no ordinary alpine milk chocolate. No, a little darker, but not really dark.
And on a plate next to it mandarins that exude their typical citric-fruity scent.

The fragrance lasts very well, with me loosely 8 hours and longer. The bottle is very well made, lies well in the hand and the liquid shimmers gold-brownish.
For me, this fragrance is not sweet at all, but it is definitely a candidate for the cold season. With a sprayer in any case well also on the job wearable. In my opinion, not necessarily something for very young girls.

I fished Judith's Secret out of my sample box today. There's not much left, but it's still enough for one or two tests.
This perfume is a perfect companion for the office. Unobtrusive and neat. A bit powdery and slightly sweet.
A typical fresh laundry or freshly showered clean fragrance. That's exactly what I like to wear right now.

The opening is slightly citric at first, but quickly becomes powdery and flowery. Rose, violet, jasmine form a fine, bright bouquet of flowers, pleasantly accompanied by fruity accords. All in all, the fragrance is a little sweet, but by no means sticky sweet, but pleasant and not intrusive.

This fragrance is a conceivable companion in all seasons and on many occasions. He accompanies his wearer gently and very closely.
The price of the fragrance is of course very cheap but you get for your money a really pretty fragrance for which you need not be ashamed.
Only the name "Secret" is perhaps not quite suitable, because under a secret I imagine something more profound. But that would be high level whining.
For friends of fresh-clean-cared-for fragrances in any case worth a test.

A bright summer day, bees hum in the blooming garden, the first fruits are ripe.

She, in an airy, light summer dress, hair loosely tied back, freckles on her face, bright blue eyes and good things, walks through the garden and picks some fruits.

Here a little, there a little, until her bowl is full. She has collected pears, dark and red berries.
Then she goes back to the kitchen and washes the fruit first and then conjures up a delicious stewed fruit.
The whole house smells seductively of the sweet fruits.

So that the whole thing doesn't get too sweet, she adds a little black currant and rounds off her masterpiece with a dash of vanilla.

When the children come home from school there are smiling faces as she serves her compote with cool vanilla ice cream and a dash of cream.
And when the man comes home from work in the evening, the house still smells of the delicious stewed fruit and he also gets his portion.

The roses, the jasmine and the heliotrope still smell in the garden. And from far away the cedars rustle and let the evening end warmly and comfortably.