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10/19/2023
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You are so familiar to me - from the end of the world to the cake buffet
Fragrances are actually a bit like friends for me. Sometimes life companions or even lasting love affairs. Family members. The name I give them doesn't really matter. And if a fragrance is familiar to me, then the inhibition threshold is lower to want to have him absolutely.
With Honoré Delights, I initially thought that we would not become the very best of friends. With Ambrette I can not always. It seems woody to me, often somewhat artificial. But Honoré Delights developed from a fragrance with a small annoying note to a damn good friend. First greeted ELdOs La Fin Du Monde in the prelude. Iris, ambrette, something woody that already hints at the base note. A fragrance I once fell in love with, but then didn't want to keep. With the ELdO, the disturbing note was more pronounced. But that I with Quentin Bischs fragrances often can not, is no secret.
Honoré Delights accompanied me longer and I recognize even more familiar, beloved. In the base note, a wonderfully delicate, soft and refined vanilla comes to the fore. The kind of vanilla I came to know and love in Tokyomilk's Let Them Eat Cake. With Tokyomilk, the love was passé after one bottle length for now. Too much sweetness, too much coconut had this fragrance, so that I after consumed 30 milliliters first not longed for replenishment. But this delicate vanilla, I could not forget. It visited me now with Honoré Delights another time. And this time without coconut and without too much exuberant sweetness. Instead, in a delicate, body perfume, as I prefer my fragrances actually almost always.
Well, what can I say. I will probably have to get it for me, even if we had brief starting difficulties with each other. Whether he will stay permanently, will be seen. And what makes him even more familiar and beautiful for me: he also has this inkling of one of my absolute favorite perfumes, but to Mr. Polly. Namely, Cašran by Chopard. Only the masculine, this slight hint of fougère notes that belong to Cašran, they are missing here. Instead, there is a very gentle neroli citric and a bit more vanilla. Even a hint of iris remains until the end and gives the fragrance for me a rather feminine touch. With yet such a teensy idea, as if my skin had kissed Cašran.
Oh yes, I love you, Honoré Delights. Thank you my dear Connie. I think I'll go get that one now.
With Honoré Delights, I initially thought that we would not become the very best of friends. With Ambrette I can not always. It seems woody to me, often somewhat artificial. But Honoré Delights developed from a fragrance with a small annoying note to a damn good friend. First greeted ELdOs La Fin Du Monde in the prelude. Iris, ambrette, something woody that already hints at the base note. A fragrance I once fell in love with, but then didn't want to keep. With the ELdO, the disturbing note was more pronounced. But that I with Quentin Bischs fragrances often can not, is no secret.
Honoré Delights accompanied me longer and I recognize even more familiar, beloved. In the base note, a wonderfully delicate, soft and refined vanilla comes to the fore. The kind of vanilla I came to know and love in Tokyomilk's Let Them Eat Cake. With Tokyomilk, the love was passé after one bottle length for now. Too much sweetness, too much coconut had this fragrance, so that I after consumed 30 milliliters first not longed for replenishment. But this delicate vanilla, I could not forget. It visited me now with Honoré Delights another time. And this time without coconut and without too much exuberant sweetness. Instead, in a delicate, body perfume, as I prefer my fragrances actually almost always.
Well, what can I say. I will probably have to get it for me, even if we had brief starting difficulties with each other. Whether he will stay permanently, will be seen. And what makes him even more familiar and beautiful for me: he also has this inkling of one of my absolute favorite perfumes, but to Mr. Polly. Namely, Cašran by Chopard. Only the masculine, this slight hint of fougère notes that belong to Cašran, they are missing here. Instead, there is a very gentle neroli citric and a bit more vanilla. Even a hint of iris remains until the end and gives the fragrance for me a rather feminine touch. With yet such a teensy idea, as if my skin had kissed Cašran.
Oh yes, I love you, Honoré Delights. Thank you my dear Connie. I think I'll go get that one now.
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