After reading all of the glorious praise in various threads, I anxiously awaited my precious parcel. Finally it had arrived. Like a little boy on Christmas morning, the package was disemboweled. Oh my God, just the site of it made me grin from ear to ear. I trembled...Be careful, remove the cap with the hands of a Saint as not to spill a drop of this rare Liqueur. FINALLY, I am going to smell the absolute nectar of the gods...the tears of Aphrodite herself. What do I do? How do I put it on?..Where? A little on my wrists, that will do it...and then the moment of moments, the one I'll remember like my wedding, my first born son, my Grandparents Golden anniversary...all wrapped up into one ceremonious moment..."The Moment of TRUTH"
What the hell? There MUST be some mistake...NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! I got robbed, that dirty S.O.B. refilled the bottle with....Coolwater???? I accidentally bought that stuff years ago and tossed it in the trash a few days later. Oh No, it can't be true, but alas, it is true. The sharp, piercing opening notes remind my of toilet bowl cleaner, after 10 minutes a musty background emerges with a now stale cut lawn finally overtaking the bathroom cleaner. later the clumps of overgrown cut grass are rained upon, left to bake in the sun and then raked over the white mold and bacterial digestive secretions which finish this dime store paperback romance novel...aren't they all alike?
Very disappointing to say the least. The one positive thing I can say though is, it is multi-dimensional and after hours of distress, there is the faintest note of a freshly bloomed flower somewhere amung the acres and acres of sod.
I've been in business for many years and at times while discussing a contract or designing a job, I have experienced fragrances on women that just absolutely made me forget everything I was talking about. Jaw dropping amazement where all I can do is think about was "what kind of perfume is she wearing". Yes, it's quite embarrassing, but a totally involuntary reaction all the same.
I think the 5 star rating here is seriously flawed...not by design, but by abuse. Relating it to women, your Wife is 5 stars (how many do you have?), your mistress is 4, the chick with a nice ass is 2 and the one who won't let you buy her a drink is....
Perhaps part of the learning process is to become completely confused first, but I think it's rather odd that I've received more compliments with a simple classic aftershave than with any top end cologne...puzzling to say the least.
Wearing a niche fragrance isn't a badge of courage....is it?
What the hell? There MUST be some mistake...NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! I got robbed, that dirty S.O.B. refilled the bottle with....Coolwater???? I accidentally bought that stuff years ago and tossed it in the trash a few days later. Oh No, it can't be true, but alas, it is true. The sharp, piercing opening notes remind my of toilet bowl cleaner, after 10 minutes a musty background emerges with a now stale cut lawn finally overtaking the bathroom cleaner. later the clumps of overgrown cut grass are rained upon, left to bake in the sun and then raked over the white mold and bacterial digestive secretions which finish this dime store paperback romance novel...aren't they all alike?
Very disappointing to say the least. The one positive thing I can say though is, it is multi-dimensional and after hours of distress, there is the faintest note of a freshly bloomed flower somewhere amung the acres and acres of sod.
I've been in business for many years and at times while discussing a contract or designing a job, I have experienced fragrances on women that just absolutely made me forget everything I was talking about. Jaw dropping amazement where all I can do is think about was "what kind of perfume is she wearing". Yes, it's quite embarrassing, but a totally involuntary reaction all the same.
I think the 5 star rating here is seriously flawed...not by design, but by abuse. Relating it to women, your Wife is 5 stars (how many do you have?), your mistress is 4, the chick with a nice ass is 2 and the one who won't let you buy her a drink is....
Perhaps part of the learning process is to become completely confused first, but I think it's rather odd that I've received more compliments with a simple classic aftershave than with any top end cologne...puzzling to say the least.
Wearing a niche fragrance isn't a badge of courage....is it?
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