The mood is rising. Late at night you slowly return home before the others You stop halfway, in the middle of the forest road and remember how you moved here a few weeks ago. The clouds move away from the moon for a moment and hit your skin You can hear a loud, bloodcurdling howling through the forest --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Masculinity describes in a predefined way the sum of the characteristics which are considered to be characteristic for the man : Middle Ages. A mild night of a full moon. After a hard day of field work the evening comes to an end, the last villagers scurry across the field paths, their own children and the wife are lying in bed. Definitely less compliments, but whoever chooses Memoir Men does so primarily for themselves anyway and one thing I can say is that it is a wonderful decision Welcome to my review and if you don't feel like a amateur nose story scrolls down to the fragrance description, because this is my annual highlight and financially my last one 2019.

Yes, we burn incense and lavender to make it smell a little like church, Joseph also has holy water with him to make it safe here"Outside you can hardly see your hand in front of your eyes, because the round moon is usually hidden behind dense clouds.

I want to be fair, too. I think the scents are actually very well done, a scent is given and somehow the composition has something noble and rich. The minty alcohol note in combination with the smoky - I admit it has something! It's really well done and I can absolutely understand it if someone thinks the scent is good. Personally, I really can't do anything with him at all. Even my beloved lavender I tried to smell there. It does stand there but in the whole alcoholic-balsamic turmoil it simply drowns. I can't wear it, I would never buy it and I absolutely can't recommend it to anyone. Even my cousin, who is travelling in gothic style, I would rather advise to wear Lalique's wonderful Encre Noir. I'd wear it even if it rained once and I'm not up for anything. Faith has such days every time. But are these days desirable? I don't think so. Do these days often happen? I hope not! We throw around these expressions so often in everyday life. It's too feminine when we see the color pink. That was now "really masculine" when a buddy in the Wifebeater, stained with barbecue sauce, crushed his 4th beer ext and the can on his forehead. In this respect one must agree with most here that the association is not far-fetched there. The heart note keeps what it promises and those who can't connect anything with it will find it hard to find Him. Somehow this spice mix bomb embodies everything I would like to be in certain moments, a superficial unshakable masculinity paired with a certain depth.But at that time these shops were always dark, full of nippes, funny stoner clothes and lots of utensils that made every Kanabi consumer's heart go up. So far I've only written comments on fragrances that I've rated at least 7.5. For this reason I would like to write a comment to a smell, which I did not find so good and justify this as accurately as possible. Memoir Man has now still received a 5.0 from me, but compared to the average this is clearly below the general average on Parfumo. Many love this scent and I tell you: It's also good if you love him. You certainly have your own personal reasons and arguments and preferences. That is why I hope that you at least accept my point of view and whoever wants to go further understands it. My thanks go at this point to Fab83, from whom I got the bottling (which has meanwhile been sent further).

My dilemma is, that I am always much younger appreciated, I dress accordingly youthfully and still have quite a lot of hair when I look around in my circle of friends But what does it smell like now? And that's where the next memory comes in. If we leave out the spicy top note, you can reduce it to a headshop.You are tired and sweaty, but you want to drink a beer, so you leave the farm and go to the village pub. Past the small hut of the "Healerin", a creepy old woman of whom nobody seems to know what she is actually doing in this area. Yes I was young and yet old enough to know what it means not to buy everything online. A semi-stronger wannabe, 15 or 16 years old, and a peer pressure, I was regularly drawn to the city's headshops, of which there will probably only be a handful today, all of which have been turned up to modern clean youth. Vaporizer...