When there are, for example: AdP Colonia Club, Acqua di Gio Essenza, Light Blue pour homme. And then think about what's in the cupboard for which I haven't yet written a comment. What do you do in times of Corona, when all scent temples are closed but questions for a new commentary arise? First of all, switch the console in the bathroom from winter to summer due to the predicted development of outside temperatures.
In all honesty, there is nothing to despise here. The scent dries down into a soothing, almost aromatic herbs and woods, lovely nonetheless. Light Blue for Men incorporates some nicely watered-down citrus notes that come with a tiny touch of sweetness, more natural than synthetic. It leaves a pleasantly subtle citrusy scent which will not stink out a room in any case. The sillage is very intimate, but nicely so. This fragrance doesn't give me a headache like the other one does. Many people are comparing this fragrance to Acqua di Gio, however I must disagree.
This is not the sexiest fragrance I've ever come across, but it is clean and appealing in lots of ways. I find this fragrance quite nice, especially for the hotter seasons where strong fragrances don't work all that well. However, since trying Light Blue for Men, I have much more respect for Dolce & Gabbana.Ĭitrusy and fresh, without being the nose-burning, acidic kind, is always the best way to go when it comes to me. This was quite an experience-based review, but I think Light Blue is much more than just a thin water for undemanding perfumers beyond my sentimental affection and hope that not only I can take a varied, intimate journey with this special OdeurĪs much as I have tried to understand the popularity surrounding the female version of D&G Light Blue, I have never been able to come to terms with it at all. Never obtrusive, he does not abandon you and remains as an affirmative silhouette for a long time in the vicinity. Also my experiences with the staying power of my old, new friend are only good. Since that time in the most sensual country in the world, I have been carrying Light Blue piggyback through life, we laugh a lot, suffer together, are one. Light blue was very fine and seemed to be magnetically attracted to my wrist.Ī wave of unspoilt cool rain air, a fiery sting of latent pertiness and cheeky wit, an inkling of smouldering, lusciously cracking logs of wood, the scent of wet skin and an unsweetened lemonade touched me as familiarly as an old friend, whose shared childhood adventures still rave in my memory as vividly as if I were still hunting through high meadows and sandy dunes at the moment. I hadn't tested much yet, at that time I already felt overwhelmed whether this sea was full of scents and possibilities, olfactory worlds and stories. I unexpectedly found a splinter of identity in a large, hectic perfumery near the Pope's Palace as I strolled through the narrow streets one afternoon. My silky mass of identity blew in many ways in the mistral, longed for, was full of gaps. A few years ago, 16, in search of many things, the windy spring of Avignon welcomed me to a six-month cultural exchange. Light blue is my first big fragrance love. Sometimes, however, the attachment to the beloved object is intensified and it becomes a jewel worth protecting. Illusions are often broken like falling mirror glass, magic is stolen and tender things are desecrated. Just as with films, books, food, places and much more that tends to trigger strong feelings, it is not always the best idea, with regard to fragrances that are close to one's heart, to get the opinions of the anonymous masses, who comment, criticize and in the worst case despise them without regard to sentimentality and knowledge about them.
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