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Time for a little life sign. As a matter of fact, after a few days getting used to doing not too much, to having our beloved guest at home, and to slow life, we are all enjoying it.
So here is a little wrap up before I dive into sweet days of living without agenda again:
The Lonestar Memories label has finally arrived and is sticked these hours onto the flacons, boxed and stored for shipment later this year. I am so glad I made the poll! I am loving it.
And as X-mas is around the corner, cans are filled with master mixes….transforming an average Swiss household into desert land and Moroccan rose fields.
I finally have the time and leisure to work on the new website design. After a couple of hours I managed to get random image display to work. Uff.
The comments on the L’eau d’épices come in and I am very happy and grateful. A big hug to all of you who send me long mails with your thoughts on this fragrance. I appreciate a lot.

So, these are great days and to top it all: Today appeared my interview with Helg on Perfumeshrine. I loved the questions, some of them rather challenging, and I love Helg’s new layout of her blog.

Finally, the W.-factor bought a new tool, allowing to digitalize vinyls. And my days pass by with endless repetitions of my one and only vinyl, Get Down by 12th floor, the original whoopin’ mix…it works wonders on one’s adrenalin level and we all hope it inspires perfume creations, too. Here’s a little teaser…..mp3 format or wav format. (sorry for the quality, I am no sound master)
Soundtrack: Raw fusion records
Sound file: Excerpts from Get down by “12th floor”. You can get the vinyl here

Holidays continues, but you may expect another life sign at the end of next week. Fragrant greetings from holiday land.
(Picture: Lonestar Memories with the new label)
and because I am enjoying it so much…

Sodeli….here is the visual statistic. A snap shot on where the requests for samples came from and where they went to. The font size is proportional to the numbers of samples.

Surprise, surprise… The post woman had to skip her coffee break and was sweating as we had 30°C plus some degree outside and inside it must have been around 28.  At first she was happy when we had all non-US envelops done. Until she realized that there was a bag next to me, filled up with the US envelops. At least my post woman could press the repeat button for the US envelops and so both of us slowly drifted away, driven by her repetitive movements, and my dream of samples flying around the globe.

Hurray: Holiday!

Contrary to our original plans we stay at home, having a dear guest for whom we take care and in between we enjoy: Summer. Yes. Finally. There is summer. We’ve already given up. A positive side aspect of staying at home: Time to do what should have been done since a long time, like cleaning up the shelves or sleeping after lunch.
Or labeling envelops. This little bag holds 80 envelops that are labeled in the mean time with a blue priority label, the green customs thing and the addresses and will find their way to a Swiss post office this afternoon. Provided Ms post woman will not fade while printing out the digital stamps, all envelopes should fly off today. The last time I did it, Ms post woman was not entirely happy. Like myself she does not like repetitive work. If she fades I will have to open up one envelop and reanimate her with some scented water. Thus, if you do not get it: You know who’s to blame.

In light of summer, the sun and my sleeping after lunch: From time to time there will be no post in the coming days….. but tomorrow we gonna lock at statistics. Sort of.

Well, thank you all for your lovely lines and enthusiasm! It feels very good. Wow! These 75 samples went so fast.
And although the W.-factor is slightly complaining…we look forward to a weekend with lots of envelops and labels to print and customs green stickers to fill out.
Thus, now that the party is over: Time to empty the ashtrays, do the wash-up and label these envelops!

Fragrant greetings to you all and enjoy your weekend!

I think everyone knows this situation. You wake up after having dreamed, and ten seconds later, when you try to remember your dream, because it was a nice and interesting dream, it‘s all gone. If I try to describe a perfume with words something similar happens. I have something in mind and when I try to put it into words it slides away. When reading the almost poetic taste descriptions on the labels of wine bottles I very often think: Yes, that‘s it, but I wouldn‘t be able to figure out the words myself.

So, and now I‘m supposed to write something about Andy‘s creation „Eau d‘épices“. Let‘s go!

It‘a perfume I like very much for its fineness. It‘s strong and delicate at the same time, something like Céline Dion: She‘s an almost fragile looking woman with a surprisingly powerful voice. I think that the delicate and the strong aspect are perfectly balanced in this perfume. L‘eau d‘épices smells very fresh, it‘s a morning scent and makes me think of small flowers. When I‘m wearing it I feel fresh and light. But there is also something in it which reminds me of forest, that‘s the spicy part in it and that‘s (I guess) the reason for its name because literally translated it means „water of spices“. A „pain d‘épices“ e.g. in French is what you call gingerbread in English. And it fits: The longer you smell it, the stronger gets the desire to taste it, too. It‘s like coming into your granny‘s flat while she is baking cookies for Christmas using her old recipe. So, be careful, don‘t bite into your arm while sniffing l‘eau d‘épices. There is one note in it which (for me) is clearly the dominating one, but don‘t ask me what component it is.

And that‘s the reason for which I‘ll never be a journalist writing about perfumes.

….the W.-factor speaking.

< I am sorry, the 75 samples are gone. Thank you to all who send me mails. You will get a confirmation mail in the coming days....>
The last few days I was working on this post. Well, …more on what is behind it. And I could not talk about it! Like a little boy I was fighting with myself, keeping it secret.

So, 2 years of Tauer Perfumes blogging is here. Time to say thank you. To all of you who visit and share your thoughts, send me inspirations, and keep me going by your enthusiasm.

Thank you.

To celebrate this moment, I made 75 samples ready, in envelopes packed already, to be sent to all places on this world.

THESE SAMPLES ARE ALL GONE NOW.

The fragrance is described by the W.-factor in his own words. Yes…. his first post on a blog! And trust me: It would not exist without him; it is the latest, best, mod of the l’eau d’épices.
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(flyer front side for the 2-year blogging fragrance sample)

There is a therapeutic value of cleaning up. Physically (lifting boxes goes for an evening in the gym) and psychologically. In light of the last weeks weather the rearranging activities in my perfumery room make very sense, too. It is like a spring cleaning, as it feels like April these days and we are all hoping for a second spring hormone rush…

Cleaning up the perfumery room means transferring piles of boxes. And bottles. And more bottles and ahhhh! well, more bottles with fragrant molecules waiting to be released. The perfumery room, you may call it the storage room: Looks empty again and is ready for our visitor expected in the coming days.

The side aspect of all of this forth and back: Wow! Look at how many bottles and essential oils and synthetics I have! One starts wondering what else might come up when cleaning the cellar. Thus, I rediscoverd lemon thyme essential oil. I totally forgot about it. It feels like Christmas!

Or like a squirrel in January. Rabbits, we have discovered on this blog earlier, are unsystematic eaters. And trust me: Squirrels have memory troubles. They tend to forget (at least the Swiss squirrels….) where they have hidden the nuts in autumn as reserve for later. Maybe this is one reason why they , from time to time, show predatory behaviour. More on Wikipedia’s article on squirrels. Not that this comes as surprise to me… I always had my doubts! They are just pretending….

Oups…forgot to load my labtop.

No post for today!

After almost 3 hours behind the TV yesterday evening, waiting for the end of the Manchurian Candidate, I am brain washed today. According to wiki the movie had a budget of 80 Mio $ and runs 129 min. I’ll bet that the overall budget of the ads we had to see for about 30 min in total was close to the movie budget altogether.

Beautiful supernatural women with a baby skin asked me whether I have not always dreamed of a nice decent tan without sun (NO, honey, haven’t. I will stay cheesy for ever), others invite me to discover the Coke side of life (well, I guess this side is pretty dark), Axe reduces women to helpless perfume victims, and in the middle we discover how devastating wrinkles are, following a fast-motion development of Ms beautiful in her 30-ies to a pale wrinkly pumpkin in her 50-ies. Well, maybe the ice cream that is all natural would help her to fill up those collagen holes…

Be it and back to the helpless perfume victim. In a sense, Axe (=Lynx) is very honest about things. Some of us dream this dream of fragrances as a pheromone bomb. Well,…forget it. I would rather recommend (if at all) looking at fragrances as aphrodisiac. But wait, maybe I am wrong and my skin is just too cheesy to lead to an Axe effect. hmmm…I never was a perfume victim so far. How about you?

Stay tuned for more highlights this week, including a First,-Never-Happened-Before! on this blog.

Greetings from a perfumer in search of perfume victims….

(Picture: Sun after a rainy night, shining through crystal clean leaves in Zurich)

Sitting in the train and listening to one of the most beautiful lines that have been composed on this planet; Pachelbel, canon. And as always, it is its simplicity that brings around its beauty. And as the waves go up and down, soundwaves hitting the ear, magic happens. Beauty becomes physical and the heart starts beating faster, the hands tremble, a shower runs down the spine and a smile plays with tears.

I still have not figured out WHY we humans are so toucheable by beauty. What is the meaning of this if you look at it from an evolutionary point of view? How does recognition and appreciation of beauty translates into fitness of survival?

With the showers of impulses running down the spine, I look forward to a soothing effect on a pair of kidneys that for whatever reasons seem to be more present than usual. If Pachelbel does not help we will try to put them on ice, hehehe…. at least indirectly with a scotch in the middle.

And finally the showers of impulses mixes with scented waves coming from a paper strip, featuring a vetiver trial of a couple of weeks ago. I can’t wait to have more time to work on this one.

Talking time….time to say byebye for the weekend. Enjoy!