Poets of Berlin from Vilhelm Parfumerie is a vile bioluminescent mutant blueberry thing. A blueberry subjected to a sketchy, underfunded experiment in a prototype telepod but there was also a particle of lemon-aloe-bamboo Glade air freshener in the chamber before it was hermetically sealed as well as a smashed bedazzle gem that fell off of an intern’s acrylic nail, unnoticed. Torn apart atom by atom, the small jammy fruit merged with the glinting shards of sugary bling and a blisteringly caustic glow-in-the-dark citrus-lily. I don’t think David Bowie ever wrote a song about this monster but there was a movie adaptation with Jeff Goldblum

I don’t think I’ve had my nose on a prominent blueberry note before. This is really interesting.

its not what I would consider a blueberry tastes like, at least here in the UK. It’s more like a lip balm, but not cloying or artificial.

The citrus isn’t too sharp, but helps keep balance.

I would have sworn there was tobacco and maybe light patchouli here in the opening, there’s a suggestion of spice somewhere, I’m guessing it’s a mixture of the green notes and dry vetiver!

The green fresh bamboo is almost mouth watering. It adds a juicy fresh note which again keeps the fruits from getting too sweet.

Settling down, the blueberry comes and goes from the spotlight.

We’re at an hour in. I’ll update in a while.

Around 5 hours now - settled into a slightly sweet floral with soft and creamy undertones. Still get the blueberry note too.

very different from anything I’m used to smelling, really like it!

Poets of Berlin from Vilhelm Parfumerie is a vile bioluminescent mutant blueberry thing. A blueberry subjected to a sketchy, underfunded experiment in a prototype telepod but there was also a particle of lemon-aloe-bamboo Glade air freshener in the chamber before it was hermetically sealed as well as a smashed bedazzle gem that fell off of an intern’s acrylic nail, unnoticed. Torn apart atom by atom, the small jammy fruit merged with the glinting shards of sugary bling and a blisteringly caustic glow-in-the-dark citrus-lily. I don’t think David Bowie ever wrote a song about this monster but there was a movie adaptation with Jeff Goldblum.