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Perfume types reflect the concentration of aromatic compounds in a solvent, which in fine fragrance is typically ethanol or a mix of water and ethanol. Perfume is a mixture of fragrant essential oils and aroma compounds, fixatives, and solvents used to give the human body, animals, objects, and living spaces a "pleasant" smell. As the percentage of aromatic compounds increases, so does the intensity and longevity of the scent created. Different perfumeries or perfume houses assign different amounts of oils to each of their perfumes. Purchasing from Scentmatchers was a great decision. They were able to accurately reproduce my fragrance.

The scents that are perceived immediately on application of a perfume. Top notes consist of small, light molecules that evaporate quickly. They form a person's initial impression of a perfume and thus are very important in the selling of a perfume. Also called the head notes. I will add that it is also, to me, a perfume that contributes to defining without any ambiguity or restrictions a classic ideal of rugged masculinity as conveyed by a fragrance; it is rather efficient. FRAGRANCE NOTES - leather, wood, tobacco, basil and oakmoss, a masculine scent.

100% Love reinvents sensuality through intoxicating and addictive notes. Important: To understand this fragrance, it needs to be sprayed on your skin! Aroma compounds can be found in food, wine, spices, perfumes, fragrance oils, and essential oils. For example, many form biochemically during ripening of fruits and other crops. In wines, most form as byproducts of fermentation.  Olfactory receptors are cell membrane receptors on the surface of sensory neurons in the olfactory system which detect air-borne aroma compounds.

Porkchops and discontinued perfume.

This is all just a test. Boing, boing, boing, up we go. This is all about continuing the dialog and freddy, but mostly about freddy. My left thumb is the wicked truth. Kind of perfumy, or perfumist, or really not that at all. Now you know about a stream. Wasn't it advance? I think not, but write do. Now you see the sun and the pirates. Whacked wombat wimps wile away the day while watching whiskers. Huh, is human. White snow beckons with ice cream goodness but disappoints with ice cream coldness. Turn up the heat. I suppose that's enough for today.

Back, back where you belong in my heart baby yeah. Mostly we are looking at the amount of weedwackers per square inch. WPSI. Nose nuzzles blue cup as whispers haunt the pink bowl. Furry floats amongst the yapping yellers scared to "oh no!" with the weeds. Strange that she would think that way, but refreshing. If I had two more batteries I could power the space station. A measure with no tape is just plastic. The tape is really metal though, so try not to let that confuse you. This must be it because she cries, it is time for love and yum yum treats.

This is obviously being manually adjusted. Which is strange, but really? Once I was wandering with watching wise men westward, but then we were lost, and now I am found. Have you seen my dog? It's as easy as ABC, 123. The sun should leave my eyes and wander space where it belongs. The object of my eye irks even the erstwhile. Shuggles shimmied. That's all he does, it's a sight to see. The sun beats my dog into the watching west men. We once made perfume for a dog, he was zexy, too zexy for words. Now I must poodle on.

What happens today is cotton candy which, as pointed out, is 240 calories of yesterday's frozen burrito. The orange, ceramic lion waits for turned turnips to snipe nasty upon the lowest locust. Insert quarter to survive. Carved cursive on the wall is all in my dreams of you which always come true. Jointed Caterpillar eats the dirt as it plows the house upon the ground. Someone tell spring a volcano has sprung so it's time to satiate the environment. How will jet's fly without fuel, let's not discuss that since we have no solution. Electric boats plug my plugger as batteried barges pirate the seven seas.

Pied Piper pipes pies into purple penelopes plump like pittsburgh. Are you calling Pittsburgh fat? No, just their football fans. Perfume carves the maiden night with scents of fragrance fawned over midnight violence,. Valleys, it's valleys you twister, it's always valleys, get the terminology down. Sorry boss, it's time for my pillow. That is and is, and is, it is. Today was a day of days to behold and grasp wholeheartedly with love and extra sweet goodness because it is the beginning of the new peace inside outside rightside leftside downside upside, are you on mice hide?  

This is going to be boring. As boring as Beanie Babies building bike brains. You know you are getting weird when your dreams have a conscience. What fun is that? That's about all I have to say today. Sick season sets silent sadness on tiny socked sugar. Poor little poo poo head. You know you are getting hungry when you eat your own hand. That's a good indication. Hammy handed hoodlums hindquarters have hopes of hallowed happiness. My angst is leaving, drunkenly kicking the table as it stumbles out the door mumbling "I never liked you anyway".

Planned purpose plodders prod plows over Pikes Peak. Then die. Plan that. Here's how I feel about writing this today... burger fries burp. However it does need to be done to keep the animals at bay one day. Some searchers seek souls to satisfy sanctimonious suffering. Perfume is mellow hello to be mixed with mellow yellow, come sit next to me you fine fellow.  You should consider learning how to defend your king. I think there is a world where Santa Claus really exists. Then, philosophically speaking, so does Chucky. Perhaps that's a fair trade. It's entirely possible that Santa made Chucky and someone wrote a book about it and they talk about it every Sunday.

Blistering Badasses. I like B's. I would listen to a heavy metal band called the Blistering Badasses. Where did  Bronco Berry go, a wicked combination of B's and Great Taste. Beer Brats didn't go away did they Arby's? Letters have character traits, I believe that. Cuts, craves, coddles, and cares, confusing. Quit quivering quilting quotas, q sucks. Quack, Quack. T is the Timbering Tremendous Triad of Titanic Torturous Titillation.  Speaking of Bronco Berry, why can't ketchup come in those perfectly purposed packages like sweet n sour? Would that be too convenient? I hate that word, I never spell it right. Not really enjoying how literal I'm being today, I thought I was in the mood to write. Delete, Delete, Dictate, Direct, Dominate, Destroy Death. The comma is key to all that you B.

Lake Placid, Walter Cronkite, Smith & Wessen. Chestnuts roasting on an open fire. 

Tell me the nice, and some of the nice, and then tell me the truth. No don't, lie, quickly, fondly, nicely, oh so very nicely. Then tell me it's true, and smile. Don't wilt, smile with all that you lie, and find it in front of, and lift it above. Now slowly, oh so so slowly, tell me you love me and live it again, melt on my arms and stride through my back. I was, were, will be, oh so jagged and now smoothed like a stone, longing to be, sharp, not shaven, shorn, shoveled or shunted. I won't, I don't (I do!) fit in your pocket nicely, I want to rip through your jeans and find all your veins, I want you to feel me, to know I am here. Smite, might, and smack your lies, as you look at me oh so nicely and then relax and say that it's all so and right, and true, blue, like a robin's egg so shiny and round. And round, and round, and round, so smooth and so down.  

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