Anyone who smells rum in here has a lot of imagination. The sweetness of vanilla and tonka does not set in either, only after hours a hint can be detected.
Oops, is something happening? No, false alarm. Initially, a slightly sweet, mainly fruity fragrance is noticeable, less citrus, more dried fruit, a slightly fermented component, enhanced by a little sugar, but which does not hide the delicately rotten. If you tried it without knowing its name, you would probably never reach the goal to which the fragrance journey is supposed to lead. But, oh, the scent cannot awaken these associations.
This is roughly what The dark heart of Old Havana alludes to. The smell of fresh leaflets, expensive women's perfumes, expensive men's perfumes, the smell of the expensive, old, chic club world of Cuba. The spiciness of tobacco, the smoky velvet, the sour sweat from armpits over hips that have swayed to ChaChaCha or Salsa for a night. And again the heavy smell of thick, expensive cigars. Clark Gable, later Rock Hudson guest in the legendary Sloppy Joe's Bar, attraction for Americans in times of prohibition and cult meeting point for all lovers of Cuba Libre and Pina Colada. Havana Club dark maybe or at best a Ron Extra Anejo Arechabala 75, glittering sequined dresses on the heavy, shiny radiators of very thick cars. Smoky bars where the rum flows in streams, an Arechabala S.A.
Salsa cubana to "Buena vista Social Club", hot, dancing nights in the twenties to fifties.
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