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Glunkquolla – :
I had this in the mid 1950s in the bottle shown in the smaller picture. I had never smelled a leather perfume and didn’t know there was such a thing. I bought it for the exotic-looking label on the bottle.
The scent was deeply seductive. Although the description here says it was made for men, I didn’t know that, and happily used it to the last drop. Although I searched, I was never able to find a replacement.
I can tell you only that the perfume was in the general area with Knize Ten and Chanel’s Cuir de Russie but a bit softer and easier to wear.
The glass stopper on the bottle was the type with a prong screwed into the cork. The cork gradually disintegrated and bits fell into the bottle. We don’t see that sort of closure any more, thank goodness.