Fragrance du jour, recent sniffs, random notes.
A pretty lover you grow out of quickly.
Baby pink powder puff of irises, maturing slightly to raspberries and flirty cherries, with an almost clashing note of L.L.’s signature green violets, just to make one stand up and take notice.
A long finish with hydrangea musk and artificial vanilla, and a touch of regret.
I liked it for a while.
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This is fun–
Velvet takes the roughest wool sweater and turns it into the smoothest silk.
Opens with almond, coconut and clove, but immediately blends into hot chocolate, with a faint whiff of patchouli rising with the steam.
Half an hour in, rose blooms with an intriguing hit of root beer. Eventually settles into vanilla and sweet woods, with a cool blue ambroxy undertone, and the most comfortable sillage ever.
So well named, and perfectly unisex. This stuff could turn alpha stock market bulls into teddy bears, and the sharpest battle-axes into kittens.
Crisp roadside pear slices and lemonade, then a big swallow of juniper gin that fades into the musk at the end.
Sunny day pretty, but there’s a haze underneath, like diesel fumes.
Not for me, but I would crawl inside the clothes of the man wearing it.
Here’s Dwight Yoakum’s hit from the album Three Pears.
Candy sweet artificial red, like the lollipops from the bank teller.
Childish despite the white musk, Barbie perfume in plastic go-go boots.
Lasts through the play-date and nap hour, but fades before snack time.
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A fun song for kids and adults.
This one makes me feel clumsy, like that time I had a Bellini at the sushi cafe. The glass was garnished with jasmine and so delicate I was afraid I’d break it.
Starts out watery–peonies in the rain.
Peaches bloom for an hour or two with a bit of orange flower and breezy musk, then woody bottom notes fade into the skin.
Gets better after an hour.
(The guy called it a mean old lady perfume.)
Edit – 2/24/23
I was so hoping this would be as fun as the dark flankers to the original Lolita Lempicka.
Si Noir is a lot richer and sweeter on the bottom, but still has that pink pepper and sweet pea sharp pinch on top and the patchouli cigarette ash in the middle, but I’m not willing to wait for it.
Better than the first, but it’s no Minuit Noir.
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“Mean old lady caused me to weep and moan…”
Bright orange juice splash opening, with a sweet peppery middle. The fruit settles down to ginger water, but doesn’t last.
A lovely pick-me-up scent, in a mimosas-after-the-gym sort of way.
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Juliette Has A Gun’s Moscow Mule is the perfect mirror of the cocktail, down to the copper cup.
The first sip is a citrus twist, followed by big swallows of sparkling ginger ale. A wooden muddler mixes in clear vodka musk, until only the metal mug remains, a brassy mineral aftertaste.
A good happy hour scent.
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This song has a good kick to it.
Fresh and fun and fashionable–a mermaid in spangled spandex and designer seashells.
Wet flowers bloom strong, then ease into sugary herbs, water mint and those funny green lake apples that float on the surface in the summer. A bit later salt cascades into the sweet, the sharp edges of the crystals biting like ocean water.
I liked the advertising insert enough to look for it in the store–it fades fast. A pick me up rather than a long wear, but the lack of white musk is refreshing.
This is also fun and fashionable and fresh–
Nice. A perfect Valentine’s scent.
Big overripe strawberry and milk chocolate that melts away as the rose blooms.
The rose softens to oud, sitting close, then turns to water on the skin.
It’s addictive, the I-want-more of cake, too easy to reapply until one has a stomach ache.
I’d save up for it, if it lasted longer.
kira a. gold 