This comes out of the bottle like a shaken Orangina. Sugary tangerine and fig nectar, with a hit of creamy green that turns to sweet white flowers.
It’s got a fresh 4711 vibe, only sweeter, and lasts twice as long–which means about half an hour. I’d hose myself down with this in summer.
A wincing blast of Ruby Red pink grapefruit out of the bottle that dries down to really lovely peaches sweetened with frangipani.
The musk on the bottom has some heat, a peppery note with the sandalwood, but with hard edges.
It’s got nice facets, but kind of jumbled–and the middle notes that I love last less than 20 minutes on me.
From Under the Pink.
Nivea skin cream.
It’s nice, but the flashback to all my mid-eighties high school angst hit me like a slap, and I swear my face broke out in sympathetic second puberty.
Peony and pear on top, orris root and Duran Duran on the bottom.
High school in the mid-eighties was horrible, but the music was fantastic.
Berries, licorice, patchouli and vanilla.
This is DKNY’s version of Angel Eau Sucree, sadly without the tawdry lace underwear.
It’s too clean, too cute–stripped of the dirty punchline it just giggles rather than giving a seductive wink.
Sticks to the skin for the first half of the evening, but not the clothes.
Be Tempted can only wish it were this tempting.
I got this at Åhlens in Stockholm, a blind buy based on the (unusually talkative for a Swede) saleswoman’s advice–and I love this stuff.
It’s like VS Strawberries & Champagne finally old enough to drink, Chevaux d’Or without the gold plating, or Sadanne after moving to Milan.
Black currant wine cork pop at the beginning, then jammy roses that bloom on the clothes for hours. Woody vanilla, with enough patchouli to give it a smirk, stays close to the skin all day.
Fruity sweet, a little powdery, but with a bite and effortlessly stylish.
Chatty Swedish sales lady nailed it.
This hit came out of Italy in 2013 as well, also stylish and interesting.
A wake-up splash of sweet whiskey mash with some soft fruit, then calms down to an easy earthy floral a few inches above the skin for half an hour.
Slowly fades to sheer musk with a hint of ripening grain.
Comparing it to the source (I cook with barley in the winter, so I had some on hand) was fun–I could definitely find the dusty sweetness of the kernels.
Love this instrumental on an old classic–
A good bossy stewardess perfume.
Matter-of-fact grapefruit and grinning roses and brisk musk, but not inviting or invasive.
Starched silk suits on top, sir-take-your-seat-please on the bottom.
Dunja’s strumming technique makes me blush–