Watery peach tea and the Brooklyn Botanic Garden in the spring.
Great for a high school girl with a big allowance. When she goes to college, she’ll graduate to Lancome Tresor.
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I love everything Tones and I does with their voice–this stripped down cover is haunting.
The peelie advertises pear, iris, leather and patchouli, but all I get is baked vinyl car seats, hot tires and a melting popsicle.
Perhaps the “New Gentle Man” needs to park his convertible in the shade?
Edit – 5/12/21
Fresh from the bottle he pear comes through, but with more plastic fruit than juicy crispness. The iris and patchouli make a nice powder somewhere between baby talc and sawdust, but I’m still not convinced.
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I want to hang out in a Gorillaz video.
Silly sweet rich girl.
Very high end but trend-tired caramelized amber, this time supporting peach hard candy.
A loud giggle, but doesn’t stand out from all the others enough to warrant the price tag.
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Another apple for the teacher–this one is passionate about Victorian literature and floral print dresses.
Honeycrisp by the bushel and Crabtree & Evelyn rose talc, with modest sillage until tea time. Woodsy amber at the bottom lasts longer on clothes.
I kind of feel like this is what an American designer thinks London should be–cliche and prissy and pretty history–without acknowledging the grime and colonialism and punk rock.
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The “DKNY Hearts the World” line came out in 2012, when this song hit it big in the US. (And Florence is actually from London, unlike this perfume.)
Alcoholic juicy figs out of the bottle that turn creamy with jasmine right away, then has fancy tea and cake for thirty minutes.
I like the clary sage that keeps this clean and not too sweet, but it’s definitely on the feminine end of unisex.
The pine bottom notes settle under the skin for another hour.
Nice, but not a whole lot of personality.
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Feeling Cher’s cover of this one today.
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.
Fruity, but hard and cold like all the Omnias–mashed berries on ice that melt in an hour into a pretty floral garnish. The cedar musk lasts longest, sweet and dry on the skin overnight.
I wish the pomegranate and hibiscus were noticeable beyond the initial juicy tartness. I just get an upscale red Kool-aid, and it’s refreshing, but I like a stronger summertime drink.
Apropos. (Wasn’t that one of the Three Musketeers?)
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