When I was younger, I was obsessed with candles. I had one that I would light, leave the room for a bit, and after an hour or so of this particular candle burning, would come back and enjoy. It basically smelled like nothing until it really warmed up, and than it filled the air with this warmth that stayed around forever.
Quite honestly, I had no idea where the candle was from, what it was called, nor could I pick out particular 'notes' at that point in my BBW body spray obsessed youth.
After a couple of moves, I lost the candle and didn't really think about it until a year or so ago at Sephora. I tried Fracas randomly, spritzing it on a wrist and walking out of the store. Fracas really knows how to fill a space, and it surrounded me for a good long while. Something about it was eerily familiar, and I almost audibly squealed when I figured it out. The candle! I bought a FB the next day.
I never knew I needed tuberose until I needed Fracas, and now i'm obsessed with it. There's something slightly vulgar about it, just the constant warmth and the way it cushions around you. I believe it was Serge Lutens who said something along the lines of tuberose being the smell of sex, of hot skin? Whomever said it, it's absolutely true.
Whenever I wear this, my nose is glued to my wrist, trying to fill my lungs to bursting. Unfortunately (and I blame my super dry skin) this doesn't last too long on me. Also, I broke a quarter full bottle on a tiled floor. The bottle is thin ceramic, for you fellow klutzes.
As 'womanly' as this perfume is, a friend told me her boyfriend once wore it. I'm almost tempted to spray some on my own boyfriend, as I think it'd be amazing.