BEST. PERFUME. EVER.
I have been wearing this perfume for YEARS! I am not wanting to rate the price for only one reason. However, my review is being held hostage until I rate it. Apparently, price is required.
If there was an you're off your rocker choice or an I need to take out a home equity loan, in order to afford this perfume choice, well, that is what I would have opted for. I will explain why just a bit further along in this review .. But, just like they say in Paradise By The Dashboard Light, by Meatloaf... STOP RIGHT THERE!!
Before we go any further and for legal reasons I must ask that you take a seat. No seats with caster wheels should even be considered, but, it's your choice. For your maximum protection please seek chairs of the 4 metal legged variety or bench type seating. Be sure to pull down the shoulder harness until you hear a very loud CLICK. There is a short strap with a heavy duty, seat belt-like buckle attached to the shoulder harness, as an added security measure please buckle up for safety. No leaning on two legs of the chair or any other horse play that may cause you to lose concentration even momentarily, monkey business like that can and has been known to cause people their lives! Sign here and here. *points* Initial here. Here. There and once more right there *points*.. date it. Thank you remember to keep your arms and legs on a stable surface at all times and please enjoy the ride! Failure to heed this warning may result in serious injury and in very rare cases even death. That being said, proceed at your own risk..
The only reason I didn't really want to rate the price was: it is way out of hand!! I don't mean a little out of hand, I mean INSANELY out of hand. For many years my husband bought the 3.4ml bottle for me and paid (this is the part you needed to be seated and strapped in for.. are you sure you're ready? Oh, wait.. do you have health coverage? Heart attacks happen and I will not be held responsible! Ok, ok.. I'll tell you!! Hold on to your seats!!) He paid $15.00!! So, that is how insanely out of hand it's gotten! It is not totally unbelievable, but, it does make a person's stomach tighten up and turn over on itself, no? Remember 3rd grade Social Studies? We covered a little thing called Supply and Demand? Well, peeps, here is a prime example of that very basic, elementary, economic principle. The people who have this perfume (supply), also have the unmitigated gall to charge outrageously inflated prices. People who want the perfume (demand), also have no choice but to pay the price, no matter how ridiculous it gets! If you didn't understand it then, you do now, right? Supply and Demand people, it really is just that simple!
I've been in food stores, bars, clothing stores or just out among the general public only to have both men and women invade my personal space.
When it began I thought I was just being paranoid. I remember the first indecent (pun intended) incident, as clearly as if it happened yesterday. I was in Pathmark, food shopping. I turned down an aisle and there was a woman there shopping also. I went about my business. Next aisle, there she was. This happened all through the store and despite the fact that there were several cash registers open, she got in the same line BEHIND me. I thought that was odd. Finally, she spoke. She said, I'm sorry am I creeping you out? (Now of all the ways she could have struck up a conversation, this is the way she chooses to go? REALLY?!?!) I looked at her and without mincing words, flatly answered,"quite frankly, yes!" She said,"I don't mean to, it's just that you smell SO good, I need to know what you're wearing?" I said,"That would have been a better way to start this conversation.. much less creepy!" We both laughed. "Indecence", I stated. She said,"I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to be indecent. I just didn't know how to approach you." I said,"No. Indecence is what I'm wearing. The perfume." "Ohhhh", she half laughed, turning cherry red.
Then there was the bar incident. I was waiting to order a drink and some random guy just buried his nose into the back of my head and took a big old sniff. No forethought. No warning. No apology. Nothing. Unbelievably, I displayed almost no reaction. No drinks were thrown. No punches. No cursing. Nothing. I just wanted a drink, instead I got snuffed up and told I smelled terrific! I don't want to say I got used to those kinds of things happening, but, they became a common occurrence, albeit an uncomfortable one.
The smells you have working here are multifaceted. Oriental, woodsy and amber, right from the start. Cinnamon? Maybe. Patchouli? Perhaps. Earthy. Exotic. Sensual. Sexual. The dry down on me, powdery.
Nothing flowery or fruity smelling about this perfume at all!
Long lasting. Romantic. Works well with my chemistry.
But, if you ask my mom, she claims on her it smells like pencil shavings. Pencil shavings, mom? Really? *shrugs* Ok. What exactly do pencil shavings smell like and how did you make that leap?? Apparently not for everyone. LOL