Many of the perfumes of the house of Lush open loudly, unpleasantly, and sometimes quite abrasively. A few of them, however, do end up smelling like something at least approaching a worthy perfume. I'm not sure what to think about this one.
THE SMELL OF WEATHER TURNING is obviously intended to be a kind of Demeter-esque re-creation of the smell of weather turning, but to my nose it smells like a cross between an electrical fire or a short-circuited appliance and a forest of rotting wood underneath which mushrooms have begun to sprout. Is this a unique combination of scents? Yes, of course. Is it a perfume which I would normally choose to wear? No, I would not.
This particular Lush creation pushes the boundaries of perfumery, but it also raises the question of what perfume is supposed to be. Should perfume smell good? To me, this one does not, and while I might be able to embrace its originality on some level, it is only as an abstraction, not as a fragrance to wear. This is the sort of scent which probably does belong in an olfactory art exhibit, but it does not belong on my skin, and I intend to bathe soon to remove the lingering traces of this rather unpleasant scent and probably will not wear it again, although there is still some liquid left in my 2ml sample vial.
I ended up testing this perfume three times, always hoping to find what I had missed before. When all is said and sniffed, I have to confess that I think that this stinks.