CaroCastle

It was only a year ago that I discovered this fragrance in the perfumery. I liked it, but whether it will remain so in the long term, I could not know. I'd have to take it out for a walk more often. Should I buy it?
Nah... too expensive, bottle too clumsy, and that name... What should I say if someone asks me the name of my perfume? "I don't know. The name is so long I can't remember it" would probably be one of the less embarrassing possible answers. So I only complained to my husband about how such a great fragrance can be so spoiled by marketing alone and let the matter rest.
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A few days later my husband gave me this perfume. And I carried it around. And I loved it. A good mood fragrance full of young light-heartedness like a visit to a carnival. Hands up, weekend. A sweetness restrained by spice. One of a kind.
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A few months later it was used up to the last drop. What? Empty so soon? Is this a post-purchase candidate now?
Nah, Sillage too weak, durability too short, and: this name...
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Last week my husband surprised me again with IDNAPBMSTBAP (oh man, not even the abbreviation is usable). But I was so happy!

I Need A Prince By My Side To Be A Princess.