Denise1410

Since I am part of this wonderful community and have discovered my passion for perfume, my collection has been growing little by little. That's great, no question, I enjoy exchanging ideas with like-minded people, always trying out new fragrances and analysing them. One thing, however, is left by the wayside: the one fragrance, which, as they say, is the signature fragrance.
My husband had to smile when I sat down next to him on the couch yesterday and complained that I have too many scents and every day I am faced with the difficult decision which one to apply. My husband likes them all somehow, he finds them all "nice"
This is it, I said to him, what I miss: "The ONE fragrance you love about me, that you associate with me, that reminds you of me."
"You got him," he said. "Lover can. It's how I met you. "
And he was right. Our meeting lasted three whole years and every single day of it was accompanied by Loverdose. I must say that we studied together and spent most of the three years in a barracks. So we really saw each other every day, shared the hall and many an evening together.
"The whole hallway smelled like lover's can when you were there. I've always enjoyed that. That was YOUR scent"

So there it was, my signature scent, I went right out today and bought it again.
Well, what can I say. I still like him a lot.
It is sweet and heavy, clearly liquorice with a touch of tangy orange.
Gradually it develops very warm and vanilla, lasts very long on the skin.

I am looking forward to wearing it again for the first time when I go out to dinner with my husband. I will not tell him that I have bought "my", no "our" fragrance again, but will surprise him. Maybe he will be as happy as in old times, when the hallway smelled like Loverdose ;)

that was my time, when I was young, naive and thought I knew what life was all about. Now, 15 years later, of course, I think the same thing, but with the knowledge that my 15 years older self will turn a blind eye to such an assumption in 2035.
2005, the year of birth of this fragrance from the then omnipresent and polarizing Paris Hilton, was for me the year of departure into a new phase of my life. My life has been on an orderly path so far, I was a model student, spent the afternoons either in the stable or studying, it would never have occurred to me to comply with the requests of my classmates to go through the nights or attend some party. These were grown-up things, bad things that didn't interest me, that almost scared me.
And then there was this boy next door with whom I fell madly in love. I spent the whole summer of 2005 trying to please him. But he paid no attention to me. I tried to convince him with my appearance, suddenly blow-drying my hair every day, with my words, which should look especially cool and last but not least, with my fragrance : Paris Hilton
According to the popular girls' magazines, it should have an aphrodisiac effect, convince every man (or rather boys) that he belongs to one. I was desperate, really, I gave myself up to convince this one person of me and...failed.
When I think back to that time now, I have to smile and admit that it was somehow exciting. The pink glasses, with which one likes to look back into the past, make everything seem more colourful than it actually was for me at that time.
Today I am glad that this boy was not convinced by the sweet honeydew melon paired with fresh peach. Even the lily of the valley, which slowly pushed into the foreground, could not win him over. Maybe it was too much, because in my opinion the silage was extreme. But maybe I just used too much, because what can I say, at 15 I lived according to the motto: A lot helps a lot :D

Paris Hilton is a girls' fragrance, light and carefree, fresh and sweet at the same time. It is strongly reminiscent of a drugstore fragrance, but is not as aggressively fruity as most "star scents". The fruity and sweet notes of melon (although not listed) and peach present in the top note gradually evolve into a powdery, gentle sweetness of lily of the valley.
The fragrance is pleasant, fragrant for most of us, but it leaves a lot to be desired in terms of character. Just for those girls who haven't found their "I" as I did then.

...I am also greeted every day at work by an employee of the airport, accompanied by a small bow and prayerful hands carried before me. I can safely say that I have never met a more polite person in my life who throws himself into his greeting with such fervour that I turn red every time.
The man is a small Arab-looking gentleman, always very well-groomed and pulling a silage of scents behind him, which nobody can ignore. And he smells, as would be stereotypically demanded of him, after a thousand and one nights. More precisely, after candied apple with some cinnamon and cardamom, accompanied by cloves and other treasures from the Orient.

Now to the subject at hand, Casablanca. I ordered the scent blind, I read so many good comments and the comparison with Light Blue by Dolce & Gabbana (my favorite summer scent) .
When I first tried it out, he stood in front of me again, this polite man with his veil of fragrance, who accompanies him like a flying carpet, woven from all the sweets and spices that the oriental market has to offer.
I was a little disappointed because of that, not because I don't like the scent, it smells very pleasant at the said gentleman, but he is nothing for me. The apple can be compared to Light Blue, but it is much sweeter and covered with a tart spice netting. He lacks the freshness that makes Light Blue so attractive to me. It is rather balsamic, very warm and spicy, never scratchy but just too tart for me to consider. So I gave him to my husband and he loves him... me too, but only to him, not to me.

The silage is stunning, two sprayers are enough, and the whole apartment smells of spicy apple and that even after hours.
For me it's not a Light Blue dupe, but who has anything against a trip in the Orient Express ;) For me only as a guest, but I like to be taken along.

Back then, when I was 17 or 18, my boyfriend gave me this fragrance for Christmas. Actually a good idea, because I was already very interested in scents when I was a teenager, bathed in pink, fruity clouds of kitschy flacons with small glitter pendants. My motto: The sweeter, the better.

And then there was this Christmas present. The pink water looked promising, but as I sprayed it on, I quickly realized that Boss Femme was not what I had hoped for. All I smelled was powdery flowers, not a sticky, deep sweetness that I liked so much. For me, this perfume was a "mama perfume", a fragrance that perfectly suited a woman over 30. Scratchy powderiness that tickled my nose, paired with fresh lily of the valley and some wood. No, I did not and could not wear that on my skin and passed on my opinion to the chagrin of my now ex-boyfriend. Unfortunately the scent could not be complained, I had already opened it....but what did they do to a mother to whom this "mama scent" would fit perfectly :D Said, I gave it away directly.

And now I am myself at this age and have to think back to Christmas with a smile, because, who would have thought it, suddenly I like the scratchy powderiness and the playful flowery, it must be roses and lilies of the valley (even if not listed above).

The fragrance is feminine through and through, very innocent and unsweet, but different from other powdery representatives. It's hard to describe him, I think he has something very personal, but at the same time he gives the impression of wanting to please many people and of being able to do so.
Maybe I will buy it in the near future, although I am not a "mama" ;)

So, after having this scent on my radar for over a year now, I have it now at home...finally I don't really like to say that contrary to all expectations I don't like it or still like it?

He starts quite stinging for my nose, at first I thought he'd turned over, just too old, but when I let my husband sniff it, he just said "Boah, is that cute"
And that's exactly what I expected it to be - a sweet sugar bomb, which is also the case with the name and the presentation?
But that wasn't the case. As I said before, the fragrance was a stinging, tingly start, just like my upset flowerbomb from five years ago.
But I wanted to give the fragrance a chance, because I like to dream of sweet places like a Christmas market with roasted almonds, liquorice sticks and cotton candy.
The stinging note vanished after a few minutes, what remained was a fruity, vanilla sweetness, rather trivial than slaying as I had expected it to be.
So I stood there and waited, waiting for the pink cotton candy train to drive me to the almond, sweet Christmas market, but it didn't come.

With all the comments that have already been written about this fragrance, I would almost say that I have tried the wrong perfume, but even after trying it several times, unfortunately only a vanilla berry sweetness with an unpleasant start remains. Too bad, but I will continue to try it...maybe the scent needs some winter cold to pick me up and bring me to my destination.... in summer or autumn Christmas markets are not open ;)