DorothyGrace
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Deceptive strength
I had to go out today but wanted to try a new perfume anyway (always a bit dodgy if going somewhere where one might be trapped in a confined space with no escape route) - so what to choose?
I decided that Jour d'Hermes might be a safe bet. Why did I think that? Well the sales lady in the department store from where I picked up the perfume sample assured me it was lovely, sprayed hereself with one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight huge gusting bursts from the tester bottle, and sprayed one, two, three, four, five onto a testing card for me. It didn't smell much of anything but of course I now realise that having been hovering around her counter for upwards of an hour (and it was busy) I probably no longer could smell anything (possibly why I thought it had virtually no scent later that day when I tried it at home).
I gave myself four or five sprays on the arms from the tiny sample spray, checked the smell before I put my jumper on, then half an hour later headed for the door. So far so good.
The opening was gentle and smelt like the sugar syrup from a tin of peaches, tinned grapefruit, and musk. Not bad but a little too foody.
I warmed up a bit in the autumn sunshine as I drove along and so did the perfume. By the time I had finished my appointment in the rather warm hospital I was absolutely radiating.
I really don't like the way some of these modern formulas/aroma chemicals work on me. Close up my skin smells quite nice (soft wood notes, a bit of musk, fruity peach. grapefruit, shampoo like) but the smell that radiates, fills the room , and hangs in my clothes is very sour and artificial. It smells very much like a cleaning product (reminds me of Dettol Grapefruit Surface Wipes, and Lemon Flash Floor Cleaner) , is honking strong, and radiates.
I am four hours into the wear and still leaving a very noticeable trail.
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