Eternity Intense Calvin Klein 2016

It’s always well-intentioned when acquaintances who know you like perfumes gift you a fragrance. What these kind people usually don’t realize is: There’s nothing more finicky than perfume enthusiasts who have already experienced everything. They would rather be pleased with a bar of pure soap than with a meaningless mainstream scent from the local drugstore.
That’s how I felt recently when a nice colleague thanked me with a bottle of Eternity Intense for a favor. My first thought was: Thank goodness, only 30 ml.
Especially since I still had the original Eternity in my nose, those white, artificial flowers that used to detach themselves from their wearers like free radicals 30 years ago and led a dreadful life of their own in the shopping streets of city centers.
Back then, the fragrances by Sophia Grojsman, especially Trésor, Paris, and the aforementioned Eternity, had the unpleasant trait of immediately seizing air superiority with the first spray and leading a fine dust-like existence for hours.
And now I had received this in an intensified form, horrendous. But before I passed on the spray bottle, curiosity won, and I tried it out.
Whoa? What was that? No trashy plastic flowers from Mars, but rather a solid base of sweet and woody teen notes, over which the anonymous perfumer had laid a powdery iris. I was stunned. This actually hit my taste. A mainstream scent that I initially deemed dreadful turned out to be a wearable, even fine and elegant fragrance that pairs wonderfully with any polka-dotted afternoon dress with ruffles and lace or a simple, sea-blue suit.
Whoever designed this fragrance ironically achieved exactly the opposite of the intrusive original. Eternity Intense smells almost like an apology, a sort of Eternity excuse: look here, we can also be refined.
So, I kept the fragrance and wear it more often; I even received a compliment for it (which is very rare for me), from a German eco-saleswoman with orange dreadlocks in a natural food store: "Oh, dat is aber n jutes Paföng, wat Sie da ham."
Fits perfectly. A slightly woody, slightly sweet, powdery iris scent that doesn’t offend any nose from the green eco-store to the elegant afternoon tea at the Reids Palace in Madeira. You can hardly ask for more from a daytime fragrance.