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Notes02/25/2023
Nushka
21 Reviews
Nushka
4
Do you even lift, bro?
A very prominent scent, like a punch in the face.
This is the second Courrèges that punches me in the nose, the first one was "La fille de l'air", which, ironically has nothing neither girly nor airy about it.
I spritzed a tiny bit on my wrist and unfortunately ended up scrubbing it off. Even scrubbed and washed, it's too loud for me. Nuclear bergamot, banshee patchouli. Too loud, too sweet, too sour - just way, way pushy.
I still smell a quite manly bergamot, and a slightly vintage patchouli. The whole thing does not smell appealing to my nose, it reminds me of forgotten vials at the back of drawers that are so old the writing has peeled of; but you're brave, so you open up the dried cork and there it is: something that used to be perfume 20 years ago, that concentrated scent of old juice (not off, just very very potent)...
The notes are like swole bodybuilders in a tiny lift, taking up all the space and making me melt into a corner and just get out of there, out into fresh air, asap.
I guess Courrèges and I are just not meant to be...
This is the second Courrèges that punches me in the nose, the first one was "La fille de l'air", which, ironically has nothing neither girly nor airy about it.
I spritzed a tiny bit on my wrist and unfortunately ended up scrubbing it off. Even scrubbed and washed, it's too loud for me. Nuclear bergamot, banshee patchouli. Too loud, too sweet, too sour - just way, way pushy.
I still smell a quite manly bergamot, and a slightly vintage patchouli. The whole thing does not smell appealing to my nose, it reminds me of forgotten vials at the back of drawers that are so old the writing has peeled of; but you're brave, so you open up the dried cork and there it is: something that used to be perfume 20 years ago, that concentrated scent of old juice (not off, just very very potent)...
The notes are like swole bodybuilders in a tiny lift, taking up all the space and making me melt into a corner and just get out of there, out into fresh air, asap.
I guess Courrèges and I are just not meant to be...
