Hypnotic Poison Dior 1998 Eau de Toilette

A few minutes ago, I wrote a fragrance description for Poison Girl. For me, Hypnotic Poison is the absolute opposite.
I can throw on both scents like a disguise. Poison Girl turns me into Lolita, innocent but calculating.
Hypnotic Poison, on the other hand, transforms me into the famous blonde poison in the film Noir, which hires a stale private detective because it thinks someone wants to kill you. To a femme fatale that's twisting the head of that private detective. A woman who looks at what she wants and gives it to her at best. A woman about to be held monologues like

"It was one of those rainy Thursdays when she walked into my office. She had legs up to the sky and the scent of her skin was like hypnotic poison"

Hypnotic Poison is a very mature fragrance for me, without having this, often disturbing, grandeur of mature women's perfume. Wearing this fragrance often reminds me of wearing a red evening dress, which stands out among all the other dresses and people and attracts all eyes.

Especially the lily of the valley in combination with the jasmine gives Hypnotic Poison the volume to fill a complete room and still create a pleasantly distant bubble. Personally, I would generally describe the fragrance as very flowery. But maybe it's really just the lily of the valley, which I perceive as very strong.

Hypnotic Poison is a timeless classic for me, but I have the feeling that you have to grow into the fragrance first. I couldn't really smell it at the beginning (lily of the valley isn't really mine), but I caught myself sniffing my wrist all day long. So I do like him? Seems so.

I can say that Hypnotic Poison is one of the more mature fragrances in my collection. It's my costume when I'm demanding but at the same time distanced when Femme Fatale walks through the night in a red evening dress.

"I was born when she kissed me. I died when she left me. I lived a few weeks while she loved me."