Miss Pucci is yet another artificial scent that will never find its way into my heart, let alone into my home in its full version.
The name of the fragrance and the print advertisement featuring the pretty girl on a starry night go wonderfully together and I like them a lot. The bottle is too Pucci for me. It could have been that the content of the sample might have at least somewhat pleased my nose.
The opening, I get the impression there is an extreme amount of alcohol before you smell anything, is an artificial sweet orange that transforms into orange deodorant, which is desperately needed. It smells a bit like sweat here! Yuck! I’m going to wash this off now!