Pleasures Estēe Lauder 1995 Eau de Parfum

...just by the look of the bottle. A floral-fresh scent with this industrial matte gray cap? Then this ornate script font. Is it supposed to remind one of an entry in a poetry album? And the name itself. "Pleasures". Estée doesn't really excel at creative names. I already found "Knowing" borderline, but I can get excited about this perfume, just not so much about Pleasures. Hey, I see a pattern here, there isn't a single Estée Lauder fragrance with a remotely original name. Sensuous, Adventurous, Beautiful. Intuition, Pleasures, Private Collection. Brasil Dream. Beyond Paradise. - either very general and vague or ridiculously specific: White Linen!!! Ha, ha, ha. White laundry. In any case, a certain homely fantasy is reflected in the names.
But well, everyone can form their own opinion. Back to Pleasures.

The top note is still the most promising part. Crisp, bold, green freshness. And floral from the very start without compromise. My problem is that the zesty first impression quickly fades, and what remains is a really nasty, disgusting note that unsuccessfully tries to hide behind the floral aspect (what does Karo-Karounde smell like?). But I immediately uncovered it. This note reminds me of decaying flowers, metal, raw meat, and damp laundry.

The latter refers to that unpleasant smell that laundry often has after washing when you don't use a scented fabric softener, which I avoid by only washing with fabric softener. Or cold dishes. They also have that nasty, sneakily biting sensation in the nose. That's why plates in upscale restaurants are warmed up, so that this cold-metallic exhalation disappears.

As I said, I had already suspected that something was off with Pleasures. The only thing that could have saved this scent would have been a thick, rich tuberose. But unfortunately, that's completely missing.