Pleats Please Issey Miyake 2012 Eau de Toilette

It’s Sunday, I’m tired yet in a friendly mood and relaxed. I dig out a sample and spray this charming little thing called "Pleats Please" on, assuming the scent can’t harm me. Far from it. Instead of a fresh, light Eau de Toilette note, the sweet fruitiness of this fragrance almost brings me to my knees. The first association is terrible. I examine the notes that are supposedly here to greet me kindly and find neither pear, no sweet pea (what does that actually smell like) nor indole and peony. No trace of patchouli, musk, or even cedar (really not). Vanilla, yes. But plenty of neroli, neroli, neroli. This fragrance note that is said to bring happiness.
Orange groves and tangerine at their sweetest, most sugary kind. A hint of Lancome Eau de L´Orangerie. Only, Lancome transports me directly to Italy and happiness.
Pleats Please - I want to say to you: Please, please leave my skin. Especially since you then settle with a scent that reminds me of pencils. Of sweet mainstream fragrances that you smell everywhere in the garish shopping malls of this world. No freshness in the background to sweeten my Sunday (today is Valentine’s Day!). No, thank you. With all due sincerity towards olfactory experiences.
Pleats Please can now be washed off and leaves my universe. Fail!