Delina Parfums de Marly 2017 Eau de Parfum
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SNOOP DOGG MADE ME DO IT: MY THOUGHTS ON THIS ROSY AFFAIR
I’ve never been a fan of the overhyped Delina. It’s always felt far too rosy for my taste. However, in light of recent events, I decided to revisit this scent and give it a proper wear to see if my feelings had changed. By "recent events," I mean none other than Snoop Dogg declaring his love for Delina — apparently, it’s his signature scent.
Now, let’s be honest: I’m pretty sure he was paid an obscene amount of money to mention it in that interview, and I’d bet good money he doesn’t actually wear it. Still, the idea of smelling cool and Snoop-approved was enough to make me curious. So, I spritzed it on and braced myself.
Delina is still very rosy — no surprises there. It’s a powdery, soapy, clean kind of rose. What saves it for me is that delicious lychee note and, my favorite part, the sharp, citric rhubarb opening. That tartness is mouthwatering and keeps the rose from veering into vintage, matronly territory. For a while, it’s a bright, juicy balance that’s surprisingly enjoyable. It stays fairly linear for about two hours, but eventually, the fruity notes fade, leaving behind a dominant powdery rose and soap accord. In the drydown, the vanilla peeks through, adding a touch of sweetness, but it never becomes cloying or syrupy — just smooth and subtle.
Performance-wise, it’s solid. The scent itself is naive, fresh, and flirtatious. I can see why so many people love it; it’s crowd-pleasing, versatile, and perfect for fruity-floral fans who adore pastel vibes.
But as for me? I still can’t see myself wearing it — or Snoop Dogg, for that matter. Maybe if I smoked a ton of weed and got the munchies, I’d understand the appeal a little better. Who knows?
Now, let’s be honest: I’m pretty sure he was paid an obscene amount of money to mention it in that interview, and I’d bet good money he doesn’t actually wear it. Still, the idea of smelling cool and Snoop-approved was enough to make me curious. So, I spritzed it on and braced myself.
Delina is still very rosy — no surprises there. It’s a powdery, soapy, clean kind of rose. What saves it for me is that delicious lychee note and, my favorite part, the sharp, citric rhubarb opening. That tartness is mouthwatering and keeps the rose from veering into vintage, matronly territory. For a while, it’s a bright, juicy balance that’s surprisingly enjoyable. It stays fairly linear for about two hours, but eventually, the fruity notes fade, leaving behind a dominant powdery rose and soap accord. In the drydown, the vanilla peeks through, adding a touch of sweetness, but it never becomes cloying or syrupy — just smooth and subtle.
Performance-wise, it’s solid. The scent itself is naive, fresh, and flirtatious. I can see why so many people love it; it’s crowd-pleasing, versatile, and perfect for fruity-floral fans who adore pastel vibes.
But as for me? I still can’t see myself wearing it — or Snoop Dogg, for that matter. Maybe if I smoked a ton of weed and got the munchies, I’d understand the appeal a little better. Who knows?