To Be (Woman) Police 2012

For Halloween, something truly wicked. Something to send shivers down your spine: a true skull splitter.

A prime example of the many sugary little waters that dabble in fruitiness, flirt with floral notes, but are primarily made up of sugar water, which not only clouds the senses but also glues them together.

“To Be Woman” by Police is one of the most typical examples of this category that I have ever sniffed. And I am certainly not a fussy nose, but I have quite a few skeletons in my fragrance cellar (see my collection).

In the top note, the announcement of disaster is already present: sugar water + a hint of something fruity (could be interpreted as slightly tart blackcurrant). Later, it becomes even sweeter, but not as appetizing as the fragrance pyramid suggests: everything is 100% synthetic from the deepest catacombs of the most underground of fragrance labs. In the base, there’s still synthetic decay alarm: even the cleanest cedar and the cleanest musk can’t save it. Sugar water remains sugar water and sticks -- like the crime on the hand of the criminal!

A scent that is hardly worth any comment. But if I can save even one bottle-crazy nose from blindly purchasing this abomination, then it has already been worth it.

Let’s be honest: those who produce something like this should be handcuffed, interrogated for hours, and subjected to a just (Parfumo) punishment.