08/02/2021
ScentFan
333 Reviews
ScentFan
8
French Intimacy
The French have a way of making love then, without washing, putting on their clothes and walking proudly about. Not all of them. Certainly some I’ve encountered at business meetings.
This perfume reminds me of passing by a recently-loved female native of that country—well perfumed, of course, it being France. Thus subtle Jasmine, Lily, Tiaré.
Douce Amére has nailed these women. The scent must be beguiling because hubby smelled a sample and promptly bought the Bell Jar for me, unasked. I am wearing the perfume now, at his request. He says it smells womanly.
It certainly does.
After the initial animalic assault, this well-constructed and only briefly off-putting perfume really does settle into the heady muskiness of unwashed perfumed bodies. Where’s the musk coming from? The Tagetes, I’d say, and a floral I’m not familiar with called Musk Tiarella.
This isn’t a loud perfume, though. Douce Amére almost turns into a skin scent, which is just as well since it suggests a woman’s thoroughly and recently kissed skin.
In short, it’s a bit dirty.
I, a bather and washer of sheets, rarely smell like this. Maybe I should. Maybe that’s why hubby bought me Douce Amêre.
Perhaps you need it, too.
This perfume reminds me of passing by a recently-loved female native of that country—well perfumed, of course, it being France. Thus subtle Jasmine, Lily, Tiaré.
Douce Amére has nailed these women. The scent must be beguiling because hubby smelled a sample and promptly bought the Bell Jar for me, unasked. I am wearing the perfume now, at his request. He says it smells womanly.
It certainly does.
After the initial animalic assault, this well-constructed and only briefly off-putting perfume really does settle into the heady muskiness of unwashed perfumed bodies. Where’s the musk coming from? The Tagetes, I’d say, and a floral I’m not familiar with called Musk Tiarella.
This isn’t a loud perfume, though. Douce Amére almost turns into a skin scent, which is just as well since it suggests a woman’s thoroughly and recently kissed skin.
In short, it’s a bit dirty.
I, a bather and washer of sheets, rarely smell like this. Maybe I should. Maybe that’s why hubby bought me Douce Amêre.
Perhaps you need it, too.
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