Miss Cotton Musk Ulric de Varens

So there I was in the drugstore, buying for the fourth time the perfume that has adorned my perfume corner since I was 15. Although "adorned" might not be the right word here - rather a terrible plastic something that you can hardly take out of your bag in broad daylight without being 12 years old (that's how I probably saw it back then). But at least that didn't stop me from bringing this little fragrance home 3 more times.
So I went to the checkout, full of anticipation for the scent of "the past," and barely through the front door, I opened the package. And held this pink cone-shaped bottle in my hand. Meanwhile, in the drugstore, my familiar pink plastic egg was still there as a tester! Panicking, I sprayed it on my wrist and immediately recognized: that's it! A lot of musk with vanilla. The contents were still the same, and I can't detect any difference from the predecessor; maybe just because I still don't have a professional nose for perfumes. When I look at my perfume shelf in the meantime, I almost feel a bit sentimental about the old plastic egg, as this bottle design is simply dull and, unlike its predecessor, has zero recognition value. The scent definitely has that: fresh, light, and vanillic sweetness that is by no means heavy and lasts long on the skin, which many of my expensive perfumes can't even come close to achieving. And on top of that, musk!