Princess 2006 Eau de Toilette

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30.06.2018 - 09:57 AM
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And Charlotte York said, "Could you not use the F-word in Vera Wang?"

The marketing is clearly held: Princess is a fragrance for the reluctant princess, who accepts her office but is still against the ceremonial imposed on her in her heart. She wears crown and dress, but drinks the champagne to her ex, celebrates unbridled, sleeps well into the dolls, wraps her fine damask bed linen in the morning and has breakfast brought to her bed.

For this picture, however, the fragrance lacks precisely this rebellion, the break in harmony, the unexpected, yes, perhaps the crooked crown, the shredded hair or the wickedly slipped down wearer of the pompous silk dress.

Princess is on the shelves at DM. Unpretentious. In line with Mexx and Betty Barclay. And that unfortunately throws a very wrong picture on this little masterpiece.

It's a sweet scent, yes, simple and touching. But then again not. He's incomparable. I smell above all: cocoa, yes, the scent that flows towards you when you open the Kaba can as a child. So, but a little softer, less bitter. I can't smell the top notes, if at all a little apricot. A light vanilla is added. It's slightly powdery. But all these sweet components seem to be balanced by... yeah, that's a mystery to me. Anyway, it's not as bitingly sweet as Prada's "candy", like the sweet vanilla in Hypnotic poison, it's less intrusive, no "loud" sweet perfume, but also not "pure cotton candy".

My association with a woman for whom the fragrance is tailor-made: Charlotte York from Sex and the City. A romantic woman, playful in her style, but still classic. Sometimes pink and pink wearing, but always raised head, self-confident, not girlish, not Reese Witherspoon in natural blonde. No, the woman in my imagination doesn't wear a Chihuahu, maybe rather a graceful Labrador to her pink dress. She wears it as she adjusts the freshly cut roses in the vase, then sits on a white couch, drinks a green tea and watches interior design magazines.

The hook, as unfortunately far too often: it does not last long, the little spell. If I were, God, I'd just leave the house wrapped up in him.

Dear perfume house Coty, how about an Extrait de parfum?
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