Rock Princess Vera Wang 2009

I reluctantly interrupt the general enthusiasm here, which is what initially prompted me to test it, and I already cautiously pull my head back. Maybe it’s again due to my strange skin chemistry, or perhaps my expectations were inflated by the enthusiastic comments. In any case, Rock Princess had neither a mood-lifting effect on me, nor did it bathe my surroundings in a pink light; I received no compliments from strangers, and I didn’t feel the urge to pounce on anyone after spraying it.

This Rock Princess is like a precocious little sister of Petite Chérie, with which I also don’t connect. For me, RP revealed itself as a jam-sweet fruit scent that may consist of higher-quality ingredients and perhaps was mixed with a bit more love than its countless counterparts from the drugstore and mainstream fragrance shelves. But fruity-floral-sweet remains fruity-floral-sweet; no amount of cashmere wood or cute bottle can change that.

The color corresponding to this fragrance is a bright pink, and if it were a piece of music, it would be a catchy tune by Lady Gaga: Ra ra-ah-ah-ah Roma roma-ma … . I know, Lady Gaga is good, but I still don’t like her chart hits. Therefore, I gladly leave Rock Princess to all those who can be happy with it. It must smell fantastic on you.