Liebertee

Dita von Teese really stands out positively from the drugstore shelf. Compared to the other famous (or infamous) models and the ever-new stars in the pop sky with their sweet, boring waters, Dita's fragrance is far less aimed at a young, easily excited audience. Yes, braces-wearing boy band fans should better invest their pocket money elsewhere. But I wouldn't claim that this scent is only for mature ladies. When the braces are off, and hormones have twisted the taste into proper shock-rocker territory, then this black bottle fits perfectly next to the bottle of black nail polish. And for those who already clash with a completely black wardrobe, they can also provocatively wear a slightly harsher scent without worry. But kids, don't overdo it with the dosage!
Given the price range and the chic 20 ml bottle, I decided to go for it. Blind. I still had space on my little perfume shelf. And the name Dita von Teese didn't scare me off either. After all, she doesn't make her money with annoying pop music. No, thankfully, she has become a stripper/erotic model. This makes her much more likable to me than the other celebrities with drugstore fragrances named after them. And the fact that it smells significantly naughtier from this bottle is a home run. A scent almost as spicy as Dita's nude photo shoots and lesbian erotic films from days gone by. I hope this fragrance doesn't disappear from drugstores anytime soon.
However, it will eventually be gone from my perfume shelf. That's already certain. Don't take it personally, Dita, but I know others who play in a completely different league than you. And since I have more than just a little pocket money at my disposal, I would rather invest my money in other fragrances. Nevertheless, I won't regret my time with you. Unfortunately, this won't be anything long-term. You'll have to make room for something new eventually.

I really, really like this perfume. But I already know that I will only wear it rarely. It is loud, eye-catching, absolutely not suitable for everyday wear. At least not for me. It absolutely does not match my everyday look, which is rather classically elegant (or tries to be). But there is still a petticoat hanging in my closet. It belongs under my turquoise dress with the black polka dots. However, you rarely see me looking so colorful. Only sometimes do I get this loud. But then this perfume fits perfectly. Even a spritz is already more than enough for me. Yes, it will probably take a while until my bottle is empty. Unless I do turn into a full-blown rockabilly after all.

This scent is not for me. It does not smell like me. It smells like another woman, one I do not know. This woman glides through the pool of some hotel in some city late at night. She is a lonely business traveler. She sees a lot of the world, meets many people. However, she never stays long. But she is intentionally so lonely. She has chosen this life for herself. It doesn’t bother her to swim alone there. Perhaps she feels free in her solitude. Maybe later she will sit at the hotel bar, make a fleeting acquaintance, and not spend the night quite so alone. Yet she and her fleeting acquaintance will remain strangers. This does not make her unhappy. What makes her happy are her successful business dealings. When it comes to her business, she has it down. She is admired, sometimes even envied. However, she rarely really rubs people the wrong way, actually almost never. Yes, this scent fits her perfectly.

...I grew up, and my family still lives there today. The sea is about 30 km away in a straight line. You can't smell the sea from that distance. Not even when a stiff breeze blows from just the right direction. At least I don't perceive it. But a few seagulls do come to visit when the weather is too uncomfortable right at the coast. Most of the time, however, our cattle stay in the pasture by themselves. Only occasionally does one of our cats come by to catch a field mouse for her kittens.
The scent of Womanity reminds me very much of my old home. Primarily, the heart note smells salty to me, like my dad when he comes in from the cow barn after a hard day's work. Yes, working on the farm is sweaty work. You don't just sit relaxed on the tractor all day long. And I smell the hay, grass and corn silage, as well as the grain-based feed that the cattle get in the barn. I also perceive the scent of freshly milked, still very warm milk. And I can smell the cats, who love to have their fur petted extensively, and whose scent then lingers on my hands. Yes, and I can also smell a bit of cow dung. But the excrement of pure herbivores doesn't smell that bad. Dog poop smells disgusting, cow dung is quite okay in terms of smell. You don't step in it with good shoes, only with rubber boots. Do I also smell the scent of rubber? Yes, but it doesn't smell nearly as strong as with new rubber boots. It smells more like tractor tires that have battled through muddy fields many times. A bit of dried earth still clings to them.
In elementary school, I was teased as a child from the farm. "Ew, you smell like cow dung!" some kids, who considered their background to be better, said to me. Today I know, at worst, I smelled like Womanity.
But years ago, I turned my back on country life and now live in the middle of a big city with more than three million inhabitants and a felt additional million tourists. I no longer want to smell like a farmer's wife. But I will keep the tester to sniff when I'm fed up with the city stench and long for my beautiful old farm.

How does this feminist-sounding name fit the scent? Well, farm women have always been emancipated. They didn't have exactly the same tasks on the farm as the men, but nothing worked without them. And the bottle looks a bit like the single-cylinder engine of an old tractor, which is kept running on pink diesel.

I find this Eau de Toilette really smells delicious. It strongly reminds me of a chocolate variety from Lindt with thick pomegranate filling. A heavenly chocolate. I would just never eat the whole bar at once. And definitely not a second one afterwards. A small piece is enough for me. Well, maybe a second little piece. But then I’ve had enough. I don’t need more of this chocolate. And that’s exactly how I feel about this Eau de Toilette. At first, it was truly heavenly, but then after a while, I had enough of the heart note. Yes, I really got a bit fed up with this chocolate praline note. But unfortunately, this chocolate aroma didn’t fade away quickly. In the end, the base note could no longer please my senses either. It reminded me of fruit blossom honey. No thanks, I really didn’t want any more sweetness...
If another woman were to rush by me and throw one of those fruity pralines into my mouth, I would really like that. But I don’t want to stuff myself with this Eau de Toilette all day long.