Zitronenmeli

This scent confuses me.
Two years ago, it arrived as one of my blind purchases. From the fragrance pyramid, I expected an extraordinary scent experience. I didn't know how special "extraordinary" could be, especially in a fragrance.
Sprayed on hopefully, and I felt nauseous. I felt almost as green as the toxic green bottle.
Bravely, I held on and hoped that this garden would transform into a pleasant scent. But it didn't, and the smell had to be scrubbed off my arm. I wanted to give it another try a few days later, but just smelling it made me lose interest.
It just smells green to me, maybe too much green? Perhaps the green mango? I do like mangoes very much! I also can't pick out any of the listed fragrance notes.

Today, I dared to approach the Garden of the Nile once more. I don't give up that easily. I learned that scents can develop differently at varying temperatures, and yes, today was a hot day; maybe this Nile garden would smell as it should?
Today I sprayed it on, waited, and what can I say, it actually smells good!
It smells fresh, wonderfully green. My mind clears, and I feel beautifully relaxed. Over time, a light, lovely sweetness joins in.
I still can't identify or assign individual fragrance notes. It doesn't matter; I enjoy the beautiful summer scent.
By evening, I'm indoors, and what do I smell? This can't be! It can't be happening! More and more, this garden transforms back into that indefinable green that makes me feel sick.
Confused, the Garden of the Nile leaves me behind. What am I going to do with you?

My colleague loves this scent. I finally wanted to test it myself and got a sample. I generously spray it on myself. Should I have done that more sparingly? I feel catapulted into my shower and am standing there coughing in an alcohol fog, surrounded by a masculine shower gel and shampoo that only my boyfriend uses. Then it continues with "what smells so sweaty" luckily the sweat smell fades and it becomes floral. The floral shower impression lasts longer, unfortunately, so does the scratchiness in my throat. Coughing, I wash off the CK One. It's not really my thing.

In spring, I tested a few fragrances in the drugstore. I found the bottle of Pleasures Aqua not particularly eye-catching, but somehow graceful. The contents, with its delicate blue color, reminded me of water and summer. During the test sniff, I found it surprisingly uplifting. As its name suggests, at the first sniff, it brings joy and pleasure. I just had to have such a pleasantly fragrant light summer scent for my airy summer dress. Thought-bought.
To my nose, Pleasures Aqua smells fresh, aquatic, slightly sweet, and green. Unfortunately, I now also perceive a somewhat synthetic scratchiness, which I overlooked in this impulse buy. This story teaches me once again that it's better to test a fragrance longer and more thoroughly before reaching for my wallet.

I was in my twenties at the time and working in a thermal spa. One day, as I walked between the changing room stalls, I suddenly caught a heavenly beautiful scent in my nose. It smelled so sweet, delicious, and somehow sexy; I was magically drawn to this fragrance and had to know what smelled so good. The scent trail eventually led me to a lady who was drying her hair at one of the tables. Next to her cosmetics bag, she had also placed a perfume, which I tried to sneak a closer look at. I recognized that the bottle was a pink female body with a strange decoration on it. Of course, I couldn't read a name anywhere, and I didn't dare to ask the lady about her perfume, as I didn't want to disturb her as a guest. The scent haunted me at home for the next few days, and soon after, I went to a perfume shop with my then-boyfriend and explained to the saleswoman what I was looking for. She brought me various fragrance samples, and I recognized "my" scent again. It was Classique EdP by Jean Paul Gaultier. My then-boyfriend later gifted me the Classique EdP for my birthday, and I fell in love with the perfume, the beautiful feminine pink bottle, and my boyfriend. I wore the scent for all occasions: parties, dining out, at night, during the day, just always and everywhere. We were young and full of dreams; it was an exciting time.
Then, as it had to happen, I suffered from terrible heartbreak and could not and did not want to wear the Classique EdP, "my beloved scent," anymore, as it was so closely tied to my then-boyfriend. I gave the bottle to my mother because she also liked the scent very much. From time to time, I would smell the bottle during visits to my mother and attempted to wear the scent again, but it failed every time, and I stood there, wistful, longing, and with bittersweet memories. Then I forgot about the Classique EdP.
After a longer break from perfumes, I started to become interested in fragrances again and stumbled upon la Belle by Gaultier. This reminded me of the Classique EdP, and on a whim, I ordered the perfume. The excitement and joy when the package arrived were immense, but the disappointment was even greater when I sprayed it on myself. It was no longer my scent! Something was different; it smelled different, or was my memory deceiving me? Then I noticed the bottle...a red corset?! Mine was pink and had a delicate lace corset on it.
Unfortunately, I don't like the new changed version at all. I find the scent unremarkable. It smells sweet at first, then becomes quite soapy on my skin very quickly, and in the dry down, I get a barely noticeable vanilla with soap. The scent barely lasts an hour on my skin before it evaporates.
I can no longer smell the beautiful rose and the delicious rum that were special about the older version.
It's really a shame what Gaultier has done with this reformulation.