Outrageously Vibrant

this is a fantastic perfume where it isn't a "scent", "fragrance", a generic "aqua" or whatever the hell they bestow upon us, also from the niche corner (many great perfumes and also a lot of blah blah). this is a perfume and you, one, I, WANT to wear it for its boldness, over-the-topness, the gorgeous flacon you can carry with you almost as a weapon (of decadence, of radiance or to slam an assailant to the floor if it happens to be in your versace purse). the actual perfume then, ingredients, immediately move you to some deft waldorf-astoria event or park ave lunch and you carry it off with your chanel dress, or from the late adolfo, bill blass, geoffrey beene. that isn't to say the perfume has a stuffed character. it is blasting promptly in your face with the cassis, rose and patchouli all in evenly dosages. it HAS that New York chic & boldness. move over fruitchoulis, nichiste strange as fuck narratives ("scent of a morgue", "scent of an imaginary abandoned space"), move over however so pure aqua's which I have ALWAYS loathed. here comes the DIVA perfume derived from her mothers poison, giorgio, knowing, obsession, nahema, fleurs de bulgarie, gem. this perfume has presence and like Diana Vreeland it could clear a room at order.