Diving to the back of my perfume cupboard to retrieve Secret Intention, a ‘limited edition release’ I once bought, with the intention of including it in my treasure trove of affectionate disasters – I realize, quite suddenly, that it in fact deserves a category entirely of its own:
FAILED FAILURES.
For it is shit.
A kind of seaweedy Samsara : an endocrinic green tea mop.
RUBBISH.
“A kind of seaweedy Samsara : an endocrinic green tea mop.”
Beautiful. Just beautiful.
It’s a truly crap perfume. I have just been shocked by the extent to which that is true!
Makes you wonder what the heck they were thinking. Seriously.
Love Ric spelled without the K, alla Santorum by the way.
I just got educated. Yikes. I clearly lead a sheltered hetero life. I like Ric’s name even better now, so, um, thanks, N.!
Haha I love it! It’s almost a haiku! A haiku of loathing!
I know, it IS a bit on the rude tip this one (just call it wine on a Friday night).
I don’t loathe it as such, but spraying it on last night I must admit that I was appalled by its crapola.
Agree with you entirely. This is complete shite. It was a most depressing purchase and I was thrilled when I sold it off. Absolute garbage it is. A disgrace to carry the venerable Guerlain name. It was when I received this, then smelt it, that I knew Guerlain was going down hill
Definitely one of those scents that you find unfathomable because you have no idea what it is trying to say or do.
I was so excited to find such an obscure scent for next to nothing, but when I sprayed it on it was just one big
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