Because I am SERIOUSLY into this perfume at the moment.
Olivia, at least I know you understand…..
I was very wrong about the reformulation in this original (and rather naive) review. While the re-edition does a brilliantly cunning approximation in the blaringly triumphant top notes, making them fresher, and dare I say it for a few seconds even more appealing, the dry down in this deceptive little wannabe is total and utter crudsville. Just wan and thin fake sandalwood, nothing, as our little baby Loulou chokes on an E and expires her last in a pile of plastic trash.
The ORIGINAL Loulou, unfazed and unhinged, just keeps on smoking, pouting…….flaunting…..and she smells gorgeous throughout: of almonds; of vanilla; of deepset heliotrope, of resins and of joss sticks: in hindsight a brilliantly, androgynously, incensed-sandalwood trouper.
Where her try-hard doppelgänger is already entering rigor mortis on her tray in the morgue; the real deal Loulou is tossing back a cherry brandy cocktail; smouldering; and laughing on a last minute plane to Goa….