I couldn’t agree more. This utter abomination should not have the name of one of the greatest fragrances of the last century.
It seems LVMH bought Jean Patou, now we know why, they appropriated the name for this horror.
A shame beyond all reason.
I had heard it was meant to be some kind of revolutionary new fragrance! I was horrified at the department store in Yokohama where I smelled it. VILE!!!!
And pour Patou Joy……couldn’t they come up with another name, for god’s sake?
I got three samples sent last week and hated it like hell whilst spraying, even pondering how to wash it off effectively. The pungent overpowering cheap smell of exotic fruit and flower was nearly unbearable. And then events of the day made me forget all about it. However, I was amazed how much I liked the dry down in the evening. It reminded me of perfumes I had last got a whiff of as a child in the 1940’s…….that’s what memories do to you!
I couldn’t agree more. This utter abomination should not have the name of one of the greatest fragrances of the last century.
It seems LVMH bought Jean Patou, now we know why, they appropriated the name for this horror.
A shame beyond all reason.
I had heard it was meant to be some kind of revolutionary new fragrance! I was horrified at the department store in Yokohama where I smelled it. VILE!!!!
And pour Patou Joy……couldn’t they come up with another name, for god’s sake?
Originality seems to be dying out. Just use established names and try to ride the prior success, I guess.
They spent all their money buying the name and making the ads. Now I have to smell it, just to justify my level of outrage.
When you do, please express it here!
It is disgraceful.
It is unjoyous.
Totally agree with you
My nose brain revolted when I smelled it!
I got three samples sent last week and hated it like hell whilst spraying, even pondering how to wash it off effectively. The pungent overpowering cheap smell of exotic fruit and flower was nearly unbearable. And then events of the day made me forget all about it. However, I was amazed how much I liked the dry down in the evening. It reminded me of perfumes I had last got a whiff of as a child in the 1940’s…….that’s what memories do to you!
In fairness, a person should probably wear a thing properly to get to all these lovelier stages. But when the beginning is so VILE, how can they?
Don’t hold back now… LOL. I must go search this out now to experience this debacle.
I smelled it at the launch, totally uninteresting. And using the name Joy for this insipid concoction is shameful.
Darling, you are way too kind. Let’s call this shit out for what it actually is(n’t)
Monsieur Patou et Monsieur Dior dans un flacon?
Really!!
Impossible!