There was a time in my life in which I have, for whatever reason, decided it a brilliant idea to take pictures of products against a notebook with lined sheets. Let us not speak about this tragic period of my existence in detail.
… Though truth be told, I kinda like it.
Anyway, the scent.
To me, this is pretty much honey and lemon in a bottle, and I bloody love it. Everything about it – from packaging to scent – suggests otherwise, but it’s easily one of the favourites out of my rather vast collection of perfumes.
I know it’s cheap. It probably even smells cheap to many. Most people who sniff it, make a bit of a face.
I know it doesn’t last long.
I know the packaging is nothing to write home about, and the design is more that of a deodorant than an eau de toilette.
But I don’t care.
As with many other Oriflame scents, the top notes disappear pretty quickly, and you’re left with the middle ones – honey in this case. I like honey, but I’d never thought I would enjoy it in a fragrance, probably because my usual fare has always been something ‘milk-and-honey’ themed.
As unsophisticated as Oriflame Cocktails & the City Party Queen is, to me this fragrance is pure happiness in a bottle, much akin to Victoria’s Secret Love Spell. They’re nothing alike scent-wise (Love Spell is all peach), but they both share a lack of complexity and both are equally successful in putting a smile on my face.
I had a small size of this, and gave it away after a single spritz.
I don’t know what it is with me and this perfume, but it grated on my nerves like nobody’s business. My cousin, who usually loves green tea notes, wasn’t a fan either, and I couldn’t really smell any green tea in there at all.
On the other hand, my opinion of this seems rather unpopular, because my father loved it and said something along the lines of probably gifting bottles to several female acquaintances. And the person I gave the sample to was happy with it as well. For me, though, it totally didn’t work. Odd, because it’s got both powdery and white floral in it, according to Fragrantica, something that I easily fall for.
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(Image credit: Fragrantica.)
When I read reviews of Guy Laroche Fidgi on Fragrantica, it’s all summer, beaches, palms, and all other islandy fun. After all, the fragrance is called Fidgi.
For me, however, this is a late autumn to winter scent, and it’s also very grandmotherly. As in, it’s one of my grandmother’s favourite perfumes, so I associate it with her and with long evenings and newspaper reading and family gatherings in the living room.
My use of Guy Laroche’s Fidji is more sentimental rather than pure personal enjoyment. Grandmother wasn’t a huge perfume wearer, so I can pretty much remember all the occasions she used it on. Occasions is a wrong word, though, — sometimes she’d just have a day where she’d decide to wear perfume.
It’s a very homey and grown-up perfume for me. I wear it occasionally, but I don’t think it particularly suits me. The bottle I have is rather weathered – it belonged to my late grandmother, actually. There’s not much left, as you can see. I will use it up and keep the bottle for personal reasons — and also because I’m a hoarder who keeps empty perfume bottles, because they are all pretty, oh so pretty.
Definitely a warm, grown-up scent.
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