I have my guilty pleasures, fragrance-wise. I own and wear some things I probably shouldn´t admit to publicly. Things like Coty Sand & Sable, yours for only $3.99 on the drugstore desperation display rack before the holidays (and locked behind glass in larger $18 bottles the rest of the year. Don’t over-apply or you’ll be heading for the shower quicker than you can say Walgreens.) It’s like Bobbi Brown Beach, only better — suntan oil, surf, sand, heat, musk and boardwalk in a bottle, without Bobbi’s off-putting hairspray note. I’m also fond of Coty Wild Woods, online for $10 or less, a woody unisex cologne that smells much, much more expensive. Just do what Colombina the Terrible and I do and call it “Bois Sauvage.” I liked some of those Gap scents (yuzu, peony, orange blossom) but I guess nobody else did, because they were discontinued pretty quickly.
So today I´m going to fess up about another embarrassing fragrance I´m loving: Doulton by Royal Doulton. Yes, that´s Royal Doulton of the wretched porcelain milkmaids. I hate tchotchkes in general, and the ones from Royal Doulton make Lladro look edgy. I wound up with a bottle of Doulton because I thought I was buying an empty perfume atomizer at a church bazaar for a dollar à¢â‚¬” and come on, it´s a pretty bottle, admit it. I could only see the top part, though, in the box. I didn´t realize it already had a fragrance in it.
Still, I had to spray it on immediately, a potentially dangerous move since I was away from home and any quick fragrance removal products. My money was on something insipid in either a musk variety or possibly a gag-inducing white floral, since the design seemed too dated for the more au courant gag-inducing fruity-florals.
The notes online on this one are (surprise, surprise!) basically non-existent: I came up with “Launched by the design house of Royal Doulton in 1998, DOULTON EDP by Royal Doulton is classified as a flowery fragrance. This feminine scent posesses a blend of: soft spicy notes of orange flowers and sparkling aldehydes. It is recommended for casual wear.” à¢â‚¬” fragrancesupplier.com
So. It´s an orange blossom. But what I love about it is à¢â‚¬” whoa ho! à¢â‚¬” it´s pleasantly dirty. I didn’t have a fragrance that really played up the indolic potential of the orange blossom until I found this one. I have some tolerance for the soapy aspect that frequently rears its head in orange fragrances (hello, LT Fiori d´Arancio!) but it´s completely absent here. Instead it´s a straightforward, minimal-development orange blossom with a hint of some other slightly rotten fruit, and a rich, moderately skanky finish. It’s also, interestingly, somehow wearable in this heat, although I wouldn’t describe it as light. Sure, it sounds disgusting. And if you like your summer fragrances clean, skip this one. But if you´re a naughty girl (or boy) this might be just your thing.
Today´s giveaway (did anyone read this far?) is another partial bottle — of Givenchy Ysatis Iris (Mandarin, Jasmine, Rose, Violet, Iris, Tuberose, Patchouli, Vanilla). It´s a beautiful, summery fragrance without any detectable skank. If you win I´ll throw in a sample vile (uh, vial) of Doulton if you´d like. Anyway, if you want the Ysatis, leave a comment below letting me know.
Any guilty perfume pleasures you´re willing to admit to?