![]() Add to this the fact that most similar scents can be found for ridiculous sums, while this remains a bit of a high-end fragrance, I imagine is a bit disillusioning for Hanae Mori fans.īut of course, there is more than something to be said about the marketing and cultural aspects of a fragrance, and Hanae Mori has and will remain a cult fragrance. But after coming across so many celebrity scents with the same formula (nondescript flower + random choice of fruit + vague musk + arbitrary piece of wood) and the same premise - it did lose a fair amount of its lustre. In hindsight, this perfume is quite fun and original for its time. It's a little too sticky-sweet to my taste, and without enough darkness to sustain my interest (I like sweet, but I also like a bit more of an edge to a scent - which is why I so enjoy L by Lolita Lempicka - the warmth of the cinnamon and the hint of immortelle really balance all the vanilla and musk overload). More vanilla and sweetness will come along further as it develops on the skin. So perhaps this is not entirely sugar and fluff. Another interesting element that comes out is sandalwood. It reminds me of the insane Japanese bubble gum I had long time ago, the one that turns your skin into a rose-smelling bed of red hives. Rose that is slightly green, yet also sweet and juicy-citrusy. After a few good minutes, the rose peeks out of its hiding place. It took the gourmand sweetness of classics such as Eau de Charlotte (based on chocolate and cassis) to a new level of exaggerated sweetness. It envelopes with a smooth, sweet (and not sickening, yet) aura of fun-loving innocence. Creamy heliotropin creates an almondy nuance, and alongside strawberry-flavoured saltwater taffy, it is hard to imagine a little girl who won't like it. But cotton candy is the true star of the show for the next few minutes. The beginning is somewhat fresh, with hints of crisp apples, and light citrusy rose and strawberry. While Angel and Lolita Lempicka had sweet notes that sugar-coated a very bold base dominated by patchouli and vetiver respectively - Hanae Mori's goes straight to the candy. It is probably the fragrance that have set the trend for the myriads of sugary fruity-florals that dominate the celebrity scent world. ![]() At least she does not get to wear In Control Curious because her mom stocks her up with cult scents such as "Girl Perfume", which is how she calls The Little Prince (which is a harmless, lemony eau de cologne), the classic AnaisAnais, and a designer scent and a celebrity scent I actually quite like - "Pink Bottle Perfume" ( KenzoAmour) and Harajuku Lovers "Love", AKA in this household as "Mickey Mouse Perfume".Ĭreated in 1996, Hanae Mori's eponymus scent* is as young as my daughter (which is a perenial if not a "classic" in current perfume lifespan terms) and is about as girly as could be. Plus Miss T takes after her mom and sprays a bedtime perfume almost every night (she hasn't fallen far off the tree). ![]() And then there is a mystery fragrance of roses of violets that I keep forgetting to ask one of the girls what it is. A similar regime will take place in the evening if one of us goes out, but then there is a chance that Flowerbomb will be applied as the final touch. Now, back to painting that olfactory picture of what's happening right now (and yet again I'm reminded of my friend's many sisters) - every morning (or whenever they decide to wake up) - you'll get a immersed in fruity shampoos, conditioners, hairsprays, deodorants, celebrity perfumes ( Brittany Spears Hidden Fantasy is the "everyday" scent around here). And it makes me feel ever more thankful and appreciative of their kindness and patience with me at that rough teenaged year of my life. She has 3 more sisters, to with her mom there were 6 ladies in the house (but only one washroom). Whenever I feel the slightest urge to complain (like, when I see a cotton swap covered in kohl, hairballs, and myriad varieties of makeup mess) - I remind myself of the days when I was living at my friend Zohar's family. It makes me think of how raising children is such a risky business - they start all adorable, helpless and easy to control and by their early teens could very possibly morph into a kind of a roommate from hell. Thank goodness there are two bathrooms in my apartment, as we all know that girls don't use them just for straightforward business but for myriad of other mysterious purposes. Multiply that by 100 and you can get a pretty realistic number for for the amounts of products (some scented, some not) that each of us uses for her beauty regime, fragrance included. So that brings the total female humans in the household to four. Through many twists and turns two extra teeange-ish girls were brought into my life. ![]()
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