I love this one.
The weather isn't quite right for it - it's better when it's blazing through crisp cold air, or trying to drown you when it's hot and humid. But I still love it.
It's flowers in a bad mood. Powerful flowers in a bad mood. Flowers flaunting their ability to smell like decay and fire and death. Flowers that are in no mood to suffer fools gladly.
I wonder what percentage of lovers of Tubereuse Criminelle are cat people?
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Image: By Hannibal Poenaru. Wikimedia Commons.
I have not yet tried this one - but you've made me want to.
ReplyDeleteHEY. I'd have taken the gasoline you get in the topnotes over the rotting raw chicken *I* get.
ReplyDeleteWe have a dog, but really she belongs to The CEO. The cat is mine (or vice versa, to be honest).
Yo, Josephine! Yay! It really is a glorious brand of weird.
ReplyDeleteHey, Mals! Well, that's not fair. Even I can't defend the smell of rotting chicken.
ReplyDeleteI am a lover of cats but not TC if that helps your stats?
ReplyDeleteHey, flittersniffer! Hmmm. Now I imagine doing a whole database of Cat People/Dog People and their preferred scents.
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