Wings (1992)
by Wings (orig. by Giorgio Beverly Hills)

Infinitely better than the male version of this and personally I love this scent on a woman. Very warm and summery.

It was my valentine day's present eleven years ago. It was terrible on me. Chemicals and acidy tastless florals... I hated it. But i liked the boy. So i used it though it annoyed me. But i guess somehow he knew i did not like it and never bought parfume for me anymore. Thinking that i have married him and he buys me expensive gifts three times a year ever since; and none of these gifts is ever a fragrance; i hate wings. What more evil a fragrance can be?
O.k you can think that i would not be objective on wings. And you may be right.to be objective I can advice you not to buy it blind. Do not buy it if Cabotine or Escada En Fleurs turns acidy sour on you. Do you really have to buy it?

I've come to the conclusion that anything by Giorgio Beverly Hills is going to stink. Think Giorgio, Red.......Wings doesn't disappoint in this case. It stinks like the other toxic chemical wastes Giorgio Beverly Hills produces. Way too sweet that it's barf chunk inducing. Nauseating stench and cheap.

The best thing about Wings? Sorry, I'm inclined to go with the packaging here. The scent itself is not remarkable but the box looks like an astronomical dreamscape fantasy, which I find cool. Of course, it's not Wings' fault that it's not all that singular; it's a warm, oriental-focused fruitry floral that was conceived at a time when warm, oriental-focused fruity florals were a market staple in much the same way that cool, aquatic-focused fruity floral seem to be today. You've smelled one, you've smelled them all in at least some basic sense. I did wear Wings quite often during its early years and still keep it around - again, love that box! It's extremely mellow, very golden-yellow florally and lacking in that zip of spiciness that many other orientals of that time brought to bear. Instead, with Wings you go from raisiny top notes to solidly floral middle notes to a soothing base of woods/musk/amber. Contrary to its name, Wings will more than likely not be taking you off to some otherwordly flight of mental fancy. Frankly, it reminds me more of shopping at J.C. Penney, which is where I believe I first made its acquaintance. But that is not a bad thing, not bad at all. There's comfort in that kind of familiarity, and I tend to associate Wings with that sort of easy, simple comfort.