Angel (1992)
by Thierry Mugler

Too much chocolate. To sweet. On the dry down you expect to have a little peace but pachuli with chocolate makes a syntetic note that not disturbing but not charming either. But do not listen to me as a am not a gurme scent lover. The only high calorie scent i can enjoy rarely is L from lolita lempcika.

Angel: The Great Divider. Lionized and demonized, lauded and despised, but rarely ever failing to make some kind of impression. And how could it? Even if its gourmand woody-oriental structure is by now (overly?) familiar, it is still too unapologetically brash to ignore. It’s also wound up being oddly inimitable. Its offspring nearly always strike me as smelling exactly like Angel, or smelling like Angel gone horribly wrong. It remains a singular phenomenon, a Hanging Rock in the landscape of fragrance. Myself, I rather like it, especially compared to the abominable A*Men, which I number among the “gone horribly wrong” contingent. I’d much sooner wear Angel itself, which I find no less “masculine” than something like Pi, Rochas Man, or Le Mâle.

Oh my goodness - this is the one time that I thank goodness I have a sinusitis problem. Now I know where to go if I want a headache strong enough to keep me in bed and away from work for a couple of days. What was Thierry thinking? I mean, who wants to smell like chocolate and caramel and my mother's fairy cake dough? Who??? I absolutely detest this perfume - it induces in me nausea of 1st trimester stage pregnancy proportions. Not only does it induce a headache in me but it also induces the same symptoms that I get when I have a half-a-bottle-of-tequila induced hangover. It makes my head hurt, my nose tickle (in a bad way), my sinus ache, my throat squeeze and my stomach turn. Don't wear it when you are trying to be pregnant - you will be throwing up thinking you are pregnant when all you did was purchase pure revulsion. I HATE it with undying passion. It is a scrubber of note, except that you cannot get rid of it - the more you try, the more it attacks you. I utterly hate it. I give it a double thumbs down and if my toes had thumbs, I would give it a quadruple thumbs down.

I tend to favor sweets over florals and Angel dances along one hell of a scent spectrum to satisfy everything I want in a fragrance. Angel starts out dark, intense, and sexy, then shifts to a lush sweetened fruit, and then finally settles into a dessert-like treat---I can't say enough to explain how wonderfully complex Angel is. I wore it many years ago and for whatever reason stopped... I've taken up with Angel again recently after this hiatus and love wearing it, especially because the staying power is strong and I only need a small amount to last almost the entire day.

no need to buy it. To recreate Angel go to a bar and tip a pina colada down your front. Cheaper and more fun.

I wore this when it first came out. I always got the impression that I smelled like a Christmas tree for some reason. Then cotton candy. Even now, when I smell it on others, it makes me sick, sick, SICK! Angel is today, what Poison was in the 80s. Overworn and overdone. I still get the smell of pine needles mixed with sugar. Strangely, as much as I hated Poison in the 80s, I have an appreciation for it today. I don't think that will be the case for me with Angel 20 years from now. It is pure ICK!!!!!!!