Wearing this is such a strange experience - it applies so heavily with that sort of power-powder-floral salvo that gets you thinking, "Uh-oh, is my head going to explode in fifteen minutes?" Yet, no more than 30 minutes later, it has essentially evanesced. Like all Demeter fragrances I've ever worn, Belladonna does not have - and does not seem to be designed to have - any staying power at all. And that's fine, even in this case; it's just surprising, seeing as it has such a heavy rose-powder presence with edges laced in purplish-black violet. It's the sort of thing one would expect to linger longer, that's all. It's also a sort of a "training fragrance" if you're interested in cultivating your taste for very vixen-y, femme fatale florals - like Vivienne Westwood Boudoir, for instance. Boudoir and Belladonna are very, very similar, right down to the cold metallic tinge they share. The only difference, at least for me, is that I can wear Belladonna without hitting headache central, a place that Boudoir sends me to every single time.