Talk about gourmand. The first hit of this ridiculous masterpiece captures perfectly that mouth watering aroma of freshly 'peeled' chocolate covered turkish delight. Salivate in anticipation of sinking teeth into jellied rose. Later, the dry down makes a time traveller out of me, suddenly it's 1991, I'm 5yrs old playing with a select collection of 'My Little Pony' in my wendy house, ruthlessly attempting to comb a tangle of nylon mane while relishing the too-sweet satin-smooth, synthetic aroma of perfumed toy.
'Cologne' is too adult, it's nymphetic.
Wonderful. If only I had a spare £90