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A cloud of sweet – airy neroli muddled with the confectionary note of marshmallow. From this emerges the coffe-leather-tobacco thang which is supposed to be oh so bad baby. But the pervading sweetness gives it a flaccid, sickly aura. Like many Etat offerings, this too has radioactive longevity, the pump in its plastic heart refusing to give up the ghost. Like being stuck with someone who keeps repeating the one joke they know.
12 July, 2012