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Truth was my first department-store love when I was in school and only the pretentious french girl wore high end perfume (angel, enough to smother a bull elephant). I got it as a present from my mother and still have it, although I don't wear it much. It starts with the freshness of cut grass and flowers but there's an artifice and sharpness to that opening, and indeed to the entire thing, that wasn't on the scent strips in magazines and that gives me splitting headaches. Had it beenn executed better, or even smelled like the impossibly green warm vanilla I thought it would be, I would give it a thumbs up. And since I did once love it I cannot give it a thumbs down. So neautral it is.
02 September, 2005