I have only been on here for two weeks, so apologies if this idea has been done before - though there may be scope for an update as people encounter new demons...
Yes, the question is: "What truly awful fragrances have you tried on yourself?", by which I mean not just ones that you have disliked, but which have made you nauseous, induced headaches, and generally kicked you in the gut in a way you didn't care for. You may have toughed them out for the full 8 hours, or you may have washed them off in a Lady Macbeth-like frenzy after the first 15 mins. Either way, they could be designated as "scrubbers". And please feel free to explain your revulsion if it can be expressed in words. And please may nobody be offended if people cite perfumes as scrubbers, which they personally happen to love, for our perfume tastes are subjective and "one man's meat - or HGS - is another man's Poison" (possibly quite literally!) I have never tried Poison, but have a hunch it might make it on to my list.
My out and out scrubber list is:
Caron Narcisse Noir (this is pure evil, but words fail me beyond that)
Miss Dior & 24 Faubourg (fecal unspeakables)
DelRae Amoureuse (mugged by indoles and candied spices - migraine swiftly follows)
S100%Love (Hate more like...Chocolate and Hoover dust)
Aftelier Pink Lotus (similar to S100%Love)
Mona di Orio Nuit Noire (mugged by rotting fruit and civet in an exotic location - this one had me clawing my neck and gasping for breath in a Parisian cafe, before rushing to the bathroom and sticking my head under the tap).
Amarige (molten industrial plastics in the drydown)
Schiaparelli Schocking (schocking schedloads of civet)
Caron Yatagan (medieval torture)
Dioressence (embalming fluid)
Anais Anais (choking soapy fumes)
Ormonde Jayne Tolu (acrid sap)
Unicorn Spell (pod of peas peeping coyly through the slats of a freshly creosoted fence)
Miller Harris L'Air de Rien (eau de sweaty armpit)
Jo Malone Pomegranate Noir (cheap Xmas pot pourri)
Diptyque Tam Dao (trapped in a tea chest)
L'Artisan Timbuktu (trapped in a tea chest on fire)
Clarins Eau Dynamisante (sauna from hell)
Yes, the question is: "What truly awful fragrances have you tried on yourself?", by which I mean not just ones that you have disliked, but which have made you nauseous, induced headaches, and generally kicked you in the gut in a way you didn't care for. You may have toughed them out for the full 8 hours, or you may have washed them off in a Lady Macbeth-like frenzy after the first 15 mins. Either way, they could be designated as "scrubbers". And please feel free to explain your revulsion if it can be expressed in words. And please may nobody be offended if people cite perfumes as scrubbers, which they personally happen to love, for our perfume tastes are subjective and "one man's meat - or HGS - is another man's Poison" (possibly quite literally!) I have never tried Poison, but have a hunch it might make it on to my list.
My out and out scrubber list is:
Caron Narcisse Noir (this is pure evil, but words fail me beyond that)
Miss Dior & 24 Faubourg (fecal unspeakables)
DelRae Amoureuse (mugged by indoles and candied spices - migraine swiftly follows)
S100%Love (Hate more like...Chocolate and Hoover dust)
Aftelier Pink Lotus (similar to S100%Love)
Mona di Orio Nuit Noire (mugged by rotting fruit and civet in an exotic location - this one had me clawing my neck and gasping for breath in a Parisian cafe, before rushing to the bathroom and sticking my head under the tap).
Amarige (molten industrial plastics in the drydown)
Schiaparelli Schocking (schocking schedloads of civet)
Caron Yatagan (medieval torture)
Dioressence (embalming fluid)
Anais Anais (choking soapy fumes)
Ormonde Jayne Tolu (acrid sap)
Unicorn Spell (pod of peas peeping coyly through the slats of a freshly creosoted fence)
Miller Harris L'Air de Rien (eau de sweaty armpit)
Jo Malone Pomegranate Noir (cheap Xmas pot pourri)
Diptyque Tam Dao (trapped in a tea chest)
L'Artisan Timbuktu (trapped in a tea chest on fire)
Clarins Eau Dynamisante (sauna from hell)












Glad others can wear it though; more for you gals!


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