I wore it in my teens, too, KiaT. It's funny to me now that this was considered an appropriate scent for young girls. I also had No. 19 and Chamade. These were given to me in an attempt to lure me away from musk oil and other scents my family couldn't tolerate.
I returned to Miss Dior in my 20s and received only one compliment ever: from a much older man, a family friend, who demanded to know what fragrance it was and told me it was sexy. I now have an old bottle of edc with a broken sprayer. I don't know that I'd wear Miss Dior now but I like to sniff it to remember what fragrances used to smell like.
I am still confused about the name change with Miss Dior and Miss Dior Cherie. I sniffed a bottle recently labeled Miss Dior that smelled NOTHING like I recalled. I thought it must be Miss Dior Cherie that is supposedly now called Miss Dior, but there were also similar looking bottles labeled Miss Dior Cherie (which btw I really liked when it was first released) so I gave up in exasperation as there was no SA around to ask (Macy's) and I doubt they'd be of much assistance anyway (not a kind remark but it is often the case) . They're all over you when you just want to be left alone.
Anyway...what is interesting to me about Miss Dior, and addictive though a bit strange, is the sage note. All of this bitter herb plus the galbanum and the patchouli with a great big gardenia in the midst. There are many old fragrances like that but I think Miss Dior is singularly both strange and beautiful. And now I want to wear it again - but I want a FRESH old formulation. In my dreams.