So here we go again, another house jumps on the 1 Million/Le Male tired vanilla bandwagon with the obligatory fruit accoutrement, in this case Apple with the usual Lemon Pledge citrus accord for good measure. Maybe it's me, but if I smell one more cliche powdery masculine vanilla fruit concoction I may lose my mind. I wanted to run over to the Chanel counter douce the Versace display in Egoiste and set the bloody thing on fire. I'm so tired of these sad derivative releases. Versace should be ashamed of releasing this junk. Just tragic, walk past fellow fume heads nothing to see here.
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2/17/13 at 6:04pm