Strange, I completely understand where you are coming from, just from the other direction -- another newbie here with a Chanel 19 moment this weekend.
I'm trying to find a scent to replace one I've loved for years that has come to have sad associations, collecting samples to broaden my horizons with, and the Chanel batch came Thursday. Each sample was a reminder: No. 5 (Mom), Coco (sister), Christalle (old friend), No. 22 (intriguing) and then No. 19, which felt just shockingly perfect --like "where have you been all my life?" It just felt so me and new at the same time. I spent Friday at work surreptitiously sniffing my wrist to make sure it wasn't just an irrational infatuation.
On the way home Friday the weather started. A microburst cut a swath through my cosy little tree-lined neighborhood late Friday, ripping up a dozen 100-200 year-old maples and elms and tossing them around like chop sticks, taking out the power lines, blocking streets, smashing cars and a falling on a few roofs. Part of my porch was smashed, and a 80-foot tree fell across my brother's yard. Amazingly, no one was injured.
You want to love a fragrance, but you have to have some distance to get through the day. I wonder if Chanel No. 19 will always smell like mayhem now?