Notes: Peach, Bergamot, pomelo, bamboo, rose, jasmine, peony, narcissus, ylang-ylang, vanilla.
The Bottle: Another stroll down Chucky lane. I don’t really understand the shrill cries of delight that issue forth from the mouths of many girls when they see these. I’m afraid I just can’t shake the feeling that she’s watching me, and perhaps even judging me, the colorful little tart. **
The Scent: A tinny citrusy water that reeks of nothing but ylang ylang, and plastic jasmine in the drydown. Citrusy top notes excuse themselves almost immediately. Disappointing and diluted, just like the others in this fairly disastrous collection. Ridiculously priced and proportioned, this is sheer tat at its very core, with almost no redeeming features. *