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Category: Oriental Floral

Notes: Rose, patchouli, mandarin orange, peach, bergamot, pink pepper, jasmine, orris, labdanum, vetiver, lavender, sandalwood, spice blend.

The Bottle: I really ought to stop commenting on Chanel’s bottles, as they are such an enduring source of expensive, deadly-dull disappointment. Nothing about this bottle suggests sensuality – squarish and plain, and only slightly more eye-catching than a kitchen sponge. **

The Scent: A schizophrenic little Darling. Imagine the floral equivalent of the final bullet-riddled scene in Scarface. An equal bloodbath awaits you in the first half hour of Allure Sensuelle. Grim labdanum and merciless patchouli charge up your nostrils, accompanied by a bitter jasmine and an unstoppable, unidentifiable citrus. Once this barrage has taken your breathe away, the bizarrely spicy lavender open-fires. I drove home intending to banish it from my skin with a scalding shower and violent scrubbing, but was stopped dead by the soft, feminine vanilla rose-peach combination that appeared to have replaced it. If you are prepared to hide in your closet for the first few minutes, (rocking back and forth and doubting the benevolence of any deity that allows this scent to exist), the drydown may well be worth it. ***