Sometimes as charming as it is, I grow weary of pink. Everywhere pink phones, pink bags, perky pink shoes, it's as if young girls are unaware of any other colors. But what really irritates me is pink scents, the Betsy Johnson, the Juicy Couture and others which seem the very essence of the less appealing version of pink, hyper fruity, cloying light florals with a headache-inducing sweetness. I just came across Paris Hilton's "Heiress" in a magazine and curiosity overcame me, a moment I have lived to regret. This scent is the very essence of negative pink.
Like Paris herself, the first impression is not unpleasant, a sort of bubblegum kiss of perfume, suitable for preteens. But afterwards there is this rank chemical tang that just doesn't resemble anything found in nature. It has been discribed as having top notes of passion fruit, orange and champagne mimosa, a heart of star jasmine, tiare flower, honeysuckle, dewberry blossom and grenadine and a dry-down of vetiver, Tahitian tonka and blonde woods which sounds sort of appealing. While I definitely got the passion fruit and honeysuckle in an early kick of scent, the drydown was a whisper at best. It quickly dissipates into nothingness. I've sniffed dishwashing soap with a more layered scent profile. If you must, you can find the spray for around $35.
Deidre Woollard (c)
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