Saturday Question: When Did You Spritz and Regret?

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Portia

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Hello Fellow Fumies,

At APJ we have a Saturday Question. Everyone gets to chime in with an answer, chat with other responders and it’s a fun event each week. Taking sides never means taking offence and everyone keeps it respectful and light, even though we can sometimes trawl the depths.

The idea is you’ll see it on the weekend or chime in through the week. Hopefully you will come back regularly and see if anyone has responded to your comment and you can reply to them. The aim is to generate real conversation and connection even though we are scattered around the globe.

 

Over 100 responses I will draw a Secret Scent Sample Pack (from my collection)

Last Weeks Winner: Matty

eMail me at (portia underscore turbo at yahoo dot com dot au) with your address please

Saturday Question: When Did You Spritz and Regret?

That stomach clenching feeling when you instantly Spritz & Regret. You’ve made your choice, picked up the bottle or sample, given yourself five healthy shots and OMG! What the hell have I done?

Come on, we all have at least one story of disaster in us. Personally I have a bunch of them. Please share yours in the comments.

My Answer:

The only holiday I even flew First Class was back in 2014 with my buddy Michael because we had grabbed the most ridiculously good deal from Sydney to London on Thai. It was unbelievably wonderful. Basically you get a single sized bed space to yourself with everything you need. Catering is fabulous and constant. The onboard bathroom is enormous and it went swimmingly.

In the First Class Lounge in Bangkok they have fully equiped bathrooms so I decided to have a shower to wash the stink of flying off. After the shower I stupidly dropped and smashed my 10ml travel of The Different Company Oriental Lounge. Not having my glasses with me, and refusing to go scentless I grabbed one of the 10ml decants from my Travel Frags and gave myself five chest spritzes before the smell hit me. A*Men! Seriously? What the hell was it even doing in my Travel Frags. Needless to say our run around Bangkok for dinner with a mate (which included a bomb exploding at the end of our street) and the whole flight to London Heathrow were FULLY FRAGRANT!

A*Men Mugler

At the end of the flight as we disembarked Michael was laughing because I still smelled so full on.

My Saturday Question to you is:

When Did You Spritz and Regret?

101 thoughts on “Saturday Question: When Did You Spritz and Regret?”

  1. Woweeeee I’m first to respond !!! How exciting. I can only think of one scent at the moment which made me recoil in horror. Lush’s Breath of God, which comes as a solid perfume ,not dissimilar to a roll on deodorant. It smelt like decaying flowers, but not in a good way.

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  2. I can’t recall a time I ever regretted wearing something for a particular moment. Saffy’s response, though, made me think of Aftelier’s Cuir Gardenia…. Rotting flowers on me. In fact most of the Aftelier line does not agree with my skin chemistry so I have given up sampling.

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  3. I was walking through the streets of Vienna with APJ Sandra four years ago. Lady Jane Grey has given us a sample of OJ ‘s Vanille d’Iris. We both decided not to do the usual spray-it -on-paper-just- in-case thing, and each gave ourselves a hefty spritz. Dear Lord, that stuff was so bad. An über-scrubber that even a Brillo pad could not touch. It was afterwards that we found out it was just as bad on LJG. Still wonder if the sample was a dud.
    I recently did the same thing with the one of the newest Serge’s – can’t remember the name, Death by maple syrup … nasty AF. Got that off immediately with a MAC wipe. 😆

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    • I love that Vanille d’Iris story Val. So funny because I found Vanille d’Iris to be on the tame and safe side.
      I think you’re talking about Le participe passé? The new Serge that smells like a treacle version of some of his earlier work. Very polarising.
      Portia xx

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  4. I gave a hefty spray of Bond No 9 I Love New York. I quite like a gourmand but this was too much. I did overspray, maybe not so bad with just a little spray. I might just try that.

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  5. My two worst disasters were in airports. First was in Crete years back during a heatwave. Stupid stupid me sprayed Angel. Omfg, I nearly keeled over. Ran to the bathroom to scrub. Sudden darkness, the power went out. No air con 😱 And wouldn’t you know it, the one bloody perfume that glued itself to me. Had to endure the after effects for more than an hour in airport and a four hour flight. Next gobshite moment was on my way to Miami. Oh yes, that’s a lovely bottle there, what is it? Tom Ford White Patchouli, okay let’s have a good spritz. Waaaah get it offa me nowww! Luckily one of my friends had wet wipes in her handbag so we stood there with her scrubbing my arm with vigour. Had a lovely glow on my inner arm for a while after that escapade. Could still smell the awful stink remnants for the whole several hours on the plane. Lesson learned. I always spray into the air first and sniff now.

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  6. My latest regret is my own bloody fault, bought SL Gris Clair years ago,for Mr B which has been neglected for ages. Tonight on Date Night he resurrected it. Big Time. Nearly ruined my lovely dinner!

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  7. So for my flight to y’all up in Sydney I panicked in the airport and sprayed myself with 6 sprays of Bracken Woman, which is already a strong perfume. I don’t regret it for the fragrance, I regret it because I must have radiated through the WHOLE plane and was That Horrible Person With Too Much Perfume In An Enclosed Space. Nobody said anything to me, possibly because they’d already passed out. Oops!

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    • Ha! I have been the person and horrified myself. I’ve even done with the exact same perfume as I love Bracken but it is for sure strong and once in a while I think, “oh no, who am I making want to die?” Portrait of a Lady is another offender. I spray happily and then realize that I am killing an entire room. Now it’s one or two small spritzes or save it for home. Although another part of me thinks I am doing a public service. Tee hee.

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  8. Flowerbomb. I put on my usual lavish spritz prior to meeting friends for happy hour and dinner. I had that queasy feeling while driving to the restaurant, and the scent seemed to increase in intensity as time went on. A lady at the table beside me was thoroughly offended and was not shy about letting me know. I was mortified. My sister will occasionally wear Flowerbomb and I can’t sit in a car with her, I need adequate ventilation! And I agree with others, from then on I always sample new fragrances with a dab on my wrist or spray in the air, never spray on myself with abandon!

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  9. Mine was Lolita Lempicka on a hot day. The first spritz didn’t seem like enough, so one or two more (inside, in the air conditioning). Stepped out into the hot day and I was instantly overwhelmed. I save that one for cold days now, one spritz only. (I’m not counting every time I decide to try Angel again and have to go for the loofah.)

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  10. It’s interesting that Angel has been mentioned a few times already. Angel is the only perfume (besides Flowerbomb) that I can’t tolerate smelling on anyone, and I’m not easily offended by fragrance. A woman at my gym would wear it all the time and I couldn’t stand to be near her.

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  11. Last june i visited the Harrods Perfume boutiques in the upper floor and went looking for the Malle Perfumes. Sadly i gave my self a spray of lipstick rose, which does not smell like lipstick on me, but just like those violet dragées, you can get in France, but 10times amplified. Could not scrub it off, so had to smell like sweets for the rest of the day.

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  12. I’m sure some here will take umbrage at this, but the nose knows to what it must say NO! I had an unfortunate encounter with Guerlain’s Nahema EDP, which many people adore. It is one of the only fragrances I have ever scrubbed off, after valiantly trying to like or just understand it for an hour or more. I really don’t know why it didn’t work for me, as I like or love most Guerlains and rose scents, and I was really looking forward to this one. I know I’ll try it again, but I’m a little reluctant …

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  13. I once picked up the wrong travel spray and gave myself SEVEN spritzes of Alien Essence Absolue before I registered which scent it was. And no time to shower before getting the bus and train to work in a nuclear cloud of jasmine. I think I gassed the whole carriage with that. Maybe the whole train.

    One. One spritz was the right amount. I’ve never been able to wear it again.

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  14. There was a Miller and Beteaux perfume – a line I usually like – that I sprayed amply because I loved the opening. I bought a bottle then a half hour later it become an exact dupe of Dove soap, a smell I loathe and that sort of gives me PTSD. Fortunately I was within site of the shop and the lovely owner let me return it.

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  15. Overdosed on FM Musc Ravageur… had to roll the windows down on the way to work and scrub when I got in. But I still like and wear the scent.

    Serge Noire was a major scrubber, tried the sample on since it was described as an incense, which I love. Nope, it was straight up truck driver sweaty armpit. I bagged up the sample and walked it outside to the trash bin, then scrubbed like crazy.

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  16. My first trip to NYC I found VCA Muguet Blanc, which had been talked up as the next Dioressimo. Ack! No, it was vile, and I was unable to wash it off, so it shrieked at me all day long.

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  17. I’ve spritzed Insolence and I deeply regret it. The whole room smells like it now and it’s killing me. The worst thing is, it happened before, and yet I keep on trying it on and hoping that one day it’ll behave.

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  18. Congrats, Matty! So good to see your name in neon pink. 😉

    Yikes, Portia! At least you had a bit of space to call your own.

    I wore Fahrenheit to maths class on a stinking hot day in Year 10. Everyone complained and sought revenge on me a few days later. I was in the locker room and four guys from class cornered me and they each sprayed me with the most hideous scent I could think of at the time – Brut 33. I used to bitch at them for using it in the locker room at lunch. I HATED it. So, revenge was complete. Sort of. I then brought out my magnum – Poison. 😈

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  19. For me, the no-go note is immortelle, which I worked after a few encounters with perfumes I did not like; that turned out to be the common note. The dealbreaker was a sample of Afternoon of a Faun, which smelt exactly like the mythical creature had nodded off and started dreaming of having a massive curry with fenugreek rice.

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  20. A few years ago I bought a random lot of imps/samples from Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab. One of them was Gore Shock. A novelty scent meant to remind you of horror films. Flesh, blood, sweat and metal. I put a tiny dab on out of curiosity and it’s fairly realistic and interesting but obviously not for regular wear. 5 minutes later my boyfriend walks in the door, White-faced and looking shocked. He tells me he had just spent the last half an hour across the street helping a man he and a friend found bleeding from a giant leg would after being attacked. I very quickly excused myself and went to scrub my wrist before he could notice the perfume.

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