Rose scents can be a bit grandma-ish, I know. Or, as a friend put it, "a bit bowl-of-potpourri-in-the-bathroomish," but the Stella McCartney Eau de Parfum is a delightfully light floral spritz that I'm dying over right now.
My company hosted a party at the Stella store in New York's Meatpacking District and, of course, there were goody bags to be had. Inside? A tubular (literally and figuratively) roll-on of the scent, in a sultry black-to-purple ombre, like the full sized bottle shown. Throughout the event there was a pro-perfume spritzer infusing the air with the effervescent floral smell and I was immediately hooked. A schizophrenic perfume user (my collection ranges from a limey Jo Malone cologne, to Philosophy's laundry soap like spray, and beyond), I'm about ready to pull the plug on the other parfums and make this my signature scent.
Added bonus, the atomizer also helped when a fellow subway rider seemed to have soiled himself on my commute home. All I smelled was roses.
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