|source: Dita von Teese|
Rawr, how that sounds! I have to admit that I had high expectations so, without further thinking, I grabbed the bottle and gave my wrists a nice little shower. And then ... I wrinkled my nose. That was not what I expected. Rouge starts as a very warm, very heavy, rich, seductive smell with a vintage (read: old ladyish) note. It produces images of velvet (red, indeed), huge pillows, tasseled curtains, dimmed light and even a 19th century high class prostitute in the center of it all, Hollywood style. That´s not a bad thing, really! At that point I thought my review would sound as follows: "Perfect for that special night when you want to lay someone in style!" Of course I didn´t buy it. It´s nothing I´d wear at work and that touch of old lady annoyed me. So I thought. I went on doing my grocery shopping, sniffing my wrist again and again and again. One hour later the old lady had disappeared and made space for an autumnal, woody note and spices that reminded me of christmas. At that point it slowly started to grow on me. And I kept sniffing and sniffing. It´s been nearly 4 hours now and I´m still sniffing. I already have a slight headache and am a bit dizzy. And I love it. I love the warm scent and the spicy tones. It´s totally addictive. It still feels a bit you´re trying to lay someone, but with class. It´s still velvet, but not as a bed sheet. It´s a fancy red dress. It´s a Film Noir, filled in beautiful red flacons. Something Raymond Chandler would have written a whole page about. And yes, I will buy it. Not as my everyday scent, I´ll stick with Ditas debut for that purpose, but for those days when I feel a little more "Rawr!".