Hi splendid, welcome to the biggest bunch of enablers you'll ever meet
I sniffed L'Heure Bleue today, it is a beautiful, intriguing classic but a full bottle can seem like a big commitment! Hopefully you'll find occasions for it though...or you can just take it out and look at it now and again, such a lovely bottle!
So I did go a bit bonkers with spraying and sniffing today, but didn't actually buy anything. Well, except a pot of Guerlain Meteorites because a) they're so pretty and b) Gladys at the Guerlain counter in Selfridges was so helpful I felt bad about walking away having spent nothing... I sniffed the aforementioned L'Heure Bleue, Jicky and Mitsouko, and then she got Chamade and Apres l'Ondee out of her special secret drawer for me to try as well. Mitsouko shot me straight back to sitting at my very glamorous grandmother's dressing table and trying on her jewellery; it was strange and wonderful and a bit sad. Chamade I loved. Apres l'Ondee was oddly underwhelming but I think by that point I'd gone a bit nose-blind!
I have also confirmed that Frederic Malle scents do absolutely nothing for me at all. I'm not sure why; there is just something I can't connect with. I tried Lipstick Rose in Liberty and loathed it - it reminded me of being in hospital as a small child! I need to read the notes and work out why, but it was awful on me, almost nauseating.
Tried Heeley's Cardinal in Les Senteurs as well - utterly divine but very, very similar to Avignon so probably won't bother with a sample.
Am knackered. Home, bathed and in By The Fireplace with wine and Strictly.