I am a slut like Judy- and indeed, if one fragrance were to go to my desert island it would be Chanel 19. It was the one bottle (see how good I was!) that I took on holiday this summer.
I think the theory needs tweaking- but it's probably not totally wrong! I reckon the decade we were born has an effect as well. Which is why I, (1960s born) am firmly planted in the "give me the aldehydes" field. An awful lot of "new" modern fragrances are just too sweet for me. No matter how carefully crafted. This is, I think, why I don't get on with 4160, JHAG, Frederic Malle etc. I just know they're all going to hit that sugary/fruity overload (for me) sooner or later. If it's a fruit, I want sour crisp lime. And oddly, about 25 yrs ago, when I started off teaching, I completed the "Proust" questionnaire from the Guardian- still do it every year with my kids, and put my favourite smell down as vanilla. Now I just think, unless it's a barely there vanilla, "euwww, I don't want to smell like a cheap candle from the pound shop anymore!"
Autumn-Winter I reach for Opium, Shalimar, L'Heure Bleu, LADDM, Lonestar Memories
Summer- Eau d'Hadrien, Eau du Sud, Jade, Liz Earle 1, Ealing Green
All year round- Chanel 19, Miss Dior, Rive Gauche, Infusions d'Iris Dioressence, Diorella, Vent Vert. London 1969.