I’ve been meaning to review this perfume for quite some time now, mostly because I think it is quite possibly the worst fragrance I have ever sampled. Packaged in a cotton candy-colored pink box, the scent is appropriately sweet-smelling. You go into a sugar coma upon impact.
The notes in the perfume are: Sun Goddess (yes, that’s what they call it) Rose, Yellow Freesia, Ginger, Lotus Flower, White Violet, Fresh Daylily, Patchouli Concentrate, Creamy Sensual Musk, and Oak Moss.
Once you spray it on your wrist, somehow, “Always Yours” turns into a hot mess of bland florals. Here’s a better way to explain the experience. Let’s say you walk into a dressing room at Macy’s and and you see a pile of clothing that has been tried on. If you picked up some of those clothes off the floor and put them to your nose, you would smell “Always Yours.”
I have a thing about the scent of department stores. Whenever I walk through the beauty section of Macy’s or Bloomingdales, I get a little bit nauseous. I think it’s from smelling the average of a million different scents that are supposed to be beautiful. Those microscopic amounts of patchouli, lychee, “Wondrous Rose of the Eternally Young Valley,” sandalwood, cedar, lily, and amber all coalesce to form a climate that is vaguely disgusting.
I’m reminded of a quote from the film Amadeus, “Too many notes!”