I cannot imagine why a woman would want to smell like her soul has been scorched, unless she is a dentist’s assistant in white scrubs and clogs trying to convey the eradication of microscopic life forms.
By then, if you sprayed this thing on just before going out, your taxi has arrived, while your fragrance already smells like you’re on the way home, and your mascara is all over the place. Enjoy.
— Luca Turin, on Miu Miu and Marc Jacobs Decadence, respectively. Catch up on his column at Style Arabia here.