ATTENTION: Fracas is a perfume to be worn deliberately, not as an afterthought. It makes a come hither statement - among others - so if you're feeling a bit wall-flowery, leave it alone.
I ran across the EdP at our local Costco a couple of years ago while I was shopping, most likely for cheese.
Inner Critic is embarrassed for me to share these facts (both Costco and the cheese), viewing them as pedestrian details that I should keep to myself.
To me, these trivial facts add to the charm of my first encounter with Fracas. Had it not jumped into my path, a year would have gone by before I attended Sniffapalooza and discovered its wanton pleasures.
My Nose on Fracas:
Fracas lasts on my skin for hours and I truly love it. For a long time, I wouldn't wear it in front of B-man, thinking he would shrink from the Smell Me! greeting. As it turns out, he loves it, too, describing it as 'fresh.'
Fracas may be fresh, but it's also incredibly sexy in a way that says, 'I'm hot, but not necessarily for you.'
Wear it wisely.