Tuesday, October 2, 2012
Ineke for Anthropologie...Channeling The Gap
Today, after jonesing for Ineke's line of perfumes for Anthropologie, I walk to our newly opened store less than 100 yards from my office. Assuming they moved so close to me because they were the Next Great Thing (I think everything is a sign from God), I have to check them out.
Irritation #1: There are no paper strips on which to spray the perfume. WTF? I go to the front desk and ask for paper strips and they give me some bogus paper sleeves that carry...who knows what? A gift card? Eyeliner? Thong panties? So I rip them into strips and realized they smell like ass before anything is sprayed on them.
Irritation #2: They all smell like wet ass when sprayed on my ripped up paper strips.
Irritation #3: I have no choice but to try Angel's Trupet and Poet's Jasmine on my skin, as I'm convinced those two perfumes will change my life once they hit my chemistry.
Irritation #4: Am I in The Gap? Both perfumes smell cheap for different reasons. Angel's Trumpet is screechy in that 'notice me because I'm fresh' sort of way, and Poet's Jasmine smells like Swiffer sheets.
Irritation #5: Poet's Jasmine is kind enough to wash off quickly, but Angel's Trumpet sticks to my skin like flies on you-know-what. I am hoping it will improve over time, but it doesn't.
I forget how many mediocre, cheap smelling new releases keep popping up everywhere. But I didn't expect that from Ineke.
Image from fragrantica.com