As time presses on, my skin brings out the absolute worst of Joy, it makes a mess of the lasting base notes.

If that wasn't enough, the Wall Street crashed, bringing thousands of rich families to ruin and generating the biggest economic crisis in history, the “Great Depression”. in my life I witness the fall of last century's most prestige fragrance, it went through the Great Depression, and gave the world HOPE in joy but failed to 21 century's marketing.

Most of these phone discussions were about nothing in particular but only as she grew unable to carry on these conversations did I realize how important those small ways of keeping in touch were. Come to our boutique in McLean, VA today to explore our hand-picked selection of designer niche colognes and perfumes. Please read the full reviews and consider your own needs and preferences before making a purchasing decision. Joy" reminds very much Guerlain Samsara and Guerlain Shalimar and some other vintage perfumes of those times.

Jean Patou participated in the emergence of the iconic French "je ne sais quoi" movement that has left a lasting mark on French style. I don't believe I ever smelled it when it was first made, but what I am smelling now, many newer fragrance ((1990's an on), can't hold a candle to this beauty. I supposed back in the day before PETA when every woman who could afford the luxury wore fur in some capacity.I've written and mentioned this a few times recently, so I suppose I'm trying to prove a point to myself: I don’t view my life as a narrative. I’ve since moved on to others and never looked back until recently when helping my daughter track down a fragrance. Dries down to a rosy indolic sandalwood after a surprisingly short time… but then I don’t know who could spend all day in a haze of such flamboyant rose.

the opening of this is a harsh, shrieking angular rose, like a cubist painting of a glamorous woman - by no means unpleasant, just striking and commanding; less a jubilant busby berkeley choreography scene and more a strange surrealistic dream pulled from the pages of hollywood babylon. While Jean Patou's "Joy" was marketed as a glamorous perfume, and it does smell glamorous, this is also Goth in all of its glory. Two and a half hours later, and my idyllic stroll around those spectacular gardens may have been a day dream. The florals in Joy are not sweet or cloying like the fragrances we are used to today, but rather raw, like real flowers smelled from a distance. The original bottle, designed by French architect and artisan Louis Süe, was designed to have a simple, classical feel.

No matter the strength, or the era, it has a sickening smell on opening of rotting fruit and something worse which I'm too polite to mention here, that I just can't get beyond. Green notes twine through all this for about 10 minutes when an airy Jasmine appears and grabs my attention, twining through everything. But my mistake was that I didn't spray it on my skin, and just judged it too harshly by the smell of the bottle.

Like many people, getting my nose and brain to forget about feces and focus on the flowers was nearly impossible.

The jasmine seems considerably less indolic, while retaining the joyful uplift of the magical Rose and Jasmine notes. and Joy bears absolutely zero resemblance to it in my opinion; possibly the closest is a cross between a concentrated l'air du temps (which is more wearable) and Flowerbomb with a heavy infusion of Jasmine. The JOY I smell is pure and transparent jasmine, which is slightly different from the real flowers in nature. The realism of the flowers do not seem to suffer the downgrade that usually occurs when they are cast down from nature to essence, they transition unscathed from shrub to bottle, fleshy and full botanical, the jasmine and the rose are wholly discernible, even insular, living together in isolation like limbs matching in a body. According to some reviewers EdJ is very similar to Joy, that saves me the effort of purchasing the original.