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I was looking forward to trying this particular scent as it’s one of the company’s best sellers.

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And as usual, the reviews/comments made me chuckle.

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But when I sprayed a little on my arm… I almost choked. The first undertones to hit my nose? A bizarre combination of moldy books, burnt plastic and powdered sugar. Imagine a bakery in an abandoned industrial warehouse. Donuts infused with hot welding shards and burnt rubber. Yes, it was that bad.

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It definitely smelled metallic, like a vanilla drive shaft.

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Mix in some dried grass (vetyver) and a touch of gum resin (opoponax) and the result was downright disgusting. I can honestly say I’ve never washed a perfume off my body before… but I couldn’t stand more than 10 minutes of this one before I attacked my arm with a soapy loofah.

If I didn’t know better I’d say this scent was meant as a gag gift. With the emphasis on gag. 🤢

Self respecting fat electricians around the globe should be insulted.

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