This opens like a saccharine, "teenage girl's" perfume (for want of a much less loaded expression), but constantly morphs In and out of various genres, before setting on a sort of musky, cashmeran dry down, not a million miles away from B-612, by design I guess. It's good, and interesting, but it's not something I'd really consider putting into my rotation. I'm not sure who this would suit (not that it matters), as it gets pretty serious and plummy, and the musky base gets almost murky, rubbery and/or plasticky, so all in all it's not very vain or naive, it would take a self-assured person to pull it off. Still, it's a welcome change from Chris Maurice's constant production line of slightly tweaked, sickly "oud" scents, which I found interesting, then tedious, and now ignorable.