From an email sent to me from my perfume pen pal, Tamara:
Ok...so I gotta tell yah what happened to me today! I got a generous sample from a new PPP [perfume pen pal] of mine- God bless her!
In these samples is thee infamous Mitsy edp!
And whoa bebe, I'm excited to try her on for size.
I've read so many threads on her and reviews galore.
I am ready to dive into her legend that is alive and well in Perfumistaland.
I'm puttin' on my 'big girl panties' for this one!
I get her on me.
It's Mitsouko Mayhem to my nose.
I recognize the smell of too many a lady in a too small office, so much peachy spicy Mitsouko love these women had!
Where is that love now- on me? She is murdering me, assaulting me with her delicious death moan. I do my best to fend her off- "Be nice Mitsy, love ME Mitsy!" I try to scream at her but she attacks my open mouth , I shut it and quit huffing her. But to no avail- she clobbers me nearly to death with a wicked smile on her classic face, "I am not for youuuu dahhhling, I am only for them."
I stumble away to scrub her off and bemoan my sorry state of affairs.
Many a lady has loved her but I will not be one of them.
I think the feeling is mutual.
Hupin, Jacques - -A still life of peaches, grapes and pomegranates in a pewter bowl, an ornate ormolu plate and ewers, all resting on a table draped with a carpet - 17th century, courtesy of artnet.de
and secretaries in the Pentagon, courtesy of the early office musem