Sensual. Alluring. Modern. A younger interpretation of the iconic Euphoria fragrance, Forbidden Euphoria evokes a modern, fresh sexiness with a mysterious twist. Possessing an innate confidence and sophistication, she is just starting to explore her sexuality. What she doesn't yet know is that she already is every man's fantasy... A fragrance that can make any woman feel seductive and desired... Forbidden Euphoria is presented as a fragrance for younger audience and dedicated to independent women. The composition is sexy, modern and livelier than the classic...now sweetened by fruity juices...(A)imed at young women (17-20) and is reportedly younger, sexier and easier to wear than the original...All right, Humbert Humbert, enough. I get it. I'm too old for you. It's been fun, and you'll always appreciate those moments we shared, but you're in the market for a newer model. That's just the way it goes.
Once upon a time you gave us Obsession, a profound and bold fragrance that celebrated sex in its full-fledged, we're-all-adults-here sense. Then you gave us Eternity, with ads that dared to depict entire happy families instead of just provocatively-paired couples. Throughout the Nineties, we tolerated a parade of moody, skinny, lip-biting supermodels if only because the fragrances they represented implied that you took us for people with brains. As recently as two years ago, you released Beauty-- a quiet nod-of-the-head to the mature and sophisticated woman whose demographic is so often left out of the running.
And now all of a sudden you turn into Wooderson drawling, That's what I love about these high school girls, man-- I get older, they stay the same age.
"Innate confidence and sophistication"? For something that smells like melted Dreyer's Berry Rainbow sherbet, those sure are some fancy words. "Easier to wear than the original?" Less likely to tell you to buzz off, too-- until she wises up, which she always will. Girls mature faster than boys, they say-- and they pick up wisdom and spending power and bullshit detectors, too. In other words, they turn into women just like me. Where will your Euphoria be then, you sad little man? Forsaken? Forgotten? Farbisseneh?
Look, no one's saying you don't have the right to a midlife crisis... but not with the babysitter, and not in my house. Pack your bags, Mister. You're outta here.
Scent Elements: Mandarin, peach blossom, passionfruit, "iced raspberry", tiger orchid, jasmine, pink peony, cashmere woods, patchouli absolute, musk