Chalk it adult to body chemistry or only plain bad luck, though flattering most each incense we try — and trust me, I’ve attempted everything from $5 essential oils to $200+ engineer perfumes — fades divided on me in a matter of minutes. However, I’ve finally found a smell that indeed lasts: Jimmy Choo Fever Eau de Parfum ($62; macys.com).
You substantially know a name from your shoe selling endeavors, though the brand behind some of Carrie Bradshaw’s most-beloved stilettos has an endless incense portfolio. Fever is by distant a boldest scent. In perfume-person language, you’d call it a fruity gourmand, though in real-world terms I’d say it smells like a uninformed pitcher of sharp sangria. And given it truly lasts all day, we can news that a benevolence (which comes from records like plum nectar and heliotrope) simmers down after about dual hours of wear, during that time the spiciness of roasted tonka bean takes over.
Personally, we feel like my days of incense hearing and blunder could be over now that I’ve found Fever. As an contemplative Carrie Bradshaw-in-front-of-her-laptop might remark, maybe committing to only one incense is easier than it seems.