I didn't buy it, but maybe this story counts anyway.
I smelled it on a co-worker one day, asked what it was.
It had just come out. It was the latest and greatest. Its name was
Amarige
I raved about it to loved ones.
The next gift-giving occasion, I received some. YAY!
I enjoyed using it a lot for several months, in rotation with my other perfumes but still had plenty left, because they gave me a HUGE bottle of the stuff.
Gift-giving occasion rolls around again. I received 3 bottles of Amarige.
Hmm, I thought. I was already using it with less frequency. It is a nice scent, but not that nice. I guess I will have to step it up, so much of that first bottle still left.
Another gift-giving occasion. 6 bottles of Amarige and a gift set. Apparently the word was out.
By this time, due to my having started to wear it more than I actually wanted to, I was kind of over Amarige, and still had over a third of the original huge bottle left, less than 18 months after I had received it.
I quietly presented the small local community org that assists ladies who are extricating themselves from abusive situations with 9 bottles of Amarige and a gift set.
I kept one tiny bottle of the perfume, in case I had a change of heart.
I needn't have worried.
Next gift-giving occasion. I receive 11 bottles of Amarige, 2 gift sets and a little satin case containing travel sizes of everything you can think of.
The social worker at the small local community org raised an eyebrow. I tried to explain. She shrugged, smiled, hugged. They are just glad to get it, no explanations needed.
On the next gift-giving occasion, I do not remember how many bottles of Amarige I received, but it was so over the top that shortly after that I felt compelled to do what I probably should have done sooner. Scratch that probably.
I let it be known that thanks to the love and generosity of loved ones, I now had a very good supply of Amarige, and was even interested in trying some different fragrances.
At that point, I had not used it at all for like a year. I did not want to, I could no longer bear the smell of it.
This time, the social worker who helps abused ladies start new lives asked me if I would mind if the org shared this magnificent windfall with a sister org in a nearby community. The ladies extricating themselves from abuse and starting new lives were also just a bit over Amarige, as my donations had caused the little secure undisclosed location to reek of the stuff.
Luckily, the next gift-giving occasion was, thanks to my strategically placed whispers, blessedly Amarige-free.
The original bottle, still a third full, still sits on my fragrance shelf, but only for sentimental reasons and lulz.
I have not used it for years, nor can I imagine ever doing so. I really can't stand it!
(Note: Although when it was introduced back in like 1990 or something, Amarige was initially marketed as a "high end" fragrance, and sold only in glittering "high end" department stores, today it can be found at your local drugstore, and probably Wal-Mart)
) and he's lke NOOOOO - meaning it smells too good to be that affordable! lol
