My Dream Hommage a Marlene Dietrich

Such a calm and peaceful scent. Makes me feel happy every time I wear it:) only wish it would last a bit longer on my skin. It's a 9.5 / 10 from me.

A big white, dewy flower bouquet with a pink ribbon and a card from your beloved. A present that every Woman, every Diva would like to receive. The opening is fresh, sweet, but it quite quickly shows its powdery notes which are light, well rounded because of the interaction between the fruity-flowery notes and this strong, beautiful base notes. The base formula is powder+ vanilla+ wood notes= to die for. Very feminine, flowery and beautiful. I think it's suitable for almost everybody, it has all the beautiful notes in it.

It reminds me of Lancome Tresore. I would say not only reminds, but it's almost the same, just a little bit lighter version of it. Still it's good.

Very classy, a bit cologne-like, pretty much ‘nineties‘, extremely elegant and feminine. Timeless.

At first My Dream smells like Juicy Fruit chewing gum - a nasty mess of aromas that fills my mind with a scrapbook of disconnected images including chemical fruit (mainly pineapple), sugary sweetness, and plastic toys. Eventually, the compost settles down and the fruit goes to the background and a powdery, light generic floral is foregrounded. It puts images in my mind of pink bows, Barbie dolls, ruffled dresses, hyper-femininity. Yuck! I think this rubbish was designed by a committee and there were too many cooks and the result was a fail. How did it get past the quality control at Grès? I would be depressed if this were my dream. Of all forms of poverty, poverty of the soul is worst. This fragrance has no soul, no originality, it is just a cloud of vacuity - distilled from the mist that settles over the slough of mediocrity in that vale of tears where penny-pinching cheapness mingles its polluted waters with the scummy run-off from the sewage farm of naff. I could try layering it with something but why bother when there is nothing it can contribute. This sort of sugary candied nothing just sucks the life out of everything it touches. Big thumbs down - unwearable unless you are a Barbie doll :-(