Minutes after applying Cartier X (I'm not typing out the complete name because I don't want to), I thought, "Why the hell didn't Katie warn me?!" Later on, I looked up your Cartier reviews and saw that you had warned me. So I'm sorry.
Why do these fruity perfumes all smell alike? They're sickening. And they smell like someone getting sick. They both make me sick and they smell like sick: they're the entire spectrum of sickness. Plus, this one has no base. No woods, no flowers, it's just all sweet repulsive fruit, sitting and rotting on my arm.
Upon completing any work, it's a good exercise to take away one element. The Cartier perfumer should've taken away this one. Just thrown it in the trash.
Regarding your horreur at Cartier X L'Heure Folle, I tracked down this quote from parfumer Mathilde Laurent on Grain de Musc:
“I hate fruity perfumes. I find them anti-sexy. But I like to work on things I don’t like, to bring out a different aspect of it. For my version of the tutti-frutti, I went for leaves, everything that’s green and on a bush. I wanted fruit that hurt the teeth a little. It’s nature as I love it. I only eat raspberries straight off the bush in my grandfather’s garden, including the unripe ones.”
How d'ya like them apples?
I'm glad most artists aren't inclined to work on things they don't like or else we might have to suffer through Didion romance novels or Dylan rock operas or science fiction films from Scorsese.
This is going to sound like a crass over- generalization, but I believe women who wear these aggressively fruity and optimistic perfumes also tend to speak in little girl voices, dress ten years too young for their age and abstain from all category of indecency. There's a market for this kind of thing, for the perfume and the women, but it's not me.