See, I find Fracas is incredibly heavy and rich. And heady even, because it's so unapologetically strong. I feel dizzy wearing it. Or sometimes nauseous. But it doesn't read "sexy." (I know, I'm in the minority here.)
I understand how earthy scents smell sexy, and I agree, but even Fracas still smells of flowers to me. Clammy and close, yes, but clammy and close flowers. I guess I get my sexy from vegetal decay and not human decay.
Well, even if you go to vegetal, oakmoss is that vegetal decay smell, but with its salty, leathery, "personal" qualities, it also reads as human decay. It adds a dirty friction to otherwise sunny or fruity/floral scents.
All roads lead to "personal", which is usually perceived as "sexy". But you sound like you have a different barometer -- maybe you appreciate oakmoss' salty leather, but don't connect it to unwashed skin. And maybe the thing that makes you go "mmm" are just happy, sweet, zingy, fresh jasmine and peach, no complicating factors required or desired.
I think vegetal does connect to unwashed skin, but it's not as sweet as that indolic rotting flesh smell. Sweet isn't sexy to me. Although I like sweet very much, especially feminine sweet (as opposed to those gross Odori colognes). But it doesn't read as sexy. It's more comforting. Kind of like best friends versus sexy friends. Diane Keaton versus Ann-Margret. (Could my references be any more dated?)
"So...I'm not a 'sexy friend'?"
Now that you mention it, A-M does really pack some heat.
Alright, I have to shower and put on my new shirt -- I've got a party to attend.
If I knew your phone number, I surely would've called you from the party. You are not going to believe this. YOU ARE NOT GOING TO BELIEVE THIS! Guess who I hung out with at the party?
Okay, I'm not gonna make you guess, that would be dumb. I hung out with Ann-Margret's granddaughter. ANN-MARGRET'S GRANDDAUGHTER! Out of frickin' nowhere. You and I make the reference and there she is. And we talked about perfumes.
She was wearing Angel and something else I didn't recognize and then she talked about Ann, how Ann LOVES perfumes and has all kinds of theories about them. The biggest being she insists on going Coldstone Creamery on her own ass (your term not hers) all the time.
Ann says a woman should never wear just one scent or she risks smelling like another woman. And so she always blends two or more perfumes. And she always has her granddaughter smell her first thing! And then proudly announces what combination of things she's wearing. How amazing is that?