Victoria Flower

Final Thoughts

If Victoria Flower were a movie character, it would be the well-meaning but slightly clumsy protagonist in a romantic comedy. Someone trying hard to be glamorous but missing a certain je ne sais quoi.

Notes & Nuances

Victoria Flower opens with a bracing hit of black tea and candied bergamot, lacking the effervescent brightness of its inspiration. There's a syrupy sweetness that clings from the outset, like peach jam left out in the sun. The heart introduces a generic floral accord; the orchid and jasmine blend into a vague, powdered sugar cloud. The rose is barely detectable. Where it truly deviates is the base: the patchouli is dialed back, resulting in a vanilla musk that leans heavily towards a plasticky, almost Play-Doh-like sweetness. The missing earthiness detracts significantly from the overall sophistication.

Wear time & Sillage

I get about five hours of wear before Victoria Flower fades into a skin scent. Projection is moderate for the first hour, extending to perhaps an arm's length. After that, it retreats considerably. I wore it to a casual brunch, and then again during an afternoon of errands. It functions best in these close-proximity situations, where its limited projection isn't a liability. However, it didn't last through a moderately intense workout class.