★★★★★ "Insanely Addictive"

Salty. Sticky. Sexy. Steamy. Spicy. 

Designed to be worn loud

+ Genderless

+ Real Tears Included

+ Crafted in London

+ Made in France

4.6
Rated 4.6 out of 5 stars
Based on 8 reviews
Total 5 star reviews: 6 Total 4 star reviews: 1 Total 3 star reviews: 1 Total 2 star reviews: 0 Total 1 star reviews: 0
88%would recommend this product
8 reviews
  • MJ
    Mr J. B.
    Verified Buyer
    I recommend this product
    Rated 4 out of 5 stars
    3 minutes ago
    Wild horses was favourite

    Wild horses stood out for me

    Looked at buying full price bottle but out of my price range.

    I’ll be sticking to old spice til I win the lottery

  • AG
    ARTHUR G.
    Verified Buyer
    I recommend this product
    Rated 5 out of 5 stars
    Yesterday
    The new kids on the block🥰

    Loved the sample 5 ml sprays all of which are amazingly attractive!! However my good lady thought Paint it Black was her favourite scent

  • RB
    Rhonda B.
    Verified Buyer
    I recommend this product
    Rated 5 out of 5 stars
    1 week ago
    Perfect size for travel and testing

    Love the packaging, great for packing and great for sharing! One scent too sweet for me, but daughter-in-law was able to try also and she loved and smelled great on her

  • YD
    Yvonne d. G.
    Verified Buyer
    Rated 3 out of 5 stars
    2 weeks ago
    Discovery means you may not like all

    Sofar I am really happy with Satisfaction.

    Like wearing it/stands out

  • KB
    KEITH B.
    Verified Buyer
    I recommend this product
    Rated 5 out of 5 stars
    3 weeks ago
    SUBVERSIVE! A JOURNEY INTO THE MYSTERIOUS

    The old man shuffled along the dirty decaying streets of the city. In the distance, he could hear music. Feint, yet strangely enticing music. A heady scent of alluring mystery filled the air. “Gotta find that music, gotta find that scent” he kept mumbling to himself as he followed his ears and his nose. He reached the corner of the street. A young lad was stripping paint from an old, weathered, ornate front door. “What are you doing kid?” said the old man. “I’m gonna paint it red” was the lad’s reply. “Do yourself a favour son” said the old man, “Paint it Black. It’s classy!”

    The old man shuffled on his way, the source of that mystical music was gradually getting closer, getting louder and the pleasant, yet somewhat subversive scent was becoming stronger.

    The city was slowly disappearing behind him as he headed into the countryside. He turned briefly to look at the sprawl of the Urban Jungle he had so recently left behind. “Mmmm. Dangerous" he muttered beneath his breath. "Gotta find it” was the mantra he kept repeating, over and over as he walked.

    He soon found himself on an old dirt track with fields on either side. For the briefest of moments, through the haze of a late afternoon sun, he saw Wild Horses galloping in the distance. “Awesome!" he shouted, as the music and that scent, oh that beautiful scent, teased him ever nearer.

    The sun was slowly disappearing and darkness was stepping into its place. In the distance he could just make out a flashing neon sign…