Stella by Stella McCartney is the perfect
beginner’s rose, the way a latte is the perfect beginner’s coffee. The rose is definitely
part of this sensual, woody floral, but it’s more of a ghostly background presence. This eau de parfum starts off with peony,
which is a greener and sweeter floral than rose. At this point, Stella’s a little soapy
for my liking. But soon enough, the soap takes a hike, and the ghostly rose floats in, along
with a salty musk. You get the idea of the fruity voluptuousness of rose, but it sneaks
up on you rather than shoving itself in your face – know wot I mean? My favorite part of Stella is the salty rose
afterglow, which is why the Body Milk is my preferred form of the fragrance. I don’t have
to deal with the overeager peony, and I can get right down to it with the sultry stuff.
Sometimes foreplay just gets in the way. I wanted to mention the 2009 limited edition
of Stella Sheer. The opening is cucumbers mixed with movie theatre candy – the kind
that always smells a bit like stale popcorn. It’s a little “stoner munchie mix”. By the
Stella Sheer’s rose staggers in for an appearance, it’s pretty wasted. I’m gonna party with the
original Stella. I’m Katie Puckrik, and I smell.