I think that the first perfume you ever buy (or hint that you need for Christmas) definitely goes some way into defining your scent. My first was Stella McCartney‘s Stella. It just so happened to also be her first (I’m definitely showing my age now), a heady combination of English rose and amber that was at its best at an evening soirée. It followed me everywhere and instantly became a signature scent.
Once I had decided I had grown out of Stella, it was on to Chanel Coco Mademoiselle, an elegant day-friendly scent that was light but equally commanding. Since abandoning Coco, I went from 212 Sexy, which strangely does make you feel sexy, to all of the fragrances I have reviewed, but it was only since I tried Tom Ford‘s Mandarino Di Amalfi, that I finally abandoned my dedication to all things rose and amber.