Agent Provocateur L'Agent Review
Agent Provocateur L'Agent Fragrance
Review by MUA's Cavewoman
Lately, I've been doing lots of emailing back and forth with my friend Angie. We're constantly talking fashion and style,
we're glued to shows like Project Runway (we love Tim! We don't love Nina!) and What Not To Wear (we both love Stacy and Clinton!) and anything fashion related, especially the monthly magazines. We're both in transition right now
in our personal styles. We ponder about what really looks best on us, what suits our lives and our body types and
our age, and we both keep style books, scrapbook albums with clippings of things we love. We discuss purging our closets and then we actually do it.
It's a work in progress.
She's minimalist, she loves structure and shapes and angles, art deco jewelry, and strong powerful solid colors. I like flowy
dresses, feminine jewelry, soft fabrics, a defined waist, and blue nail polish.
Neither one of us is a femme fatale. We never were. We don't want to be. I've never even tried on an Herve Leger dress.
I have to ask Angie if she has one. I bet she's never tried one on, either. Too sexy for us.
There, I said the word. Sexy.
But in fragrances, give me some hot heady florals and rich, deep woodsy notes, and I'm captivated. They seem very "me"
and most of the scents I own are just like this. Roses as rich as they come, sensuous woods and deep incensey notes,
these are my scent preferences. They do not correspond very well to my fashion style, but they just feel right somehow.
I want to smell like a woman, not a teenage boy. Unisex is not a word in my style vocabulary.
I once visited an unabashedly sexy lingerie store in SoHo, NYC. The store is called Agent Provocateur. My shopping companion that day shall remain anonymous. Unless she decides to disclose her identity. This beautiful pink and black boudoir is full of the most exquisite lingerie I've ever seen. I felt like an alien on another planet. This store makes no apologies for its purpose. It's all about seduction.
And they do it perfectly. Lovely young women in red lipstick, pink shirtdress "uniforms" and stiletto heels shuttle you into the heavily-draperied fitting rooms, and before you know it, you're being laced into a black jeweled bustier. Men sit patiently on the tufted banquettes and wait
for their ladies to choose their pretty things. And there are fragrances. Agent Provocateur has its own brand of
fragrances, and as I was waiting for my shopping companion to have her purchases wrapped, I started sniffing the tester bottles
at the desk. The scents of Agent Provocateur fulfill everything you experience in this store. They're sultry, exciting,
womanly, self-assured, and sexy. I'm now the proud owner of all of them. I love the way wearing these scents makes me feel.
All of them are unusual, well-blended, and exude that sense of quality that is unmistakeable. These are fine scents from a fine company.
When I heard that Agent Provocateur was launching a new scent this month, I couldn't wait to try it. I wear all three of the other AP scents
and after reading the list of notes on the Agent website, I asked Angie to stop in at the SoHo store and take a sniff for me.
Her verdict: spicy! I sent her some money the very next day. Within three days, the bottle was at my doorstep.
L'Agent by Agent Provocateur is a lush, dark, mysterious rose-based scent with jasmine and tuberose, woods and amber, incense and musk.
It has the slight powdery quality of the rest of the Agent perfumes, but with more depth and a big attitude. You won't find any
whimsical fruits or lighthearted greenery in this one. L'Agent gets right down to business with the first spray, the first whiff.
L'Agent offers the entire Agent Provocateur philosophy and experience in its pink-fade-to-black teardrop bottle, and has succeeded once again
in capturing in scent the attitude of the company. They know who their customer is. She is a woman, not a girl. She is confident, worldly, smart, and
comfortable in her own skin. She isn't afraid to be totally feminine. She embraces her sexuality and yes, she likes pretty things!
Come to think of it, I might just be that woman.
Credit: Review and photo by Cavewoman
Disclosure: This product was purchased by the reviewer