Did you grow up in the 1970's or '80's? If so you may understand what I get from this and why I like it so much. This smells like grapefruit, school, & Springtime '79-'80, & I LOVE it. It really does stink though, & I will only wear it to bed or around the house. I don't think it's necessarily appealing, but it is intriguing & takes me back to a more simple time. I have no idea why this is called Neon. Our moms (collectively) would serve grapefruit for a Spring breakfast. Sliced on the equator, carefully cut from the center down to the membrane to release each segment. If I was in my bedroom, I could smell this from the kitchen, as the bruised flesh of the citrus released volatile oils into the air. We would sit down to the halved fruit & were allowed, (for reasons not understood to anyone on the planet now), to take as much granulated sugar as we would like, by heaping teaspoonfuls, from a community sugar jar, & dump it on the fruit. Combined, the sugar would hit the acid & melt on contact, releasing a heady neuro-other worldly mist that mingled w/ purple lily flowers & the other smells of my childhood age 10-12: School bus tires, asphalt, the synthetic fabric of my windbreaker jacket, gerbil litter, Barbie dolls, pencil shavings from the school hand cranked sharpener, the water fountain that smelled some how like actual water, & the soap dispenser that would release a rough powdered detergent to wash your grimy hands with. Sweaty hair from recess that still faintly smelled of Prell Shampoo from your Saturday night bath, gymnasium basket balls, chalk board erasers, sweaty moon boots in the classroom coat closet, Strawberry Hubba-Bubba, and Love's Baby Soft. Every time I spray this, I smell all of that. It's weird, but it's indeed still wrapped up in quintessential Juicy. It makes me crave pink velour, a bologna sandwich, a Nancy Drew book & a fresh start. 🍋🚌🐹🌷🏀👟🧴 Sheridan🥰
