But it's just so darn generic that I really can't see myself buying a bottle or ever making it my signature scent. My overall feeling about this perfume is: it's nice, and there's nothing about it that I really dislike. (I'm not sure if The Body Shop still carries those though.) Truthfully, Sung is a pretty generic smelling white floral, so it's not necessarily immediately recognizable. Yardley's Lily of the Valley fragrance is very similar, and so are the Body Shop's Jasmine and Gardenia perfume oils. On the other hand, though, there are a lot of other things that smell like this perfume too.

I'm actually a little surprised that it isn't listed online among the most popular perfumes of all time. This is definitely an extremely popular fragrance that a lot of women wear, for sure. The minute I opened my sample of the feminine version of Sung by Alfred Sung though, and dabbed it on my wrist, I knew that I had smelled it many times before. It's not often that I smell a perfume and immediately recognize what it is because I'm not nearly enough of an expert with fragrances to be able to recognize a lot of them really fast without even asking, 'what are you wearing?' It is a fragrance that may seem a bit out of place these days but it will endure fads and whims of the present and find its place among the classics. It is as precious, as romantic, and as much an anachronism as lacy gloves.

It has real tenacious staying power and it is quite the sillage monster, a quality many contemporary fragrances lack. It dries down smelling of soft and powdery white flowers, a real gem among rocks for white floral lovers. To be exact, I smell lily-of-the-valley first and foremost, sweetened by other white flowers and grounded by woods. Sung is a very verdant white floral that I cannot help but associate with white lace. It was about time for a long overdue reunion. I had long forgotten the name of my friend's emptied bottle but I knew the scent immediately. She was a true friend–she forgave both my overindulgence with her bottle of Sung and my reparations in the form of an insult-in-a-bottle. I believe I even used up her bottle and tried to offer up a rancid bottle of Primo (Kmart's answer to Giorgio Beverly Hills) in exchange. I used to snoop around in her collection as our tastes ran similar. I remember my best friend from high school had this on her vanity back when everyone else had Sunflowers and Tresor on theirs. For a daring woman not shy to wear synthetic in the age of more natural perfumes.

Reminiscences of the classic feminine Gloria Vanderbilt and Anais Anais Cacharel. The most appropriate word to define this fragrance? I would say 'gummy'. The dry down is a bit too much greasy and synthetic for my pleasure. A touch of animalic pattens and earthy/grassy elements locks the round of this particular masculine coming from the abysses of the past. The perfumed agreement of all those dense and resinous elements (vanilla, ripe fruits, mature floral leaves, galbanum, musk and moss) turns the smell out almost syrupy, 'saccharosical' and 'jammy'. The begining introduces a touch of almost masculine toilette type of vibe with hints of bergamot and mossy lavender but the feel is evanescent as a meteor because the mellifluence is yet ready to smoulder and erupt. The bouquet of flowers is central and indiscernible in its single elements by a lait nose but what jumps in a while on mind (something lasting till the end) is a resinous and aromatic similar apricot/coconut taste elicited by the interaction from gummy galbanum, coriander (a touch of mint?), mellow peaches (pears yet?) ylang-ylang and orange over a mossy/vanillic base. The top notes influence the whole olfactory fatigue as this juice smells till the end of the trip more fruity and resinous (almost ripe) than properly floral.

Alfred sung perfume sets