Took me a while to meet her

When I first smelled Shalimar my nose was blasted by so much powder I let out an audible “oof” and couldn’t understand how anyone liked it. I deemed her my enemy and forgot her. Decades later, while I was revisiting some of Guerlain’s classic perfumes, I ordered a sample. Again—powder punch. But I smelled it again the next day and could discern the gorgeous vanilla so many others talked about. “There you are!” I said to myself. I finally got to meet her, Grande Dame Shalimar. When others talk about hating this one, I get it. But for those willing to be patient, they may discover the magic that is this timeless masterpiece!