
As a dedicated lover of fine French perfume, I feel I should hate Can Can. After all, it's the fashion, among those who take their perfume seriously, to write off anything Paris Hilton ("that slutty, no-talent poseur") does or makes.
As a confirmed lover of expensive perfume, I should say something snarky about Can Can, like, "Can Can smells better than mildew" and end it there. That would in fact be a true and unbiased review.
The first time I caught a whiff of Can Can was at the television station where I work. Someone had spritzed it into the air in anticipation of a big studio audience giveaway. It wafted down the hallway and covered up the mildew odor which emanates from our carpeting.
As a died-in-the-wool lover of high-quality perfume, I should tell you that the only good thing about Can Can is the fantastic pink boa that came with the gift bag.

I should, but I can't.
Because my first exposure to Can Can was actually quite pleasant. Not only did it cover up the mildew odor, it made the place smell happy, as if something good could happen at any moment. It was only later, when I found out what the fragrance was, that I started making (harsh) quality judgments about it.
Still, being an inveterate collector of scent, I begged a gift bag and boa (thank you, Berry), and toted them home. Where I made my darling cat George model the boa (check out that face - he's putting up with me, but just barely).
Well, months have passed since that photo opportunity, and George and I have now decided we like both the boa and the scent.
The marketing for Can Can calls the fragrance "elegant but fun." I'd call it "casual and fun." It has a burnt sugar-cotton candy accord that takes it out of the realm of elegant for me. The official notes include: clementine flower, cassis, nectarine, wild orchid, orange blossom, musk, amber and woods. It is said to have been inspired by the film Moulin Rouge and the song Lady Marmalade.

It reminds me a little of Thierry Mugler Alien in its sweetness, and Aquolina Pink Sugar in its burnt sugary-ness. I can't wear either of those scents, (too sweet, too burnt, respectively) but I can wear Can Can. There is a touch of caramelized citrus fruit that saves it from being a sweet mess on my skin. Maybe that's the marmalade?!
It will never replace my Malles, Lutens, Guerlains, L'Artisans, Carons, Creeds or any of the other snooty-patootie scents I love (nor would I expect it to), but Can Can has its place in my collection. When I want something happy, simple and yes, pretty, I will call on it. I haven't tested it around guys yet, but I suspect they will like this.
Should you like Can Can? I should say it's entirely up to you.
I actually hate "shoulds" when it comes to perfume. Perfume is a personal adventure. Only you can decide what smells good on your skin.
We who write about perfume are simply tour guides to the marvelous world of perfumed attractions. For me, Can Can is one of those rides you go on between the wild roller coaster and the spider - it's like those softly swinging chairs at Six Flags - soft and easy.