Prada Paradoxe wasn’t love at first sniff. In fact, when I first tested it on a paper strip at the perfume counter, I jumped back like I’d touched something cursed. The scent didn’t speak to me at all. I had no idea what to make of it. Too sweet, too bold, too loud, too… generic. It felt like too much of everything. Something about it made me take a cautious step back and declare, quite dramatically, that we were never, ever, EVER going to get along. If someone had told me back then that just a few months later we’d…