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Bath and Body Works Cotton Blossom

I took advantage of the Bath and Body Works sale and got a few things. This is one of them:

bath and body works cotton blossom, bitsandtreats

This is Cotton Blossom shower gel. I think this is the first time I’m trying BBW shower gels. Unfortunately, I only used this once. I don’t like the smell. It smells nice, don’t get me wrong but it reminds me of Sampaguitas. I don’t know the English word for it. Google translate gives me tulips. They are not tulips. They are little white flowers that are strung together to make a lei and is usually offered to images/statues of Christ, Mary and other saints. I don’t like the smell of said flower so I gave this to MB. At least I’m not with him for several hours during the day and by the time he gets home the scent would have faded.

The scent stays a bit on the skin but it’s gone once you sweat. It says on the label that it moisturizes. I will test that out on my next bottle but it didn’t leave my skin dry so I have my hopes up. I will finish my VS shower gel first before I move on to the next one.

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  1. Hi! Great post! I love the smell of sampaguitas but I wouldn't want to wear it as a perfume too, or shower gel for this instance. Haha! Anyhooo, can you recommend any BBW fragrance that has a fresh and out-of-the-shower smell? Something which smells like shampoo and freshly-laundered cloth? :D

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  2. Hi Hanny! I'm not familiar with their scents/perfumes/body sprays. I've only used a few BBW products and most of them are lotions. So far I haven't encountered that scent you are looking for. I'm actually looking for something similar as well and I was hoping Cotton Blossom would smell like fresh laundry that's why I bought it. Will keep on looking though! = ) Maybe I will find something in my loot.

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