For sure. A lot of women's perfume for me falls into either floral, baby powder, musk, or middle school bathroom which is a hodgepodge of all three.
Oh man, durian. I'd heard so much about it but had never experienced it until a couple of years ago. I was grabbing some cream wafer cookies at my local Asian market and noticed they'd started carrying the durian flavor. So I bought a package (along with my usual packages of taro, coconut, and strawberry), got home, and then was assaulted by the smell. The smell. There was no way to know before I opened the wrapper what awaited me. It was like breaking the seal on an ancient king's tomb; curses and reanimated bodies and all. But surely the taste would make up for it! Nope. Durian is just not for me. And maybe the real thing would be, not artificial cream sandwiched in a cookie, but I'm not dying to find out. I put the rest of the cookies in two, TWO Ziplock bags (the smell permeated through both of them), and tossed them in our outside garbage can. That garbage can smelled like rancid death for days after the city emptied it.