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Scottish Sun
5 days ago
- Entertainment
- Scottish Sun
Aldi is selling a £6 dupe of Baccarat Rouge's iconic £335 perfume & it ‘smells just like the real deal' beauty fans say
Plus the best perfume dupes on the high street MAKE SCENTS Aldi is selling a £6 dupe of Baccarat Rouge's iconic £335 perfume & it 'smells just like the real deal' beauty fans say Click to share on X/Twitter (Opens in new window) Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) IF you're a fan of designer fragrances but not the price tag, then we've got good news for you, as the Aldi dupes just keep on coming in. Shoppers are racing to grab a bottle of perfume from the discount giant – which at just £6, is said to be a fabulous dupe. Sign up for Scottish Sun newsletter Sign up 2 Baccarat Rouge is a fragrance favourite, but a VERY pricey one 2 Shoppers are loving Aldi's viral perfume dupe Cardinal Red Credit: Aldi According to bargain hunters, a scent has been deemed a close dupe for the posh £335 Baccarat Rouge. Unlike the 'real deal', the budget-friendly version - the Cardinal Red Eau de Parfum - retails for a mere £6, saving you almost £330. The high-end version is a favourite amongst celebs, including Rihanna and Molly-Mae Hague. And similarly the Lacura scent offers a a seamless blend of soft jasmine, sweet saffron, warm amberwood and cedar. The perfume therefore makes for the perfect spicy and floral mix that you'll find difficult to resist - and it already seems to have become a hit on social media. 'I can't believe they've done a Baccarat Rouge dupe… RUN to Aldi,'' said one delighted shopper. 'It's just amazing - it's just unreal.' added another fan. While another said: "This Cardinal Red is a dupe for Baccarat Rouge. It is spot on, I can't believe it." Meanwhile, our beauty editor tested Aldi's 7 new beauty buys all for under £5. A cult Charlotte Tilbury dupe is back but read here to find out what she loved best. I get stopped in the street by people asking where my perfume's from - it's a dupe of a designer scent & saves me £135 Elsewhere, thrifty beauty buffs are raving about a fabulous Black Opium dupe they've spotted at Home Bargains. And it's ideal if you're looking to save money this year. But check out Zara who is now also flogging a dupe of YSL's Black Opium. Their Gardenia is selling for £15.99 per 90ml bottle, Zara's website shows. The best perfume dupes on the high street WE all love a good perfume, but they can also be pricey. So why not try a dupe from the high street instead? Here's some of the best: *If you click on a link in this boxout we will earn affiliate revenue Marks & Spencer: Apothecary Warmth, £9.50 - dupe for Le Labo's Santal 33 - BUY NOW Sea Salt and Neroli, £13 - dupe for Tom Ford's Neroli Portofino - BUY NOW Midnight Blossom, £10 - dupe for Yves Saint Laurent Black Opium - BUY NOW Soft Iris, £10 - dupe for Chanel Coco Mademoiselle - BUY NOW Zara: Energetically New York, £25.99 - dupe for Le Labo's Santal 33 Nude Bouquet, £12.99 - dupe for Dior's Miss Dior Applejuice, £12.99 - dupe for DKNY's Be Delicious Sublime Epoque, £22.99 - dupe for Armani My Way Aldi: Empress, £5.99 - dupe for Paco Rabanne Olympéa Feminine, £6.99 - dupe for Coco Mademoiselle Masculine, £6.99 - dupe for Jean Paul Gaultier's Le Male Hotel Collection No39 Poppy and Barley, £6.99 - dupe for Jo Malone's Poppy and Barley Plus shoppers have gone wild for an incredible dupe which is flying off the shelves at a major supermarket. The dupe is £20 cheaper than the real Sol de Janeiro body spray, despite looking and smelling almost identical. Costing just £3.99, the dupe is scented with pistachio and salted caramel. Another version is scented with jasmine and dragon fruit.
Arab Times
19-05-2025
- Business
- Arab Times
Kuwait unveils new initiatives to boost domestic tourism this summer
KUWAIT CITY, May 19: The Standing Committee for Celebrating National Holidays and Occasions convened on Sunday to discuss several key initiatives aimed at promoting domestic tourism during the summer season. The meeting, held at Seif Palace, was chaired by the Minister of Information and Culture and Minister of State for Youth Affairs Abdulrahman Al-Mutairi. It was attended by Sheikha Amthal Al-Ahmad Al-Jaber Al-Sabah, Chairperson of the Voluntary Work Center, and other committee members representing various official bodies. Minister Al-Mutairi presented a series of recommendations to stimulate domestic tourism, including the creation of a dedicated tourism website that would outline approved initiatives and adhere to established standards. He also proposed facilitating transit visa procedures in the coming period and extending the operating hours of shopping malls throughout the summer. Additionally, the committee discussed plans for a range of recreational activities, including theatrical performances, and the inclusion of events organized by the Tourism Enterprises Company in the "Hayakum" application — a comprehensive platform designed to showcase all national events in coordination with relevant authorities. During the meeting, the committee reviewed special summer offers presented by Jazeera Airways in collaboration with Kuwait Airways. A visual presentation was also given by the Hayakom digital platform team, highlighting the various tourism, sports, and cultural events listed on the platform. This included activities from the National Council for Culture, Arts and Letters, as well as initiatives under the Gardenia project. The Touristic Enterprises Company also provided a comprehensive update on its ongoing projects and progress. In addition, the committee's evaluation and quality control team presented a report on its work. Among the proposals discussed was the creation of a comprehensive tourism guide for Kuwait, as well as promotional packages offered by local hotels at competitive prices to further encourage domestic tourism.
L'Orient-Le Jour
07-05-2025
- General
- L'Orient-Le Jour
A Sensory Study of Lebanese Culture
Wrinkled fingertips graze the lips of older women, while shrill and unyielding cries pierce through the air — the pitch of the zalagheet (ululation) underscoring their joy. Rice and flower petals at your every step: attacking, welcoming, loving. A sloppy, unhygienic kiss is planted on your cheek from your favorite khalto (aunt), a tug at your dress from the boy you've always bought candy for, and your parents' entire street is lined along your path. It's a celebration undefined by words, and a love unbound by conditions. 'I love you,' 'Thank you,' ' A'abelik [a phrase said to single people to wish marriage and happiness].' The khodarje 's (vegetable vendor) calloused, dry, yet somehow warm hands pick out what your mom wrote on an old receipt for today's tabkha (meal), gently removing the yellowed and the imperfect produce — summarizing 50 years and almost three generations of friendship and respect in giving you the good peppers only. Rice and vermicelli sit against red and green, old white floral ceramic pots and stainless steel. The soft clunk of a plate filled to the brim disturb the wooden table. The click-clack of the coffee merchant echoes: ceramic against ceramic, cardamom against a century-old cobblestone, and giggles float over shared rakwehs (coffee pot). 'I'd like it bitter, please,' 'Half-half,' 'Save the grounds for me, if you may.' 'Ahla bhal talleh [a welcoming phrase]! Beirut brightens at your presence.' The pouring of a clear, sweet syrup flows. 'There's no way you eat it without ater (sugar syrup). Are you sure? You don't need the diet, smallah a'alayke [may God protect you]. The sweetness of this knefeh comes from you, not the syrup.' 'Here, take this za'atar and zaytoun sandwich wrapped with love.' Customs won't mind, but I'll mind your absence more. Someone yells from the veranda, someone else answers from dekeneh (minimarket) below — a basket tied to a rope dancing in between. 'The list and the money are in the basket. Please fill it out, and keep the rest.' The smells from the kitchen swirl upwards, mixing with floral scents.'What have you been using for your laundry? Look at it — so pearly white, and the scent flowing everywhere,' one says from a neighboring building. 'Oh, thank you! It's this detergent, and a new Gardenia bush that my in-laws brought over.' The prayer beads sway, mosques and churches take turns, the silence during each call and bell ring, and the care at each 'pass me this' and ' sahten ' (bon appétit) over iftars and Christmas dinners. There is always someone home, even if they're not. An invitation is extended, a thank you, and a kiss on each cheek — left, right, left again — even if you saw them yesterday. A bowl of foul (beans) is served. Rivers of oil flow between each bite, while tender palms take the bread apart for you. Ma betshabbe3 ella le2mit l em (Only a mother's food is filling). You were not hungry, but you ate anyway. You weren't crying, but you teared up anyway. You did not plan on staying long but conversed over a cup of sour carrots and nuts long past sunrise. Our tête-à-têtes range from politics and wars to love and heartbreak, still managing to weave sarcasm and chuckles between each syllable. Bye-byes and au revoirs are said a thousand times at the steps of metal doors, right before launching into another conversation. Stay a bit longer, linger, look back after you wave at me. Our fridges are never full, but there is always a pot covered with a plate, ready for when someone comes over. You are always someone to feed here, someone to welcome, someone to kiss on the forehead and whisper a small prayer for when you're going home. You are someone, but your name is no longer your first and last only — you are not just Layla, you are Layla bint Jamila, bint Um Ahmad, bint Maarouf. You descend from those who birthed you, those who raised and loved you as their own — regardless of biology. The sounds of watermelons being slapped in the summer ring, later cracked open under the silver, full moon. The crackle of plastic-covered sofas, the hiss of soda being poured over ice, the popping of burnt wood for when the kids are begging for s'mores, or for when the adults have dusted off and brought out their hookahs. It's a bit chilly, isn't it? Come, there are plenty of jackets and blankets inside. But, a battle ensues between linen and affectionate arms: what warms you faster? And perhaps that's what it means to fully preserve a culture — not by safeguarding it in glass boxes and transcribing it down in museums and exhibitions, but by living it; by breathing in every scent and taste and touch it has to offer. No one taught us that this is our heritage; we just knew it. Modernity knocks on our doors with convenience, speed and efficiency, but we answer slowly, warmly, with a pot on the stove and a story on our lips. We are not just adapting; we are translating memory into motion, keeping pace without losing rhythm. We are still here: in the cracks of cobblestones, the weight of names, the laughter that outlives sorrow. And as long as someone still says sahten, still pours ater for you, still ties the rope to the basket and lowers it down, we have not forgotten where we come from. We carry it forward. We wave, we linger, and then we look back.
