This scrub is a pleasure to use. I had a glance at some reviews before purchasing, all describing the smell as orgasmic (or some synonym thereof), which ordinarily is reassuring, but after the unmitigated disgrace that was the Sugar Crush body wash from the same brand that inexplicably was similarly lauded in its reviews, I was bracing myself for the body scrub equivalent of a spoonful of ipecac. Mercifully I was wrong. It hugely minimised my irritating back-of-upper-arm chicken skin aka keratosis pilaris (hate that name, sounds like formal terminology for some kind of life-limiting disease of the genitals), it's adhesive enough that it doesn't tumble forlornly down the plug hole when slapped onto the skin mid-shower, and yes, it smells delightful. All prior references to maple syrup and oats are, I can loftily confirm, entirely accurate. It also lasted me an age despite the decadent abandon with which I tend to slather scrubs upon my limbs and arse cheeks, although this may be in part down to my soul-destroyingly shite job and resulting inability to claw myself out of bed until the very last minute (meaning showers are far too frenzied for scrub application 70% of the time). It even managed not to go remotely rancid after month upon month of getting shower water accidentally jetted into it and left there when I invariably forgot to replace the lid before rinsing it off. I was thoroughly impressed. Only downside I can conceive of is the overwhelming temptation to eat it that seems to hit me whenever I come home a bit pissed, but no reason not to buy it again. I'm sure it tastes repulsive, but it's a very nice scrub