Let’s say an eccentric perfumer creates the most amazingly seductive, entrancing, wonderful perfume, but decides to name it “Whore”. Would you still buy it or not?
Well, my sister loves the Paris Hilton perfume, but I can take it or leave it.
Ah, yes, the fragrance that says, “I’m not cheap, but I’m easy.” 
Sure I’d buy it. I mean, I’d buy it for my wife, but I’d still buy it. Actually, calling it “Whore” would increase the odds of me getting it just for the little games we could play. 
I loooove being married!
Of course. And I wouldn’t have any problem telling people what it was, either!
I’d buy it with a grin.
I wouldn’t refrain from buying it just because I didn’t like its name.
If I absolutely loved the fragrance, I’d buy it, even if it were called “Decomposing Nun.” I’m finicky about perfume!
If I liked it hell yes! Most perfume nowadays seems so overpowering and sickly sweet. I don’t care about the name. (Actually, I’d probably get a kick out of telling people the name!)
If I bought perfume, probably, if it was the sort of perfume I would buy anyway. You don’t smell the name on the bottle.
I’d buy it, for sure. And tell people the name of it when they asked! 
Oh, yes. I’d be even happier when my bf caught a whiff at the perfume counter and insisted on buying it for me because it was “so ME”.
Nuh nuh no, “Decomposing Nun” isn’t a perfume name. It’s a band name!
If I loved it I’d buy it, but I’d be embarrassed to ask for it by name - I’d either buy online or just point, as though I didn’t speak English…
I’d buy Whore, but not it’s knock-off Cheap Whore. Gotta draw the line somewhere.
Seriously though, it only matters to me what it smells like and if people around me like it, not the name on the bottle.
I’d roll my eyes at the marketing idiots who came up with the name, but I’d buy it.
Stupid names didn’t seem to hurt the perfumes Poison and Opium.
[old joke about perfume names]
Two young women go into an upmarket perfume shop and try one of the products.
“What’s this called then?” asks one.
“Venez a Moi” replies the salesperson.
“What’s that mean then?” asks the other.
“Come to me” replies the salesperson.
After another sniff the first one says, “Funny, it doesn’t smell like come to me.”
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I don’t buy perfume, but if I was going to buy perfume, I’d definitely be drawn to a name like “Whore.” It all smells the same to me, so I’d buy it just for the name.
I rub ‘Red Haired Bitch’ all over me before I leave the house and after I get home at night. It’s an exclusive fragrance.
The only question is whether I like the way it smells; the name doesn’t matter. For example, I think 4711 is the most wonderful cologne in the world. I’d wear it even if it was called Goat Fuck.
I’d be inclined to buy it *because *of the name, just because I find it funny. (Of course, I’d have to like the scent, and it would have to not be exorbitantly expensive.)