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fangirl fragrances
pulp girl
blur girl

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educated the expensive way
vibrant, captivating, fresh faced; I imagine the blur fan girl as the epitome of cool britannia with a reluctant hint of americana. She is artsy but not too alternative, a bohemian air in a uniquely London way. She rides the bus and whistles her favourite tune aloud. All her shoes are splattered with paint. She cuts her own choppy hair and her beautifully boyish face draws everyone in. She is never caught without coloured sunglasses over her striking eyes or that fred perry polo. She’s been to more blur gigs than she can count and is sure Damon recognises her. She is forever young. 1990s incarnate.
The blur girl smells like your larger than life first love, a hit of freshness in the smoky London air, youthful charm and good looks and a lust for life.
notes: mint, bergamot, grapefruit, lavender, granny smith apple, cranberry, rose, cotton flower, cactus, amber
cocker's short for sucker... sucker of…
sensual, smoky, glossy jet black hair; I imagine the pulp fan girl as sleazy as many of their songs. She dances throwing her limbs and tossing her long hair around. She cherishes her morning walk through the dirtier parts of town with her tangled headphones and beat up walkman. Her chiselled face and full lips cry 90s androgyny. She adores a 70s suit or a little skirt, something a tad eccentric. Guaranteed her favourite pulp song is as obscure as possible and raunchy too. The best girl you'll never have. Magnetic.
The pulp girl smells like the lingering tobacco on a smokers leather jacket, something alluring and natural underneath with a hint of the bright red lipstick she can often be found wearing.
notes: lipstick, incense, leather, smoke, orris root, sandalwood, fur
guilty pleasure
this smells like a cold church, the sweat running down his neck, leather, heavy robes and red wine

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reposting my old frag posts xo
perfumes for kinky little sluts
you probably love dangerous liasons or any historical smut that includes corsets and sheer lace stockings. the sex scene in marie antoinette is your favorite. heliotrope milkbath smells exactly like its name. like putting on a lightly soiled pair of panties after a bath. the slight pissiness of it is a draw not a detractor.
something about this reminds you of being a teenager again in all its confusing, ravenous sexuality. you wear it to recapture the feeling of reading debauched fanfic in the middle of english class. the smell of hormones and guilt and flushed cheeks after a first kiss that you think about for months.
you somehow end up having sex with an older woman. shes in her 40s-50s and keeps saying shes too old for you with a smirk. this is what her inner thigh smells like: musky, warm, slightly powdery from her hygiene routine she's kept since the 80s/90s. she smokes when you're finished and sends you home in an uber and a fur coat that smells like this too.
you didn't know you were a sub, you fancied yourself a tough bitch actually but apparently people could see right through you. you're candy sweet underneath looking for a guiding hand. you always smell like the leather of your doms jacket and whatever fruity lotion they rubbed into your bruised ass. you're still a brat after all.
the dom wears this. they're rich, cold and aloof with a sexual appetite that would scare most. this fragrance lingers and mixes in the air after they piss on you in your nice expensive outfit they bought you.
burlesque is your day job, hooking is your night. think of the dancers in the brothel layer of suckerpunch. lipstick and powder and the bouquet from your best client scents your dressing room. you're the star, sure you fucked your wy to the top to get there. doesn't mean you don't deserve it.
your owner puts your bowl of milk in your cage. a nice post-nap treat. they pet down your back as you drink and their hands come away smelling like sweat and baby lotion. if you're good you can come out.
it's summer vacation and you've spent most of your time in the water. your skin never quite loses its sunwarmed, sea salty scent even after you apply spf. while on the beach you encounter an older couple. they like you a lot. you spend lots of time in their beachside cabin.
the first foray into gay erotic art. you make it your new personality, covering yourself head to toe in leather in your small town. the first trip to the city is the best night of your life, they hang your picture up on the wall.
a sneyd-sokol drawing come to life, you hide behind a sweet persona. but everyone who knows you knows youre a real slut. there's not a husband you havent fucked. you smell like a sticky sweet peach pit.
Some Perfumery Vocabulary
Absolute - An extraction from a concrete using alcohol. The essential oil of scented flowers and other aromatic plant parts in its purest and most concentrated form. It is extremely expensive. A few important oils used in an absolute form are: geranium, lavender, lily, and rose.
Accord - A combination of a number of different scents which blend together to produce a new fragrance.
Agrestic - "Of the countryside"; odours of heather, forest depths, and the meadow.
Aldehydes - Aromatic chemicals isolated for the first time in the 19th century, but that also occur naturally. Certain aldehydes provide an increased diffusiveness, sparkle, and lift to perfumes, most famously in Chanel No. 5.
Almondy - Bittersweet, soft, and nutty scent.
Amber - An accord in perfumery that is supposed to recall the qualities of ambergris. It is often constructed with labdanum, Tolu balsam, or Peru balsam. Often an accord in Oriental perfumes.
Ambergris - A highly prized perfume ingredient consisting of the oxidized excretion from a sperm whale. It is rarely used in its natural form in perfumery because of its rarity, exorbitant cost, and concerns about sourcing ambergris from live whales rather than from shore-found ambergris. It’s said to have an earthy, sweet, tobacco, and pleasantly animalic scent. It primarily works to bring out other notes in perfumery rather than to impart a particular scent on its own.
Ambrein - The primary scented molecule in ambergris, isolated and used in perfumery. It’s warm, sweet, vanillic, and ambery, with facets of spice and tobacco.
Animalic - Describes fragrances with animal ingredients in natural or synthetic form, including civet, castoreum, musk, or ambergris. The voluptuous, erotic, and sometimes disturbing quality of animalic perfumes can register in an olfactory way, as something “dirty” or animal-smelling, or as a feeling, a mood, or a quality. Sometimes, it can be both.
Aromatic - Having a strong or distinctive smell.