Signature.
People who make a habit of hoarding/collecting perfume bottles (*cough*me*cough*) often do not have a "signature perfume" - a scent they wear near-exclusively, like a second skin that meshes seamlessly with every outfit and occasion.
Instead, they I have several.
I am not very informed in market psychology, but I believe that most people wear perfumes for themselves. (Except those girls that drown themselves in Flowerbomb - they are clearly begging to be noticed.) This is because, more so than for clothing or hair or makeup, the wearer is the person most exposed to the fragrance that they wear; you don't have to look at yourself, but you can't get away from the way you smell. Perfume can stay very close to the skin, and barely be noticeable to any other person, and still serve its primary purpose: affecting your mood, emphasising or bringing forth a certain aspect of your personality.
Whichever fragrance you wear, should of course be pleasant to you; but, factoring in marketing and cultural stereotypes, it will also (and don't look so surprised) be influenced by how you perceive yourself - at least on that particular day.
So here they are, my signature perfumes, and how they make me feel.
1. Serge Lutens - Vetiver Oriental. Vetiver, honey, chocolate, grass, sap and soil, dark with rain. Comforting and contradictory.
2. Chanel - No. 19. My go-to perfume for work. Cool, confident, and feminine.
3. Robert Piguet - Bandit. Goes perfectly with leather, cigarette smoke, a ruthless demeanor, and a glass of whiskey straight.
4. Serge Lutens - Muscs Kublai Khan. MKK has a certain naughty reputation, but honestly, if sex actually smelt like this, I might be more fond of it. I always carry a vial of it when I travel; it makes even the most uncomfortable hotel room bed seem more like home.
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Instead, they I have several.
I am not very informed in market psychology, but I believe that most people wear perfumes for themselves. (Except those girls that drown themselves in Flowerbomb - they are clearly begging to be noticed.) This is because, more so than for clothing or hair or makeup, the wearer is the person most exposed to the fragrance that they wear; you don't have to look at yourself, but you can't get away from the way you smell. Perfume can stay very close to the skin, and barely be noticeable to any other person, and still serve its primary purpose: affecting your mood, emphasising or bringing forth a certain aspect of your personality.
Whichever fragrance you wear, should of course be pleasant to you; but, factoring in marketing and cultural stereotypes, it will also (and don't look so surprised) be influenced by how you perceive yourself - at least on that particular day.
So here they are, my signature perfumes, and how they make me feel.
1. Serge Lutens - Vetiver Oriental. Vetiver, honey, chocolate, grass, sap and soil, dark with rain. Comforting and contradictory.
2. Chanel - No. 19. My go-to perfume for work. Cool, confident, and feminine.
3. Robert Piguet - Bandit. Goes perfectly with leather, cigarette smoke, a ruthless demeanor, and a glass of whiskey straight.
4. Serge Lutens - Muscs Kublai Khan. MKK has a certain naughty reputation, but honestly, if sex actually smelt like this, I might be more fond of it. I always carry a vial of it when I travel; it makes even the most uncomfortable hotel room bed seem more like home.
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