Last week I got my tax return and after paying off my credit card still had a bit of money to play with so during my lunch break decided to go on a hunt for my true signature scent. I wanted something a little heavy, unique, dark, difficult to place, memorable. I must have sprayed every swatch of card paper in David Jones and Myer but soon enough I had narrowed it down to 5. I went to grab some actual lunch (as you do during your lunch break) all the while I was sniffing my short list of swatches.
Florabotanica by Balenciaga was eliminated first as it was too subtle but strange.
Midnight Poison by Dior while a childhood favourite was also ruled out for no other reason than it just didn't smell right.
Lady Gaga's perfume smelled really amazing and sweet - if she actually followed through with her idea for it to smell like period blood and semen I couldn't tell. But it too was ruled out because ... well I was worried about attracting sharks. Not really, I just knew that I liked two of the other perfumes more.
Ivoire by Balmain was my second choice. And good thing I didn't pick it because I really don't remember what it smelled like.
So that just left my number 1. Since it was super expensive I refused to buy it until I had worn it a day on my skin. So I tried it on and went back to work. It was a quiet Friday afternoon so there weren't many people in my Branch who would've mentioned if they liked it, but that was okay, I loved it - I kept lifting my wrist to my nose. After work I rushed back to David Jones and bought it.
Now it is stashed in my refrigerator where I keep going just to smell it. I think I'm in love.
