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#FragranceConfession
Rachel Martin

Two Bottles, Twelve Months, A Thousand Moods

There was a time I had ten foundations lined up like a royal court and a different perfume for every weekday. Back in college, my vanity felt like a dressing room. Picking my scent every morning felt like choosing an identity. Now? One brow pencil. One tinted lip balm. And just two fragrances—on heavy rotation, all year. 🟤 1. Penhaligon’s Juniper Sling It opens like a cold gin tonic on a velvet night—sharp, clear, arresting. I used to love aloof scents, like Lutens’ Datura Noir. But now I prefer something that says come closer instead of stay away. Juniper Sling is a contradiction: icy but warm-blooded, like a rainy October morning that makes you want to talk softly. The dry-down? A boozy cherry warmth—clean yet suggestive. It’s the scent I wear when I want to flirt without trying. When I want to leave the memory of my presence behind. 🟢 2. Aesop Tacit This is my everyday clarity. Basil, citrus, vetiver. It smells like “I know what I’m doing” in a bottle. I wear it to speak publicly, to write, even to dream—it lives on my pillow some nights. No drama. Just honesty and air. I’ve learned that things should serve me, not the other way around. Two bottles are enough when they both smell like me. #FragranceConfession #PerfumeStory #ScentOfSelf

Two Bottles, Twelve Months, A Thousand Moods
Rachel Martin

No Ads, Just Love|A Designer’s 12 Scents with a Soul

In French, sillage means the trail left behind—a boat through water, a plane through the sky, or simply a person passing by. For me, as a fashion designer obsessed with detail, scent isn’t just a finishing touch. It’s emotional architecture. I don’t chase trendy juice. I chase emotion. These 12 are the bottles I actually wear—sometimes for months on end, sometimes only for the right kind of dusk. They carry me. ⸻ 🟤 Fueguia 1833 El Otro Tigre Rooty, resinous, unpredictable. Inspired by Borges’ poem. Herbal and poetic, like literature bottled. 🖤 Le Labo Thé Noir 29 Smells like a memory that refuses to fade. Black tea, fig, and a trace of tobacco—soft but grounded. Santal 33 – Everyone’s heard of it. But on the right skin, the cold wood becomes warm. A modern classic with depth. 💧 Maison Francis Kurkdjian Aqua Universalis – If a white shirt had a scent. Clean, eternal. Oud Satin Mood – Velvet in scent form. Luxurious without being loud. Baccarat Rouge 540 – Saffron meets ambergris. Yes, it’s hyped—but it earns it. Rich and crystalline. 🌲 BYREDO Super Cedar Minimalist snow lodge. Cool, calm, clear cedarwood—like someone who knows their worth and doesn’t need to explain. 🔥 DIPTYQUE Tam Dao Burning sandalwood chips and temple smoke. Spiritual without being serious. 🧊 Hermès Un Jardin Apres la Mousson – Monsoon soil, lush greens, and a poetic detour to India. Eau des Merveilles Bleue – Ocean air bottled. Clean and salty-sweet. Feels like waking up next to the sea. 🌞 Tom Ford Soleil Blanc – Heatwave in slow motion. Tropical, golden, but never too sweet. White Suede – Skin scent. Like cashmere on collarbones. Quietly seductive. ⸻ Fragrance, to me, is another kind of tailoring. Invisible, but defining. A scent that fits you doesn’t wear on you—it becomes you. #FragranceConfession #PerfumeWardrobe #ScentIsStyle

No Ads, Just Love|A Designer’s 12 Scents with a Soul