The Musk Diaries: Growing Up Smelling Like Milk
I didn’t realize it until recently, but I’ve grown up alongside milk-scented perfumes. Not actual milk, of course—musk, cream, skin-soft and a little strange. Here’s how it evolved:
🥥 College: My first real scent obsession was Creed Virgin Island Water. Five bottles in, no regrets. Coconut milk, lime, sea breeze—it smelled like skipping class for the beach. I thought I’d wear it forever.
🧼 First Job: Tom Ford White Suede. A gift, then a repurchase. It’s soap-clean but warm, like fresh laundry in a cashmere sweater. Unisex, approachable, impossible to hate. The kind of scent people ask you about in elevators.
🖤 Post-20s Glow-Up: Celine Black Tie. Still milky, but with an edge—smoke, leather, something that says “don’t text me after 2am.” A bit dramatic, like the eyeliner phase I never really grew out of. Low projection, but high attitude.
☀️ Vacation Me: Le Labo Musc 25. Sunshine and baby powder, like a Los Angeles boy just out of the shower. Pure comfort. I only wear it when I don’t want to smell like I’m trying.
Of them all?
💬 The crowd-pleaser: TF White Suede.
💬 The slow addiction: Creed Virgin Island Water.
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