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My Pillow Perfumes: So Good, I Sleep Like a Baby

Since summer started, I’ve barely had a single sleepless night—and I’m giving full credit to the scents on my pillow. These two “skin-but-better” bedtime perfumes? They knock me out and make me feel like the softest version of myself. — 🧖 JOURNAL – Galanga This one’s my go-to on sticky, humid nights. The galangal (South Asian ginger) isn’t sharp, but lingers just enough to slice through the heat. Imagine: a clean, just-showered beauty wrapped in linen. That’s what this smells like. The floral-soap undertone + soft spice = comfort in a bottle. I wear it day and night. — 🌙 SMN – Muschio Oro (Golden Musk) My long-time love. A musk that smells like skin, but better—warm, golden, quietly sexy. It’s subtle enough to feel like it’s yours, not your perfume’s. Also… if you believe in a little fragrance astrology: this one’s for gold-lovers, Earth/Water signs, and people manifesting love or career wins. (Don’t ask me why. Just trust.) #beauty #fragrance #softnightmagic

My Pillow Perfumes: So Good, I Sleep Like a Baby
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These 8 Luxury Perfumes? Worth Every Penny.

I haven’t gotten tired of them. Not even close. Expensive, yes—but they make me feel like I’ve got my life together (even when I don’t). If you’re looking to treat yourself, here are 8 high-end scents I’d buy all over again: ⸻ 1. Chanel 1957 My all-time favorite. The softest “your skin but better” musk—like orange blossom and jasmine wrapped in a warm cashmere sweater. Clean, rich-girl energy. I spray it right after a shower, especially on my collarbone. It’s the definition of “a hint of scent when you pass by.” ⸻ 2. Chloé Jasmine Rain The prettiest jasmine I’ve worn. Not loud or powdery—this smells like unopened flower buds in soft spring rain. Dreamy, elegant, delicate. It’s walking through a foggy garden in silk flats. Absolute spring/summer perfection. ⸻ 3. Burberry Green Grape Gummy The date-night perfume. Juicy, playful, a little flirty. It smells like green grape candy and first kisses behind the movie theater. Super sweet, but not childish. You’ll get compliments. Lots. ⸻ 4. Burberry Hawthorn Blossom Clean, soft, literary. This one feels like sipping tea in an English garden while journaling. Not overly floral—just green, fresh, and quietly confident. It gives “Pride and Prejudice main character” in the best way. ⸻ 5. Loewe Aire Anthesis (aka Miracle Dawn) Think citrus, jasmine, and pear, but make it radiant. Unisex, light-filled, and full of golden retriever warmth. I first fell in love with it on a guy—now it’s my “sunshine in a bottle” for every gender. ⸻ 6. Tom Ford Electric Cherry This one? Dangerous. Sweet cherry with a hint of spice. Seductive, but not sleazy. Like a flirt who knows exactly what they’re doing—bold, beautiful, and just a little bit wicked. ⸻ 7. Burberry Blush (aka Her Blossom) The ultimate campus-friendly scent. Crisp pomegranate and lemon in the top notes, warm florals in the dry down. It’s fresh, happy, and lasts forever—perfect for everyday wear or first-day-of-class vibes. ⸻ 8. Celine Parade (aka Uninhibited) Cool girl energy bottled. It’s cold but not cruel, distant but not disconnected. Like someone who’s mysterious, smart, and impossible not to watch. I wear it when I want to feel free and a little untouchable. #beauty #fragrance #luxuryscentlove

These 8 Luxury Perfumes? Worth Every Penny.
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Nasomatto: My Biased Favorites

No matter how many obscure new niche brands I sniff, Nasomatto still feels like my first perfume crush—chaotic, creative, unhinged in the best way. This round, I’m sharing my totally subjective takes on a few less-talked-about gems👇 Fantomass Starts all sweet like melon candy. Wait five minutes—suddenly it smells like a stranger’s skin. Not yours. Not your lover’s. A stranger. Creepy? Yes. Addictive? Also yes. Silver Musk Soft. Cold. Clean. A hint of metal. Like powdered snow on skin. Basically, if you want to smell like a gentle ice ghost, this is it. Baraonda Whiskey in a poem. Woody, boozy, but not drunk. Just buzzed. Skips the alcohol burn, keeps the beauty. Smooth like a last sip before closing time. Absinthe Same alcohol theme, totally different vibe. Bitter, sharp, green. Less party, more “contemplating life in a cold forest.” Feels like it should sting a bit—and it does. Nudiflorum Wild. Soft. Dirty. It’s flowers, but with body heat and animal fur. No sugary intro, just straight into intimate territory. Unapologetically primal. P.S. Still got Blamage, Duro, Black Afgano, Pardon to go—next round’s gonna be even weirder. Stay tuned. #beauty #fragrance #nicheobsession

Nasomatto: My Biased Favorites
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Blind Buying from L’Artisan Was the Best Mistake I Made

Apparently, I blind-bought all four of my L’Artisan bottles. Not on purpose. But no regrets. Here’s the breakdown: 1. Mémoire de Roses EDP Wanted a rose perfume, did way too much research. Passed on Byredo and Penhaligon’s. Ended up with this one—and thank God I did. First spritz smells like citrus air freshener, but give it 10 mins and it’s the most radiant, syrupy rose I’ve tried. Better value than Penhaligon’s Foxy Rose, tbh. 2. Mûre et Musc Extrême Also blind. Also perfect. Blueberry Halls candy turned into blackberry jam with minty breath. Addictively clean and not too sweet. Smelled the tester strip all night like a weirdo. 3. Passage d’Enfer EDT Tried it at the store once and forgot what it smelled like. So it counts as blind. First note? Slight chicken poop. I weirdly love it. It reminds me of New Year’s at my grandma’s village: incense, smoke, cold air, and wood fire. Dries down to soft floral incense and soap. No “coffin” vibes like reviews said. Just peace. 4. Tenebrae (Noir Collection) Bought it because I love occult stuff and the bottle looked magical. Eucalyptus hits you first—like fancy Tiger Balm—but it fades into a dewy rose-cedar combo. Feels like spa water for your soul. If this was diffusing at a massage place I’d sign a membership. #beauty #fragrance #blindbuyblessings

Blind Buying from L’Artisan Was the Best Mistake I Made