Growing up in the nineties, popular girls smelled like Gap Dream. If CK One was grunge’s “androgynous” low-maintenance answer to the aldehyde soaked chypres of the 80s (ie: vaguely lemony, cedar-inflected toilet water that smelled like nothing), then Dream, D&G Light Blue, and L’Eau D’Issey were the versions for chicks. These were perfumes that signaled a desire to smell nice, but barely. They all had that transparent 90s tea-stained effect with a watery dry down of plausible deniability. They weren’t frags that signaled glamour, or fantasy, or any degree of effort. In fact, these were frags that signaled the opposite— these were wet hair, messy bun, boyfriend’s hoodie perfumes. These perfumes rolled up in a Jetta with manual windows, a dent in the bumper, and a Ben Harper decal. They were easygoing and chill; perfumes that didn’t take life too seriously. These perfumes weren’t like other girls. In short, these were the pick-me perfumes of our youth.
“It smells like a retail POS system.” … period.
stole Bal d’Afrique products from a glamping site and it’s the most shampoo scented shampoo ever.
Loved this 💜