No one requested, however here is a enjoyable reality about me: I’m low-key fragrance-obsessed. Spritzing scents has been a steadfast element of my magnificence routine since then-iconic physique sprays from Bath & Body Works (Sweet Pea, anybody?) and Victoria’s Secret (two phrases: Love (*21*)) entered my world within the early 2000s. My aim again then? To odor as cool as Britney, Christina, and the members of Destiny’s Child. My style has modified loads over the past couple of a long time, however to this present day, I’m nonetheless devoted to cloaking myself in any of the handfuls of perfumes in my assortment. My perfume finish recreation now? To odor wealthy. And I’m speaking Oprah-level wealthy. Let me clarify.As a deeply imaginative one that repeatedly visualizes future variations of myself, I usually use moments of stillness to let my thoughts conjure pictures of each side of me down the road. What will I be carrying? Where will I be vacationing? What will my physique language be like? (A rotation of Balmain blazers within the Greek Islands and relaxed, assured shoulders, in case you have been questioning.) In abstract, future me is wealthy as hell. Someone who suns herself on lido decks and spends her Saturday mornings toiling about in her expansive orchard. (Now do you perceive the Oprah reference?) The perfume that teleports me to that wealthy, unbothered model of myself in mere seconds? Frédéric Malle’s Portrait of a Lady ($255).To be clear, Oprah has mentioned that she would not even put on fragrance, so these rumors about her smelling like a mattress of roses on a heat spring day should be in response to her pure pheromones. A goddess! But for us mere mortals who do not naturally odor like a bouquet and nonetheless need to seize these huge, rich vibes, it is a perfume it’s worthwhile to learn about.
