Baby Boy

Notes taken Innitial spray, about a week ago: Hay and prune juice, but somehow make it sexy A basement with wood panels and a shag carpet, where a lot of fun has been had, and those smells have seeped in. I appreciated it but wasnt sure I liked it. Throughout the week, without any additional spray: I kept getting wiffs of grape with a little something extra on my jacket, clothes, and bed; Grape jolly rancher, as someone else put it, but incredibly comforting...you would never think those would be in the same sentence. 2nd spray, today: Sweet hay again Sweaty skin, stinky in the best way, like the fantasy of smelling the used underwear of someone you ravenously lust for. Sweet, tangy, animalic warmth. I had to shovel after the snowstorm today. The frequent bursts of warm sweet grapey fruitiness kept my spirits up, even through my coat, gloves, and other layers of clothes. Final thought: This fragrance grew on me. It might be challenging for some people, especially at first, but it's weirdly addicting. If you want a good scent to wear while shoveling 2 feet of snow, this is it. FINAL FINAL THOUGHT: A few months have passed and I finally decided to buy myself a full bottle. It's my current favorite.

This is a wonderfully unique perfume that lends itself well to different occasions, times of day, and moods. If you are looking for something whose primary quality is unique, Baby Boy is an excellent choice. I liked it right away. I like it on myself, on my husband, and even smelling it on my dog when it transfers to his fluffy coat (which I am often hugging). The fragrance is both innocent and animalistic, and it conjures memories of my childhood as I crawled around pretending to be a wolf.

This parfum is the reason I love peach notes in a frag Oh my my! I love all of your danger signs... The day I found it in a boutique in Stockholm turned my world boy! Its so seductive, this is how first time sex ever smells. Its teen and not teen, it’s erotic, sexy, its punk. I love love love it! It will always stays in a very special place in my soul. I found it after I smelt more than 50 aromas that day. Its one of the best scents my nose ever been on.

A common thread throughout many fragrance releases of 2024 has been nostalgia: a yearning for the irretrievable past. As Virgile of Amphora Parfum puts it nostalgia is the desire "to remember what it was like before i started to worry about running out of time." The phenomenon of nostalgia is predicated on anxiety. We mourn what has seemingly been lost in the face of what is to inevitably come. It is in baby boy (2024) that nostalgia as the loss of innocence takes form. The source material, grape juice boxes, wildflowers, and hay among others, is contrasted with the reality of one getting older. Unfortunately for me, the idyllic escapism of baby boy never paid off in terms of comfort. It feels quite claustrophobic, which I distinguish from cloying. I will be the first to say that my nose is making some personal, negative scent associations with the notes. For instance, the opening of grape juice and baby powder reads to me as fruit leather bars. I just so happened to stockpile a box of fruit leather in the first quarter of 2020. In the heart of baby boy I encounter immortelle and blue tansy. I recently became acquainted with the smell and unique hue of blue tansy via a sample of Pearfat Parfum's La Befana (2023). Upon first sniff I read the flower to be chicken noodle soup. Similarly, I've sampled Marissa Zappas' Petrichor (2021) which revealed that immortelle, to my nose at least, smells like stale table syrup. baby boy suffers the same fate. The dry-down, although hard to pin down since the entire composition is murky, almost entirely evades me. It's a hollow shell of what precedes it. It can be argued that the note of hay persists as sweet, comforting background noise, similar to an oscillating floor fan. However, the civet, despite being featured in the base, was most prominent in the opening as a layer of endearing funkiness. And now I'm left wondering: is this what it means to grow up? Is this the loss of innocence? Even if this is the hat-trick, I am not satisfied.

This smells exactly like walking into someone’s musty house with dark brown carpets and curtains and a litter box in the center of the room.