3 Feet 5

It opens with an alcoholic, slightly sharp note. Then it shifts—I'm not sure if I’m smelling honey or something like sticky stems. It feels very natural, like tree sap, honey, or a syrupy resin. The temperature feels neutral. I get a cigarette-like smell too, like when you break one open with your hands and that dry tobacco scent lingers. Maybe a hint of metal—but more like dry herbs meant for smoking. As it develops, it becomes cleaner, softer, more wearable—though still a bit strange. It doesn’t really change in temperature. The image it gives me is eerie: like an abandoned doll lying in dirt with cigarette butts around... or maybe inside a burned-down building where wildflowers start growing through the rubble. Now I’m picking up something like baby skin, which feels a bit unsettling. The cigarette note hasn’t gone away—it’s like residual smoke. The flowers feel ghostly, small and fragile, but still alive. It smells like a doll or a baby left in a garden after a fire—dust, ash, and smoke blending into the air. It’s slightly uncomfortable, but still pleasant enough to wear... just with a creepy, haunting vibe.