I had this one gorgeous perfume from an enchanting shop in Northern California — I really thought it would be my signature scent. I splurged for the gold-filigreed bottle.
I delicately sprayed on the heady floral scent from this all-natural, organic perfumery, which has its own farm where they get their essential oils.
But after a day of wearing it: RASH all over my wrists. RASH all over my neck. Their beautiful spring scent turned my décolletage to hamburger meat.
Trying to have a sexy scent, I broke out like I rolled around in poison ivy. It’s exactly what you don’t want, too, when you’re trying to have a special night, let’s say. I’m glad I don’t spray fragrance in my underpants, mmkay?
How could a perfumery with all organic scents be so harsh? Because, like The Unbreakable Kimmie Schmidt, perfumes are STRONG as HELL. (Ok, sorry, now you have that theme song in your head).
Which is why I decided when I started my own perfumery to keep my formulas light enough not to irritate even really sensitive skin. My own skin, my friends’ skin. The nice side effect of that is when you’re wearing something formulated with subtlety in mind you’re not ruining the meals of a dining room full of people with, like, overly-strong fragrance. Because I am so not a fan of the message that move sends.
The right blend is about delicacy until someone gets close and then WHAM. Heya, dammit. It’s a MIRACLE!
And no zillion red dots.
And don’t get me started about the other really awesome, groundbreaking perfumery that gave me rashes, too. I wouldn’t name these other perfumeries because I really love them and I still open their bottles and grab whiffs of them. I just can’t wear them. Which is stupid, because perfume is for wearing.
But I didn’t get mad. I just started making my own stuff and filling it with the most love and least crap I could. Sometimes a rash can lead to a rash of inspiration! Har, har.
Have you had scents you’ve loved that make you look and feel like you took a right into Diaper Rash City via Poisoned Sumac Avenue?