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There’s a certain seduction in a perfectly worn pair of Vans, a pack of American Spirits, and a nonexistent bed frame — the holy trinity of New York City’s Lower East Side–residing, leftist podcast-listening skate park regulars.
This specific subset of kickflipping fuckpeople has inspired as many memes as iMessage love letters, most of which will remain on read for eternity. We all knew it was never going to work out, but that doesn’t make heartbreak any less painful. That said, sniffing your unrequited love’s old Dime shirt isn’t doing you any favors — instead, try burying your nose in these olfactive works of art.
Etat Libre d’Orange, Secretions Magnifiques: A spritz of sweat and sex.
'Secretions Magnifiques' Perfume
Etat Libre D’Orange
Frédéric Malle, Cologne Indelebile: Clean citrus muddled with lived-in musk.
Cologne Indelebile
Frederic Malle
Charenton Macerations, Asphalt Rainbow: A romp in Washington Square Park after the rain.
'Asphalt Rainbow' Perfume
Charenton Macerations
Juliette Has a Gun, Not a Perfume: An empty bed with warm sheets.
'Not a Perfume'
Juliette Has A Gun
BeauFort London, Tonnerre: An aphrodisiac in three acts: smoke, tar, and metal.
'Tonnerre' Eau De Parfum
BeauFort London
D.S. & Durga, Debaser: This sweet tooth has bite.
'Debaser' Perfume
D.S. & DURGA
le PÈRE, le PÈRE: Smooth talk in a bottle.
Le PÈRE par Blaise Mautin
le PÈRE
