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bengal kitten
Where lavish, drunken vanilla rendezvous with rich, musky leather. It’s syrupy, it’s smoky, it’s undeniably sexy. It’s bottle service and crème brûlée. Some saffrons take on a sort of “mechanical” lean to my nose – think rubber, metal, motor oil – and it’s at its best in Babycat. Very vroom vroom. Feels like it could be the cousin to Byredo Black Saffron, if you substituted the raspberry for vanilla, and the more masc, more luxurious answer to Black Opium. Surprised she was born in 2022, because there’s something so Hedi Slimane (‘12-16) about her. An indie sleaze heiress. This is for the girls that reblogged Lana gifs on Tumblr and had a Prada Marfa sign in their NYC loft. I can’t be the only one pining for Polyvore. Probably opaque enough to keep its sweetness the whole night out, but can confirm it lasted a weekend-long Netflix bedrot on my pyjamas.
Mental Snapshot: Half Bond Girl, half Cheetah Girl. Leopard-print mini, over-the-knee suede, stolen leather jacket. A trophy wife on a motorbike. A cat burglar in couture.
tl;dr: smokey-eyed vanilla
Mental Snapshot: Half Bond Girl, half Cheetah Girl. Leopard-print mini, over-the-knee suede, stolen leather jacket. A trophy wife on a motorbike. A cat burglar in couture.
tl;dr: smokey-eyed vanilla