I really want to like Ghost Ship. The perfumer is from Chicago, which appeals to my Midwestern pride; they're inexpensive and generous with samples, which appeals to my wallet; and they're themed after local history and literature, which appeals to the insufferable snob in me. But asides from Edmund Fitzgerald , they tend to leave me cold, and I mean that in more ways than one.
Case in point: Night at the Museum. The listed notes seem like something I ought to love: smoke, ginger, woods, musk. And there is a subtle sharpness from the ginger, which is nice, but the rest of the fragrance feels as if it's been freeze-dried. I don't know if my body temperature just isn't warm enough to make this bloom or what, but it's like the difference between smelling fresh-baked bread and bread out of the refrigerator. Ghost Ship is refrigerator fragrance.
Fellow midwesterner we are holding hands 🤝. I adore your freeze-dried analogy, it’s such an apt description for muted scents that need their cage rattled a bit. I can feel it in my heart and soul the disappointment of it lmao. You got me curious about Edmund Fitzgerald though, so dragging & dropping that into the watchlist.
Eyyy fellow Midwesterner 🤝I know! It's like, I'm sure there's a decent scent in here if it would just come out of its shell a bit. I got my samples a few years ago, so I don't know if there was a particular aromachemical the perfumer was putting in everything, or if the alcohol they had was one with some weird impurities or what, but they've all got the freeze-dried feeling. Edmund Fitzgerald is the only one (of what I've tried) that made it work.
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