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asmr (soft spoken)
The best way I can describe Chamo is with a colour. This smells mauve. Chamo is balmy, soothing; a library-soft musk that lends the gentlest sweetness and cleanliness to skin. Dried wildflowers pressed beneath porcelain, sprigs of sage forgotten in the pocket of a flannel housecoat. It’s a very hushed scent; I get no more than two hours with very liberal application. But not every fragrance needs to raise its voice. Got some coworkers travel sizes when I was in Seoul and spent the following year kicking myself I never got myself one whenever I'd catch a waft. Finally got my own in Tokyo (the faux-stone “egg” vessel is so rad and also super resilient) and have gotten a lot of joy using it as a little olfactory reboot whenever I'm midway through night shift.
Mental Snapshot: Bedding down to journal in your studio apartment. Tea lights flicker on the windowsill, a heathered meadow ripples in the dusk. The unit is old, but well-loved. Every stretch of wallpaper is obscured with shelves of dog-eared books and antique trinkets. You can hear "Fade Into You" warbling out of your neighbour's radio.
tl;dr: lo-fi scents to vibe to
Mental Snapshot: Bedding down to journal in your studio apartment. Tea lights flicker on the windowsill, a heathered meadow ripples in the dusk. The unit is old, but well-loved. Every stretch of wallpaper is obscured with shelves of dog-eared books and antique trinkets. You can hear "Fade Into You" warbling out of your neighbour's radio.
tl;dr: lo-fi scents to vibe to