Heliotrope Milkbath Universal Flowering

I utterly adored both Gumaminas, so I was giddy to try Miss Milkbath. Unfortunately civet ain’t it for me. That animal note taunted me throughout the course of the day and when I eventually read a review that said the word “dischargey” I had to head to the shower. Milkbath is dischargey. That said, you’re probably incredibly chic if you rock this. It’s a flirty, taunty, teasy pretty girl of a pink musk and the apricot-almond high notes are stellar. It's like wearing a magenta lace thong under sheer white cashmere. Cunty, in both senses of the word. Could be a sister scent to Marissa Zappas's Maggie the Cat.

Mental Snapshot: The pastel-coloured powder room of a 1950’s socialite. Bubbles drift from a clawfoot tub, sweet with body oil and potpourri petals. The vanity glitters with countless compacts and lipsticks and crystal atomisers of French flowers. But none of it can truly conceal the jeering whisper of the NYC plumbing system.

tl;dr: go piss girl