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Plain Quaker Instant Grits: The Perfume, a haiku-
A scent born in fire,
Seminalis, raw and bold,
Instant grits in air.

A blood-orange dominant furniture polish. It doesn't smell bad, but I don't want to smell like it.

“Old man in the woods.”

It smells like the lady’s’ shoe department at Dillards.

The best blue fragrance. Much better than any niche blue option.

Buttery croissant & sugared brioche. Blueberries and campfire smoke. + Black Phantom vibes (dry chocolate, peanut butter) but WAY better.

Sickeningly sweet lemon cake. I find it absolutely nauseating.

Basically smells identical to Tygar for a fraction of the price. The most convincing clone I have found of any scent.

The orange version of Tygar. Beautiful to the nose, awful longevity.

Grass clippings. A timeless fragrance in the same sense that mowing your yard is timeless.