I always thought Viktor & Rolf Flowerbomb smelled great on other people. Not because I didn't like it, but because I literally knew a lot of other people who wore it. But I'm telling you — if you haven't tried it, Flowerbomb does not just smell great on other people, it will smell great on you, too. And hours after the first spritz, you'll break it in like a worn leather jacket. That's when things really get fun.
I misted myself in Flowerbomb for the first time before running errands a few weekends ago, which in this case meant doing extremely boring things while smelling like a bouquet of roses, jasmine, and orchids. And supposedly freesia, but does anyone really know what freesia smells like? I digress. What I do know is that smelling like an expensive floral arrangement made all the banality just a little more enjoyable. And when I hit my favorite yoga class at midday, I was delighted to find that the scent's more sultry notes (patchouli, musk, and the sweeter florals) became more intense as the vinyasa flow heated up.
Afterward, I wore it straight to drinks with friends, smelling like a calmed-down version of that initial spritz, which I fully expected would have faded by that time. (I keep about seven different perfumes on rotation and none of them, not one, lasts as long as Flowerbomb.) After sniffing myself for most of one Saturday, I was done with my test run of the perfume. Still, after my shower that night I couldn't resist dousing myself with it again.
I now understand Flowerbomb's legion of disciples and spin-offs (there's the hair mist, the body cream, the rollerball, the shower gel, the oil). Once you wear it, you want to wear it all the time, to every place because it makes everything, from checking your mail to your millionth Chaturanga Dandasana, seem a whole lot more fabulous.