Ralph Wild
Fragrance notes
Character
You get the first spritz and it is a gush of fruit punch, strawberry and watermelon so syrupy sweet they nearly crystalize on the skin. This is not a perfume that whispers hello. It launches itself at you like a fistful of jolly ranchers tossed into a swimming pool, and for the first twenty minutes you are bobbing in that candy-sweet aquatic blur. Then the heart surfaces, a shy cherry blossom trying to step over the red rose and jasmine that have already elbowed their way in. The florals are powdery and polite, but they are fighting a losing battle against the sugar rush up top. By the dry down, musk and sandalwood arrive like a warm towel after a cold shower: soft, clean, barely there. The whole thing smells like a half-melted strawberry ice pop left on a picnic table next to a vase of discount roses, the kind you buy at a gas station on a road trip. It is aggressively young and unapologetically synthetic, yet there is a charm to its naivety. The longevity and sillage numbers are honest, a three hour affair that stays close to your blouse, which means you will need to reapply. This is for the girl who wants to smell fun and sweet at the beach or at a daytime barbecue, not for anyone seeking sophistication or lasting power. Wear it on a hot July afternoon when you want to feel like a teenager again, and nothing more 🌸.
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