Alright so everyone keeps asking about that new Melanie Martinez perfume, right? All over socials, fans are freaking out wondering what it actually smells like. Me? I was just curious enough to try and track it down myself. Let me tell ya, this little adventure turned into a whole thing.
First off, tracking this bottle down was kinda nuts. Saw the hype online obviously – cryptic posts, fancy bottles, the whole vibe. Decided I needed a whiff myself. Figured, hey, it’s perfume, just waltz into a fancy department store? Nope. Called the big ones first. Sephora? Never heard of it. Ulta? Blank stare. Nordstrom? “Melanie who?” Felt like asking for a unicorn! Ended up deep-diving fan forums late one night just to find one high-end specialty perfume boutique way downtown that might have a tester. Seriously.
Mission: Sniff Test. Made the trip yesterday. Tiny shop, all moody lighting and minimalist shelves. Looked completely out of place asking for something labeled “PORTALS”. Got that knowing nod from the clerk, like “Ah, another one”. She pulls out this weird alien-head bottle. No fancy presentation here, just the juice. Took a deep breath, sprayed it on the tester strip. First thought hit me hard: “WHOAH. Pink.” Not cute pink. Like, aggressively sweet pink candy, but then… bam! Something sharp and almost herbal cuts in? Messed with my head.
Tried it on my skin a few minutes later. Needed the full experience, skin chemistry and all. Sprayed a tiny bit on my wrist. Here’s how it played out:
- Right away: Sugary explosion. Think that super strong pink bubblegum or those old fruit roll-ups kids go nuts for. Artificial strawberry jam? Pure candy shop overload.
- Waited a bit: Started shifting. That sharp, almost medicinal note crept up strong. Like weird air freshener? Or cheap cherry cough syrup trying way too hard to be sweet. Made my nose twitch.
- After a while: Calmed down a little. The sugar bomb faded some, letting a dusty kinda smell through. Imagine stale incense burned ages ago in a room full of old stuffed toys. Less sweet, more… dusty old attic vibe. Still kinda sweet though.
Bottom line? It smells exactly how it looks: weird, sweet, kinda intense, and designed to stand out. Not your average floral perfume. Not trying to be classy or fresh. They nailed that quirky, sugary-but-slightly-unsettling Melanie vibe. Feels deliberate. Honestly? Probably smells amazing… to people who want to smell like a haunted candy store. Definitely unique! Not gonna lie, I spent the whole bus ride home kinda smelling my wrist going “huh.” Weirdly fascinating.
So yeah, that was my wild goose chase to smell that perfume. Worth it for the experience? Sure. Would I wear it? Probably not. My cat already gives me enough judgmental looks. But hey, if sticky-sweet and kinda strange is your jam? This bottle might just scream your name. Me? I just needed to know what the fuss was about. Now I do. Smells like pink sugar got dumped into a bottle of weird incense. Storytime over!
