pearfat big floppy flowers eau de parfum
Is there anything more magical than a field of wildflowers? I attempted to bottle some elements of that magic here - a breezy, light, crisp floral evoking memories of stumbling upon an unending sea of color and greenery while wandering a wooded Midwestern path. If you know, you’ll know - if you don’t, I hope this still makes you smile.
Smells like:
Hiking down a path in a forest in Michigan, coming to a prairie clearing filled with blooms
Notes:
Pink Pepper - Green Mandarin - Lily of the Valley - Wild Celery - Daisies - Tall Grass
Fragrance family:
Ozonic Bouquet
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It’s dewy, slushy, and sweet. It’s the smell on your hands after you’ve worked in a garden pulling up weeds. It’s stopping at every flower. It’s fireflies over sodden grass at twilight. It’s a little love hex. It’s an open window drive down a dirt road filling your hair with dust. It’s wearing your most excellent shoes to the grocery store. It’s a shared giggle over a mispronounced French word. it’s pearfat!
Made in Griffith, Indiana
Is there anything more magical than a field of wildflowers? I attempted to bottle some elements of that magic here - a breezy, light, crisp floral evoking memories of stumbling upon an unending sea of color and greenery while wandering a wooded Midwestern path. If you know, you’ll know - if you don’t, I hope this still makes you smile.
Smells like:
Hiking down a path in a forest in Michigan, coming to a prairie clearing filled with blooms
Notes:
Pink Pepper - Green Mandarin - Lily of the Valley - Wild Celery - Daisies - Tall Grass
Fragrance family:
Ozonic Bouquet
-
It’s dewy, slushy, and sweet. It’s the smell on your hands after you’ve worked in a garden pulling up weeds. It’s stopping at every flower. It’s fireflies over sodden grass at twilight. It’s a little love hex. It’s an open window drive down a dirt road filling your hair with dust. It’s wearing your most excellent shoes to the grocery store. It’s a shared giggle over a mispronounced French word. it’s pearfat!
Made in Griffith, Indiana
Is there anything more magical than a field of wildflowers? I attempted to bottle some elements of that magic here - a breezy, light, crisp floral evoking memories of stumbling upon an unending sea of color and greenery while wandering a wooded Midwestern path. If you know, you’ll know - if you don’t, I hope this still makes you smile.
Smells like:
Hiking down a path in a forest in Michigan, coming to a prairie clearing filled with blooms
Notes:
Pink Pepper - Green Mandarin - Lily of the Valley - Wild Celery - Daisies - Tall Grass
Fragrance family:
Ozonic Bouquet
-
It’s dewy, slushy, and sweet. It’s the smell on your hands after you’ve worked in a garden pulling up weeds. It’s stopping at every flower. It’s fireflies over sodden grass at twilight. It’s a little love hex. It’s an open window drive down a dirt road filling your hair with dust. It’s wearing your most excellent shoes to the grocery store. It’s a shared giggle over a mispronounced French word. it’s pearfat!
Made in Griffith, Indiana