The Journey so Far

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April 23, 2026. Amazon order history doesn't lie. One bottle of Lattafa Maahir Black and suddenly perfume had a history, an intellectual life, an emotional register, and a dopamine loop with no visible exit. Forty or fifty full size bottles and two hundred decants later — the journey has just begun.

A Crisis of Identity

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A rabbit hole has a scent, and mine smells expensive. Two months ago I stumbled into the world of fragrance—and I haven't found my way out since. What started as a few influencers on my fyp has become an obsession: blind buys, niche markets, and a growing suspicion that cheap scents are leaving me cold. So am I becoming a fragrance snob, or just learning what a real dry down feels like?