Underneath all of my various fancy perfumes, I am a deeply tacky person. Nothing is too lowbrow to entertain me. I love trashy reality TV and cheap Chardonnay and stupid hair colors. I love shit-stirrers and short skirts and loud parties with terrible music. Listen, I would straight up take a bullet for Snooki. (At the very least, a rubber bullet.)
Of course, there’s nothing wrong with tasteful. I respect tasteful. But tasteful is just not very fun. Fun is so important, you guys. I know that’s kind of a weird thing to say, but I was entirely too quiet and serious as a kid and it took me quite a few years to understand how valuable fun really is. It can be so powerful to embrace the things that give you joy, no matter how silly or embarrassing they might seem to others. Snobbery, whether about perfume, language, or interests, is tedious and so, so pointless.
You know where this post is going: tacky perfumes! Let’s dish about our trashy favorites. “Trashy perfume” could mean any number of things, of course. It could be a perfume from a “trashy” brand (something cheap, or perhaps a celebrity perfume); it could be a perfume that “smells trashy” (I’ll leave that one open to interpretation!) I’ll start by sharing some of mine. The concept behind Etat Libre d’Orange Vraie Blonde (“real blonde”) is sooo tacky- it’s basically one big “do the curtains match the drapes?” gag- but this rich, fruity chypre is no joke. As for cheap thrills, Lush’s Gorilla Perfume line makes consistently interesting scents for criminally cheap prices.