6 sultry perfumes for sass and seduction

Looking for perfume recommendations for when you want to feel saucy and seductive? Here are 6 fabulously flirty fragrances from my collection.

_{There are no rules when it comes to perfumes for seduction. What matters more than anything is that you wear what you love.}

Now, before I dive deeply into the wonderful world of seductive scents, please let me make something very clear: I do NOT believe in the ridiculous obsession sweeping some parts of the perfume world—namely that by wearing a particular fragrance, you’re more likely to be successful with someone you’re trying to flirt with.

It’s complete and utter nonsense.

Not that it’s a new craze, of course. Perfume and seduction have been closely intertwined since the days of Cleopatra and Julius Caesar. But the recent and hideous fascination with so-called ‘panty-dropper’ fragrances is another thing entirely.

So, the perfumes I’ve written about here, are only seductive in the sense of being opulent, luscious and complex. You’re unlikely to want to wear them to the gym. But, you know, you do you.

Sometimes, when the world seems unbearably hostile, spritzing a decadent perfume, rich in layers and layers of fragrant beauty seems an admirable coping strategy.

As usual in my fragrance blog posts, I’ve written wee scent stories to give you the impression of a perfume. If you’re interested in the specific fragrance notes stated by a brand, feel free to click on the name of the perfume and that’ll take you to their website.

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Thirty Three by Ex Idolo

_{Thirty Three by Ex Idolo is a cornucopia of richly floral spices and oud.}

A smoothly polished walnut chest, bound with battered brass. Tiger striped wood gleams even in the dim light, sparkles of dust dancing. You ease a chunky key into the lock and gently turn, your breath catching at what might be inside.

The heavy lid falls back with a loud creak, showing faded silk painstakingly fitted around the inside.

But what exactly is inside?

A cornucopia of linen sachets, cork stoppered jars and rustling boxes. One by one, you lift these treasures out and breathe their wonder in. Gently curious, oh-so-gentle.

A freckle of cloves, and a silken smoulder of rose petals. One glass bottle of brandy soaked cherries and another of plums. A constellation of black peppercorns, and a waxed paper packet of tea.

Faded envelopes filled with knobbly wood. You lift one closer and breathe deeply. What a discovery.

Salome by Papillon

_{My sample vial of Salome by Papillon may look simple and plain, but wait until you spray it.}

Drifting trails of jonquil pollen sparkle in the soft glow of a tall beeswax candle. The slither of a silk stocking. A pearl button pings across a sumptuous rug.

Your grandmother’s fur coat slides off the back of an elegant chair, its pelt whispering secrets of forbidden assignations.

Five beads of twinkling light and the chair tumbles over. Quick breaths, fumbling fingers. An antique powder dusting bowl trembles on a low table and a jasmine petal falls.

Hair cascading, limbs twisting, hot tongues entwined.

Hot spices fizz and crackle. The flame flickers higher. Sweat beads and trickles.

And the damp hush afterwards.

Eucris by Geo. Trumper

_{Geo. Trumper has a range of surprisingly complex perfumes.}

Sometimes the world would have you believe that all seductive behaviour belongs in bars and clubs. But what if your tastes run to somewhere a bit more unusual? A graveyard, for instance.

Tl;dr: Bright and sharp. Dazzle and darkness. Cold and ashy.

Fresh and herbaceous; glittering lime, bergamot and basil shimmer from a vampire’s skin. Sparks of black pepper strike from a headstone as they run their fingernail lazily across the quartz.

That same finger beckons you towards them as, with a swish of their deepest green silk cloak, they vanish in between vast yew trees.

Heart hammering in your throat, your stumbling feet crush fresh mint leaves as you follow. But you can barely see in the inky night. An ivy vine trails across your throat and you just about manage to suppress a scream.

Deeper into the trees you go, soft and springy moss trembling underfoot. A lonely tendril of smoke twines around cold ashes scattered across crumbling stones. And they’re still waiting…cold skin gleaming, hands outstretched.

Will you dare to join them?

Queen by Eau de Boujee

_{Have you tried any perfumes from Eau de Boujee? Queen is one of five fabulously flamboyant fragrances from this indie perfume brand. Highly recommended.}

She’s a rose. A sulkily seductive one. She’s stormed off in a fit of pique to smoulder in her boudoir.

Wrapped in the deepest pink velvet sliding off one glossy shoulder, she stares in the mirror, plucking a caramel from a glass dish and popping it in her mouth. Her elegant feet – raspberry pink painted toenails twinkling – shuffle irritably in handmade satin mules. She flicks at a fallen petal from a posy of violets—one of many from an adoring admirer.

Throwing herself on the chaise longue, she leans over a delicate table to pour a cup of tea. But it’s been infusing for too long. So, luscious locks flying, she sweeps the table clear.

Smash. Trickle. Crash. Face powder puffs into the air.

And, for the first time that day, the rose smiles. She finally has an idea. A brilliant one.

Bandit by Robert Piguet

_{Ooooh, Bandit perfume by Robert Piguet. Perhaps not the most obviously seductive perfume, but if sleek and dangerous is your thing, then I’d give it a try.}

Now, I generally steer clear of writing about vintage perfumes, mainly because the world is awash with wonderful modern ones, so why waste your life searching for something that’s no longer available? But, there are always exceptions. And Bandit is one of mine.

Originally created by Germaine Cellier in 1944, for fashion designer Robert Piguet, it’s hard to imagine the scale of just how outrageously original it was. Inspired by pirates and dangerous voyages to far flung lands, the perfume launch had models wearing black masks and waving weapons around. So it was never going to be a safe and pretty choice.

I’ve never had the good fortune to try the original. But I’ve worn different versions over the past couple of decades, and they all have more in common than you might expect. The oakmoss concentrations allowed in 1944 are no longer permitted for safety reasons, but the heart of Bandit (more floral) and Bandit Supreme (more bitter) feel quite close to Cellier’s original intentions.

It smells like an illicit liaison on the back seat of a vintage Aston Martin. Cold and creaking leather seats. The crisply bitter scent of new spring growth streaming in through an open window, and an overflowing ashtray.

Bandit certainly isn’t for everyone. And I’m sure that’s the point of it. But if you fall in love with Bandit, it’ll offer an olfactory spine-stiffener for a surprising range of difficult occasions.

Tolu by Ormonde Jayne

_{Rich and rounded, opulent and spicy. Tolu by Ormonde Jayne will make you feel invincible in your sensuality.}

You’re a high priestess, blissfully living in an enchanted cave, deep in a forgotten forest, and far away from the mundanity of the rest of the world.

Swooping arms of inky pine hide the entrance to your sanctuary, holding you and your companions safely within.

Reclining on softly rustling bronze bracken, your fingertips softly caress the rich amber of your supple velvet cloak, which wraps snugly around your proud figure.

Delicate threads of the deepest green silk trace intricate patterns on the sleeves, which glint and glimmer in the flickering flames of an abundant wood fire, as you gesture politely to a nearby wood sprite.

They eagerly hand you a glittering glass of buttered rum, ladled from a copper cauldron suspended over the glowing flames, and you breathe the heady aroma, generous with warm clove and nutmeg.

Topaz light scatters across the low roof of the ancient cave as you tilt the fragrant liquid gently in your glass.

The golden liquid glimmers. You take a slow sip. And savour.

Can perfume be seductive?

If you’ve read this far, you’ll probably realise that I don’t truly believe in perfume for seduction. One person’s ideas of the ideal sultry scenario will be very different from someone else’s. But that’s the beauty of it.

How about trying some perfume discovery sets to see where your senses lead you. What kinds of perfumes encourage you to feel sassy and seductive?

Remember, there are no rules in perfume, and that’s one of the glorious joys of immersing yourself in fragrant fantasies.

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