A truly interesting perfume teaches you the invisible textures of the world, forces you to think in multitudes.Smell.dating is supposedly the first mail-odor dating service; Tinder but for fumeheads like me, who find the concept of your smell more interesting than an incredibly pre-planned profile. There’s not artful selection of profile photos that show you’re hot, but also chill, that you have hot friends (but nobody way hotter than you because this is your profile not theirs) and love to travel — but totally anything at all that you can control. They even say so on the site: "Smell dating delivers you from prejudicial cultural images that interfere with the ancient cues of attraction.Without perfume to guide my invisible persona, whoever smelled my shirt might actually see how fucking my life is from day to day. On my first day wearing the shirt, I bucked the rules entirely.I don’t wake up and smell like burning forests and dryads and gold — I pay my way into that illusion. I wore jasmine scented all natural deodorant and sprayed my favorite perfume in the air of my room and walked around the scent plume — I wasn’t it, so to speak, but if a few molecules dropped on the cotton then IT WAS MERELY A COINCIDENCE, YOUR HONOR.Given that I have a spectacularly depressing success rate of matches vs actual communication on Tinder, I figured nothing could really be worse than what is already uneventful. For smell.dating, they require of you a few things: I sent in the money and promptly forgot about it until I got the shirt in the mail. At the same time, a growing body of research suggests that a person's genetic compatibility, gender, age, and predisposition to illness are reflected in their "smell signature." Even in blinded experiments, subjects' smell preferences align broadly with their sexual desires." So my questions then inevitably became: how do I hack this shirt to make sure everyone who smells me falls in love with me?Before I started, I thought having my control over scent taken away from me would be fun, but now I realized that it was actually terrifying and vulnerable in ways I hadn’t bargained for. What if this experiment just proved my deepest fear: that I am utterly unremarkable?I’ve long thought of perfume as my favorite psychological weapon in the art of seduction: invisible, and fraught with potential to push you into lust or horror with such a grace that you can’t see coming.
If you’re not 6 feet tall or taller, then you may as well just resign yourself to a sexless life of Napoleon jokes.
I made scones for breakfast, leaned against the counter to get close to the herbs as they baked.
I tried to coordinate my schedule for the day into one of sensory pleasures that would rub off on the shirt.
38 smelled comforting but I can't tell if it's because it smells like a shirt or comforting because someone comforting wore it. [I did not match with them.] 9 smelled sexier and a little spicy but also frightened me a little? When I return to them, I can smell a flower, rain water, a back.
But it’s all fleeting and ephemeral, like trying to catch a ghost. I matched with two of the three people I was really curious about and matched with people I revisited.The archives will remain available here; for new stories, head over to Vox.com, where our staff is covering consumer culture for The Goods by Vox.You can also see what we’re up to by signing up here. When my system is so shocked by the opener of a perfume, I’m forced to stop to examine it like a sensory car crash — watch it unfold in glorious detail, to examine the remains and smoke and ruin.Of course, short is relative; what we consider “average” height varies depending on geographic locale and someone who’s 5’6″ would consider someone who’s 5’9″ (the average for American men) to be lucky.