South Star

8 thoughts on “South Star”

1. Faint, FAINT peach scent with a bit of plastic and slightly musty woods. Almost impossible to smell after just a few minutes on me.

2. Applied wet, this one.. Is a little weird. It smells like quite an artifical peach, maybe like a kids shampoo? Honestly most peach notes don’t work for me unless they’re mixed with greens, like sage or grass. As it dries it becomes less artifical, but still has this odd edge to it that is feels … acidic? Plasticy? It’s hard to describe, to be quite frank. I am picking up a touch of spice when I breathe in deeply, but overall – not my favourite. I let this one rest another 2 weeks before reviewing in case it needed to age, but it still has that odd undertone. Could be my skin chem + the notes = not so hapy!

3. South Star is gorgeous and warm! At first it’s just deep and smooth like inhaling a peach cobbler fresh to the table. There are moments when the peach gets a little more tart- but it’s largely just warm peach vanilla delight. I love the way it slowly morphs into a “my skin but better” fragrance. I feel like the cinnamon gives this just enough warmth to feel “real” without ever going into “too much” territory. An absolute must try if you love peach notes! This one never gets “peach rings” on my skin. Sublime talent, Pulp!

4. I don’t understand this. I get chlorine. The sample smells like straight up bleach, and on the skin it smells like a weird faint plastic cleaning product with a very faint fruitiness. I got the same thing from my sample of Autumn Morning, so I don’t know if perhaps these are contaminated or there’s something off with the carriel oil. I don’t know. Couldn’t stand these.

   1. Hi there! PULP owner here, I just left a longer reply on the Autumn Morning review, but just in case you do not see that one, but do see this one, I wanted to offer my apologies for the bad experience you’ve had. It’s definitely not normal and I’d love to get a chance to correct this issue.

      If you email me your info ( pulpfragrance@gmail.com — or DM me on Instagram, I am on there a lot: @pulp_fragrance ), I would be more than happy to send out replacements to you for these, free of charge.

      Again, my apologies! No idea what went wrong here, this is a new one, but I am happy to do whatever I can to correct this.

5. Now this is interesting because this is another one that really morphs in a good way after a few minutes of wear. For the first 30 seconds there’s a slight sharp quality that I think comes from the dry woods ingredients but they really relax after 30 seconds of wear a beautiful peachy vanilla emerges but it’s not too sweet a peach – it’s a peach with natural sweetness, very lightly spiced, on a background of very lactonic vanilla, dry woods and a little bit of ambrette musk. I really like this perfume best in the dry-down though because it creates this cool effect that is sort of “my skin but better, the peach edition”. Hard to explain – but after 12 hours of wear it smells like my natural skin has a sweet peachy vanillic quality to it but someone else might not know I was wearing perfume, they might think that I had a great natural scent. I have to say that if people were to think that I woke up smelling lightly of peaches I would totally be down with that!

6. This one morphs a hundred different with the peach from fresh juice dribbled into vanilla batter to those peach saver candies I remember from the 90s that were extremely limited edition around Easter-tide and then back to soft somehow adult smelling dessert, but it all never churns up any hint of cat urine which my skin usually changes peach blends into. South Star is stunning and I adore the woody-spicy warmth of the cinnamon and ambrette. I have finally found my perfect peach perfume and I can’t wait to layer this over a dab of Alkemia’s C24 and wait coyly for the results while all dolled up, hehe. Mark my words, PULP Fragrance is a house to watch!

7. The peach note at the opening of this one is gorgeous. It’s a fresh, ripe peach, backed by a creamy vanilla, and then … oh no. Oh, what’s happening? I don’t know which one, but one of the notes sours on my skin alarmingly rapidly, overwhelming the peach and vanilla, and transforming the whole into something a bit reminiscent of … pencil erasers?? Oy. I’m sorry, delicious peach, we were not meant to be together.