Okay, so I saw this phrase, “perfume wonder woman,” floating around somewhere, probably online. My first thought was, seriously? A Wonder Woman perfume? Sounds like something cooked up in a marketing meeting, maybe smells like plastic packaging and vague heroism.
But then it got me thinking. Not about a literal licensed perfume, mind you. More about the idea behind it. What does strength, or being a ‘wonder woman’ in your own life, even smell like? Is it supposed to be some loud, knock-you-over scent? Or something quieter?
My Own Little Experiment
I decided to play around with this idea myself. Not by buying anything, but by thinking about scents that made me feel capable, put-together. You know, when you need that extra bit of armor for the day.
So, I went through my own small collection. Here’s what I did:
- Pulled out the usual suspects: The ones I wear for big meetings or when I know I need to project confidence.
- Tried to ignore the brand names: Just focused on the actual smell and the feeling it gave me.
- Jotted down some notes: Like, literally scribbled stuff like “sharp,” “too sweet,” “makes me stand taller,” “kinda comforting actually.”
It was less scientific and more just messing about on a Sunday afternoon. I wasn’t trying to create a Wonder Woman scent, more like understand what that concept meant for me personally through smell.
What I Found (Sort Of)
Honestly? There wasn’t one single ‘power’ smell. Big surprise, right? Some days, feeling strong meant something clean and sharp, almost bracing. Like a splash of cold water.
Other times, it was something warmer, woodier. Less about projecting power outwards, and more about feeling grounded and solid inside. That was unexpected. I always thought ‘power’ scents were supposed to be loud.
Here’s the kicker: The scent that often made me feel most capable wasn’t a perfume at all. It was the faint smell of old books and paper from my study. Weird, I know. But it connects me to focus, to getting things done. It’s the smell of my own little Fortress of Solitude, maybe.
So, this whole “perfume wonder woman” thing ended up being a funny little rabbit hole. Started with skepticism about a likely non-existent product, ended with me sniffing old notebooks. It just goes to show, that feeling of strength or capability? It’s personal. Doesn’t come from a fancy bottle with a superhero name on it. You find it in weird places, sometimes the places you least expect.
It reminded me of this one time years ago, prepping for a super stressful presentation. I was a wreck. Couldn’t find the ‘right’ outfit, the ‘right’ shoes. Total panic mode. In the end, I splashed on some simple lavender water my aunt used to use. Not exactly a warrior scent. But it was calming, familiar. It helped me breathe. And you know what? The presentation went fine. Maybe that was my Wonder Woman moment – finding calm in the chaos, not just brute force.
Anyway, that’s my little journey sparked by a silly phrase. No magic perfume, just a reminder that strength smells different for everyone.
