Never Was A Cornflake Girl by Hexennacht

Hi Posse, Never Was A Cornflake Girl jumped out at me for its name alone while trawling Surrender To Chance a while ago. It’s been sitting on the desk, getting regular little squirts. This post has taken so long to write because I’m utterly undecided between adoration and loathing. There are days when I want a tub of it to bathe in and others I hop in the tub to wash it off. It’s a chameleon and may be totally altered by external forces to it, which are internal to me. Thing is, its brilliance is awe inspiring.

Just so you know, there’s no Search Button or field on the Hexennacht site. Be prepared to wade through. Well worth it though. So much to love.

Never Was A Cornflake Girl by Hexennacht

Hexennacht gives these featured accords:
Honey oat cereal, fruity pebbles, cinnamon toast crunch, raisin bran, rice krispies, sweet sugary milk at the bottom of the bowl

I can’t remember where I heard this. It may be a movie quote but in my mind it’s my mum or one of my friend’s mums as we were growing up. Maybe it was from a film and became cannon. Anyway, it goes, “If you wait long enough to cook dinner then everyone in the house will eat a big bowl of cereal.” It holds true to this day in our apartment. Many times I’ve had three bowls of cereal a day, on top of other foods. It’s so satisfying and delicious.

Now, imagine that you could smell that satisfying and delicious. I KNOW, RIGHT?!?

Right from the get go Never Was A Cornflake Girl proves that you definitely were and quite recently too. There is the real deal smell of cereal and milk. Maybe not Cornflakes but muesli and sugar and honey and sultanas and so much milk. My mouth is watering for some cereal and I’m already way too full from a delicious Korean dinner.

There is a trajectory but it all stays fairly close to the idea and leans more milky as dry down happens. Longevity is sensational and while not a big fragrance Never Was A Cornflake Girl is so other that you tend to notice it. If I spritz a card and leave the room, when I return it has filled the room insistently but not overpoweringly.

Here’s the question I pose to myself every wear. “Do you want to smell like this?” Most days the answer is a resounding yes but sometimes Never Was A Cornflake Girl smells not good and curdles in my nose. Not sure why…

What about you? Never Was A Cornflake Girl; would you?
Portia xx