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Spritzed this on late one night last week and it felt cozy and perfect for a sleepy time frag. There were a couple bits that were somewhat perplexing, but the comforting components were more prevalent. Calming, quietly lingering, floating above and around you while keeping its distance. It doesn’t stick or cling to you, it doesn’t settle in like a skin scent, it hovers just so slightly above you. It’s the scent version of a blurring tool—softens the edges and makes them a bit fuzzy. I hit play on a sleep story on Calm, and drifted off quickly, leaving the perplexing bits behind.

While settling down tonight, I grabbed this sample, thinking I’d experience another fuzzy cozy blurry moment. However, this time the perplexing bits scooted forward, and I confusedly huffed my wrists and elbows. My dog was concerned.

Then I figured it out. I identified the familiar, comforting, yet acrid and perplexing note evaporating from its core: a baby spit up towel. It smells like a baby’s spit up towel. The soft, folded up piece of fabric just thick enough to protect your shirt from baby burp residue.

The Ghost In The Shell is a baby spit up towel.