Boujee is sweetness reborn as luxury, a gourmand fantasy dressed in pink silk. It opens in a sparkle of Italian lemon over crisp pink lady apple, juicy and bright, softened by freesia and nectarine blossom that bloom like laughter in the air. From the first breath it’s playful, but never simple—every note feels like an invitation to indulge.

At the heart, marshmallow takes the stage, fluffy and pillowy, spun with ribbons of strawberry and the delicate glow of orange blossom water. Coconut drifts in like a warm breeze, creamy and sunlit, turning sweetness into something richer, more textured.

The dry down is where Boujee reveals its secret: whipped vanilla folds into raspberry sugar, creating a haze that is deliciously addictive, while pink musk and ambrox shimmer close to the skin, soft as silk sheets and impossible to resist.

An homage to Kayali’s Yum Boujee Marshmallow | 81, this interpretation leans into the fantasy—keeping the fluff, but weaving in more sensuality, more intimacy, more couture. It’s the memory of candy spun in a Paris patisserie, elevated with a boudoir glow. Sweet, fruity, floral, and creamy all at once, Boujee is indulgence bottled: playful at the surface, but beneath it, dangerously alluring.