Éternelle Immaturité™

A perfume for those who never grew up.

Finally, a fragrance that captures my essence: a forty-something, stubbornly immature human who has no intention of ever behaving “appropriately.”

Top notes of amber-washed pretended wisdom, bubblegum mischief, and a squeeze of citrus oversharing.
Heart notes of razor sarcasm, fragile honesty, and that fleeting profundity that slips away the moment you reach for it.
Base notes of stubborn playfulness, unfinished dreams, and the lingering sweetness of childhood — slowly fermented over four decades into perfected immaturity.

Who wears it?

The forever silly.
The forever unpolished.
The forever unfinished.

The brave ones — daring to remain unfinished, unreasonable,
backed only by a dodgy like,
yet daring to be more themselves each day.

The delusional ones — mistaking dreams for plans.
The believers.
The glorious crazies.
The ones convinced that the impossible isn’t a limit,
but a lifestyle.

The Bottle

Entirely imaginary. Fully recyclable not only in theory, but actually in practice. Sculpted out of smoke. Unnecessary. Over-dramatic. Exactly right.

The Promise

Éternelle Immaturité™: the perfume of a lifetime.
Maturity is a scam. Immaturity, perfected into art.

The Availability

Not in stores. Not online. Not in your basket.
(Although one day, I would a b s o l u t e l y love to sell you my bottled immaturity at an extortionate price. Imagine Selfridges calling me. Imagine my 40+ face lighting up with childlike excitement. The thought alone makes me giddy.)

The Dream

If you believe Éternelle Immaturité™ deserves to exist, prove it. Donate whatever you like. In return, you will receive nothing — except the quiet satisfaction of knowing you helped fund the only perfume in the world designed to smell like the immaturity we all pretend to reject, but secretly cling to, crave, and can’t live without.

Éternelle Immaturité™
Because some things never change. Why should they?