I bought my bottle of BonBon Couture by Viktor & Rolf sometime in 2019, in the most glamorous way possible: off eBay, from a woman who looked like she had strong opinions about barrel leg jeans and Labubu dolls.
We met in a grocery store parking lot, because nothing says luxury fragrance quite like exchanging a pink, candy-shaped bottle next to the shopping cart return.
She told me she was selling the perfume because her husband hated it.
Now, as someone who is glaringly single, that gave me pause. Not a lot of pause, mind you.
Just enough to briefly wonder if I was about to purchase an olfactory manly man’s man deterrent.
But the price was good and the bottle looked like a piece of weaponized candy.
So I bought it.
BonBon Couture launched in 2016 as the vampy flanker to Viktor & Rolf’s 2014 Bonbon.
The perfumers, Cécile Matton and Serge Majoullier, have taken the original BONBON’s caramel theme and essentially said, what if we turned this dial… all the way to indulgent?
And they absolutely did that.
The opening is bright and juicy — mandarin, neroli oil, and peach — like the first bite of an expensive dessert you weren’t planning to share.
It’s sultry, smoky, slightly glossy, and VERY sweet.
The heart beats with a creamy swirl of orange blossom and Sambac jasmine, but the caramel note dominates. Not burnt, or salty — this is thick, golden, sticky caramel.
It’s a decadent monolith of sweetness. A little excessive.
Slightly unhinged in the way only gourmand fragrances can be.
The base settles into sandalwood and patchouli, softened by vanilla and a good dose of blonde tobacco that makes this pink girly composition feel like it’s wearing black lip gloss.
Without it, BonBon Couture is pure candy floss. With it, the fragrance has a darker backbone that stops it from becoming a full-blown dessert.
The longevity is… longevity-ing. This stuff doesn’t merely linger — it’s committed.
A few sprays and this perfume survives a full workday, an evening out, and whatever late-night existential spiral might follow.
If you spray it on a scarf, that scarf will smell of caramelized luxury and cigarettes until the next presidential election.
The bottle looks adorable on a shelf, but of course, it got thrown in luggage and in handbags, so the iconic Viktor & Rolf tag broke off.
Bonbon Couture works for autumn evenings, winter nights, and the occasional reckless daytime sprays when you want to smell like a high-end pastry with questionable intentions.
And as for the husband who hated it?
Well. I can’t confirm if the perfume repelled him specifically.
But, I can say that in the years since buying it, my romantic life has remained… impressively uneventful.
Correlation isn’t causation, of course.