Sticky-sweet skin without the stick: my take on Lush Sticky Dates Dusting Powder

If you still think dusting powders are for grandmothers and glove boxes, let Lush prove you wrong. I’ve been wearing the new Sticky Dates Dusting Powder, and it’s basically dessert for people who like their sweetness to whisper, not shout.

The scent lands warm and edible right away. I get that “buttery caramel” impression from the first shake, with a creamy vanilla backdrop, the cocoa-dark chew of carob, and a sandalwood dryness that keeps it from turning into syrup. It’s the familiar Sticky Dates signature, just airier and close to the skin. On me, the aroma sits intimate for 3 to 4 hours, longer on fabric. It doesn’t announce you in a room, it makes your scarf dangerously sniffable.

Texture is the point here. The powder lays down a soft-slip veil, taming any humidity shine and adding that faint glisten you notice only when light hits skin. No sugar rush stickiness, no clumping. I like it post-shower on collarbones and the backs of knees, then I mist a skin-scent or wear it solo under a chunky knit. It’s subtle enough to live under your regular perfume without turning the whole day into a bakery brawl.

Price check for the practical among us: $15.50 for 65 g at Lush USA. That’s fair for a seasonal-feeling gourmand that doubles as a comfort blanket.

If the caramel-vanilla thing isn’t your lane, the dusting powder lineup is surprisingly varied:

• Silky Underwear for a soft, clean-skin mood with a cashmere slip.
• Let The Good Times Roll if you crave salted-sweet warmth and popcorn nostalgia.
• Celebrate for bright, fizzy cheer that cuts through winter.
• Super Milk when you want creamy-soft comfort.
• Fairy Dust for cotton-candy sparkle and pure pink fun.
• Sleepy Dust when you want lavender lullaby skin that says bedtime, not boardroom.

Verdict: Lush Sticky Dates Dusting Powder is for anyone who loves gourmand coziness but wants it wearable all day. It smells edible in a grown-up way, it feels chic, and it won’t hijack your fragrance wardrobe. I’ll call that a win, even if my scarf now has a fan club.