[its my first review- only the devil could make me do it]
imp: oh piney. oh my brand new piney piney, actual woodsy not pine sol-y friend. it's a crisp smell, very green.
wet: pine, but not heavy pine. there's a sweetness behind it that i'm still trying to wrap my head around. and that cedar- not cloying, but definately there- like walking in the woods near my mother in law's house - not the barrens, but definately woodsy new jersey.
drydown: it's still green and sweet. the cranberries are out in full force. but the tomato leaf is there, like it's waving.
dry: its vaguely christmassy, but not CHRISTMASSY, if that makes sense. it's the berry pine conversation that does it. it's not cold, it's a shiny hiking kind of day.
when i told my sister in law i was getting a 'jersey' perfume, she asked if it was going to smell like aquanet, stale beer and rotting trash...
i know what she's getting for christmas.
