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I can't make out any individual notes in this, it's all too well blended into a delicious cloud of absolute perfection. It's a bit vanilla-ry, kind of warm but in a subtle way and still lovely in hot weather. This is probably my favourite bpal ever.

I went into Posh Brats today, and walked out with a load of Dark Candles votives (which I've been after for ages but was put off by the heeee-uge postage), some Arcana soaps, a Velvet Moon Bathery soap and one my husband picked out, and my husband got frimps of Autumn BPAL and El Amor y la Muete because he couldn't decide which he liked the most! It's great, and the lady who owns it told us she's expecting more BPAL stuff and it should be in in a few weeks!

*pouts in Jealousy* Sorry! On the plus side, I can report back and let you know what it's like!

I too emailed Posh Brats and got a reply, really quickly. Yowzer! I'm very pleased about it, not least because I am in Cheshire! Ooh, yay, Trading Post stuff! Edited: cos I am a fool.

Oooh. At first, this is a touch of marzipan and then cocoa cocoa cocoa. I despise chocolate and the smell makes me nauseous, but this doesn't, probably because it's a 'clean' chocolate smell and not fatty like real chocolate. After about ten minutes, the cocoa takes a backseat and a beautiful floral takes centre stage. The description is perfect, it really is a red velvet flower, and it's absolutely beautiful. This is a subtle one, but one I think I'll be requiring a full size of. After the initial cocoa blast, it is truly beautiful.

Oh My God. On me, this is luscious, fat, swollen plums so full of juice they're almost splitting their skins. Behind that is a twirl of dirty purple-grey incense and when I really suck it up a bouquet of dried, dead, dusty flowers very faintly in the background. It actually makes me want to take a chunk out of my arm, which would no doubt be a huge disappointment as though it would certainly be red and juicy, wouldn't taste of the gorgeous fruit I'd be expecting. I ADORE this, if I was someone else I'd totally want to do me about now. Definitely getting a bottle.

Woagghrrr. My mum has this christmas decoration, it's a dark dark red apple, covered in some kind of velvety looking but slightly prickly to the touch fabric. The fabric has a slight dusting of glitter. It looks like a luscious, red apple, slightly otherworldly and a tiny bit dark. That is exactly how Poisoned Apple smells. It makes me think of walking through dark dark woods following the scent of smoke, and entering a clearing. A half fallen down cottage, which can only belong to a witch, belches the smoke from its chimney and the smoke is purple and so dark it is nearly black. The smoke is not of a wood fire, it is the smell of spells and witchery and dark enchantments. In front of the cottage is an orchard, and the cold wind rattles the dry leaves on the twisted branches. Left on one of the trees is one perfect, blood red apple. Plump and shining and promising all manner of delights if only you were to sink your teeth into its velvety surface. I LOVE this smell. I want to move into the cottage, and be the witch and eat nothing but magic apples like this all day. Its no use, I need a full size of this to be able to live.

At first, this was a high pitched, light scent, but on it deepened and became darker and richer. This is wandering into an old garden on a summer's evening, the air now cool and crisp and hugely refreshing after the heat of the day. Jasmine clambers over a crumbling statue and the breeze picks up the scent of the lavender behind it, winding the two scents around each other. Honeysuckle peeps through bright and creamy now and again. Delicious.

Niflheim!