Ceisdein
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In Bottle: Medicinal, smoky, sharp, almost like burning eucalyptus. Not attractive at all. Wet and Dry: Holy... it smells almost exactly like the Fireside candles from Bath and Body Works. As it ages on me it's a rolling, warm mix of woods and smoke and sort of vanilla sweetness and pepper. That means it smells fantastic. FANTASTIC. Exactly what I had hoped for from Devil's Night and didn't get. Overall: Have I stuck body parts in the melted wax from a Fireside candle in hopes of the smell sticking to me? Yes. Yes I have. Yay, for this scent instead! I had written this one off as something I wouldn't like and now I am so, so glad I got a decant of it. Decent throw, middle of the road wear time and I love it.
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In Bottle: Slightly floral cake and vanilla buttercream frosting. Tasty. Wet: Still cake and sugary glaze. Thick and rich. It smells a lot like orange-blossom pound cake, in particular. 15 Minutes: Something is going wrong here. It's turning to cake and plastic. And the plastic is growing. Dry: Awful, chemical, plastic, with no hint of sugar-cakey-goodness. Almost nose burningly so. I can't believe how much this changed. Overall: The start was fantastic. I'm not usually very pro-foodie scents but this was really good. I'm a little heartbroken over my crap chemistry. I'll have to test it in a locket and hope for the best. Edited to add: 2010 version!
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In Bottle: Trees. Wow. Wet: Still trees. Real trees. That's impressive. Dry: Trees with hints of smoke. It runs around cologne but never actually drop into it for me. The longer it's on the more a peppery spice picks up. Overall: Smells just like a autumn forest, all sun-warmed leaves and smoky breezes. This is what I was hoping for from Nothing Gold Can Stay. It definitely loses some of the tree realism in the later stages but even then the pepper stage is nice. Masculine but I think I could rock it on the right occasions. Bottle worthy for me.
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Strange. It's unripe fruit. From bottle to dry down, just unripe fruit.
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In Bottle: Oh, apple cider joy! Joy I tell you! Crisp apples floating in cider with a hint of spices bubbling in there too. Wet: Spices are growing and I'm getting "Massachusetts country store". 15 Minutes: Aaaand... there goes my wonky chemistry. Cinnamon. Almost pure cinnamon. I'm gonna try to wait it out but it's like I shoved an cinnamon stick up my nose. Dry: Back to apple cider joy! A bit sweeter and creamier than before. Overall: The good news is that it's lovely. A perfect, sweet, rich, slightly spiced, cider scent. Fantastic for fall/winter. Bad news is that I have to smush my nose flat against my wrist to get any of the fabulousness. I've never, never, never had something die so fast on me. Less than a hour and it's all but gone. Might be one for a locket.
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In Bottle: Sweet, bright vanilla and spice. A slight hint of something plastic. Wet: Oddly vanilla mint. Very sweet and cool. A tiny bite underneath from what may be the cardamom. 5 Minutes Later: Well, that was fast. The mint has gone screaming from the room at record speed, leaving only his socks behind. Now it's woodsy, musky and slightly spicy with only the barest hint that anything minty was there at all. The sweetness has died from a sugary brightness to a much more mellow honey-ish scent. That was an incredibly fast, dramatic morph. Dry: Spice bread with simple vanilla icing. Not a super sugary vanilla but a warm sweetness. The longer it's on the softer and drier it gets until I'm left with a cushy amber. Then, surprisingly quickly, nothing. Overall: Tiny throw and it is quickly eaten by my skin. That's bad. But the comforting feeling of it and wild morphing are good. Interesting. I can see this being fabulous for layering as it would just add a little depth to a ton of things.
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In Bottle: Pine-Sol and lemon. So, it's a bit Freshly Cleaned Bathroom. Very sharp and stinging, almost chemical. It's not exactly calling "smear me on your wrists" but hey. Wet: The chemical spike dies the second it touches my skin, leaving a sweet pine and mint. There's still a drop of citrus but only a drop. Light and bright and a little bit fuzzy. Ah! I know! Vanilla-mint toothpaste. That's what this reminds me of. Good stuff so far! Dry: The mint and pine have toned down, though they're still there. A neutral musk has picked up a bit and turned it creamy, plus the whole thing is still pretty sweet. The longer it's on the more woody it smells but it never fully loses that light, bright tone. Teeny-tiny throw. Overall: It's just kind of there. That sounds bad, but it's not. If a girl just normally smelled good, that lucky combination of natural chemistry and random environmental things, she might smell like this. A good, general, everyday winter scent.
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In Bottle: 3 week old vase water and sour bread mold. The mint green kind. For the first time ever with a bpal work, I'm very hesitant to try this. Wet: Um, yep. Same. Dry: Okay, the flowers have come out a bit. It's still awful. Now it's just sweet flowers put into a vase of old water, next to a loaf of moldy bread. I'm not sure if the throw is super big or I'm just so horrified by this that I'm super attuned to it. It's also clinging to everything. Overall: I really, really was hoping that this would mellow and bloom on me like it did for others. There's just enough sweet floral in there that I can imagine how it could smell lovely with the right chemistry. While there was no such luck on that count, it does paint a picture and it fits the Gilman piece perfectly. I get very vivid imagery off of it and will keep my decant for the uniqueness of it. That all said if it never touches my skin again it will be quite fine with me. Old foul, bad yellow things indeed. I'll also note that it to forever to wash off.
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In Bottle: Super citrusy (the yuzu?). A little floral, a bit of green. Positively juicy. I love it. Wet: Very green. Nose bitingly sharp. Almost soapy but not quite. Medium throw. Don't love this as much. Dry: The green is dying back and it’s morphing into a light white floral with a hint of sharpness that I'm attributing to the citrus. Still bordering on soapy but it’s pleasant enough. Calls to mind the idea “spring laundry” if that makes any sense. The longer it’s on the more it drifts into sweet, white floral, sheets on the line. The throw has tightened up a bit. Overall: It’s quite nice. Fresh. Very clean. Brings out imagery of late spring or early summer and I can see it being great during that time of year. Side note: On my skin this dies pretty quick, within a couple hours it's completely gone. On the other hand it got on my sleeves and I could still smell it the next day.
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In Bottle: Dry woods, soft musk, drying flowers and a slight sweetness that could be fruit. It's all really blended though and nothing is jumping out to the front. Very slightly aquatic. Wet: Much like the bottle only sweeter. Peachy. Light Throw. 5 minutes: Florals are picking up speed. Still very complex and it drifts from one scent to another quickly. 15 minutes: I can't pin this down for anything. 1 hour+: Woods and peach tea. In fact it smells remarkably like some unnamed tea I picked up in China. It don't know what it is but it's good. The tea and the perfume. Overall: This may be one of my favorite BPAL scents yet. Which is a bit of a shock since it tend to like the headier things like Samhain or Chrysanthemum Moon. This, in contrast, is super soft, subtle. Like warm ghosties.
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In Bottle: All manner of sweetness. Caramel, pink cotton candy, strawberry syrup and something like a harsh vanilla under it all. When my cousin was a baby her parents stripped her naked, put her on a trash bag and let her go to town with a bunch of candy. She got more of in on herself than in her mouth and she kinda smelled like this. Wet: What just happened? Plastic. Straight up, fresh from the factory, plastic. Plastic with a shockingly big throw. 5 minutes: Same. The back of my nose is actually starting to hurt. 15 minutes: The plastic is dying down. A little. Which leaves me with... strawberry plastic. Reminds me of the smell of my Strawberry Shortcake doll when I was little. Not as pleasant though. 1 hour +: Sugary strawberry plastic. Still a pretty big throw. Overall: Something in here hates me with a passion. I ended up with none of the candy goodness the bottle promised. This was the first scent I was unable to leave on until it faded on its own. I had been looking forward to the sugar coma that other people got. *pout* Possibly one for a locket.
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In Bottle: Lavender. There's something else there but I can't quite nail it down because lavender keeps slapping me and screaming Pay Attention. Wet: Lavender. Sharp, scary, strong lavender. Lavender is sitting up on her high horse poking me with a fondue fork. Impressive throw. 5 minutes: Maybe I'm just extra attuned to lavender because that's all I can smell. In the whole room. My salsa is even coming off as slightly lavender flavored. 15 minutes: Oh, it's calming down! Musk? Maybe. Something rich in the background. Some other florals are finally making an appearance as well, sweetening things up a bit. 1 hour +: Um. Wondrous. That attacking lavender has faded down and rolled together with the musk and sweetness delivery a blue, creamy, nectarous tone. It's not stomping around the room any more but it still has decent throw and a few hours later I'm still catching whiffs of it without huffing my wrists. Overall: It's great. Dark but not heavy, bright but not piercing, not to cold, not to warm. Perfectly neutral in the best, best possible sense. Nighttime at a perfect 72 degrees. When I run out of this bottle I'll buy it again.
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Otherworldy golden incense, blooming wind-flowers, everlasting lavender, bluebell, a faint whiff of exotic sugared candies, and fae mist upon wet green grass. In Bottle: Grassy, sweet, sharp and floral with a slight, slight fruity undertone. Wet: Instant death. Soft, dusty incense and a sharp grass tone. No fruit, no sweetness at all. Light to medium throw. 5 minutes: Same. 15 minutes: Same. Throw is gone and now it's a completely on skin scent. 1 hour +: Eventually the flowers bloom a bit, giving the tiniest amount of sweetness. But not much. At about the 2 hour mark the scent disappears altogether. Overall: Well, my chemistry obviously gave me the finger on this one. The moment it touched my skin everything sweet, fresh and elaborate in the bottle just disappeared. Gone. This is the lingering smell two weeks after the Fairy Market has left town and I missed it. *pout*
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An ethereal vintage, steeped with dandelion, honey, and red currants. In Bottle: A bright, effervescent berry. Tart and sweet. There isn't a heavy booze note which is nice. Instead there is a lushness that is backed up by a subtle, low, leaf note. Slightly syrupy. Wet: Same as in bottle. There is a Japanese grape gummi candy that has a coating that fizzes on your tongue. That's what this reminds me of. Wicked throw. 5 minutes: The berry has softened and thinned out a bit. The tartness has taken on a bit of a medicinal quality and the leaf note is picking up pace. 15 minutes: The medicinal note is dying. Thank god. 1 hour+: Oooo, this rounded out beautifully. The absence of the medicinal note as well as the further softening of the syrupy, candy tone has let the berries and greenery settle into a very natural scent. Just like a wild raspberry bush outdoors. Overall: Fabulous. I would have never thought this would appeal to me as much as it does. I love, love, love it. After it's morph is through I'm left with a sparkling happy scent that melds wonderfully with my skin. I smell like I spent all day outside berry picking. While pretty distinctly feminine to my mind I think this would work for almost any age group.
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The Arrival at the Sabbath and Homage to the Devil
Ceisdein replied to LittleGreyKitten's topic in The Salon
In Bottle: First and foremost there is a warm, thick, burnt caramel. Sharp, with a slightly boozy tang. A heavy smokiness hangs around in the background. Kinda smells like freshly scorched creme brulee. Wet: Same as in bottle but without any hint of the buttery tone that had been present. 5 minutes: The caramel has softened dramatically and sandalwood has risen, deepening up the scent. It's not heavy incense scent that associate with carved sandalwood but more the smell of chunks of freshly chopped wood. A sharp, smoky tone is blending with the woods to read as bonfire. A bonfire that someone has dropped some candy in by accident. Quite a strong throw. 15 minutes: Same as above but the general spiciness has strengthened and is beginning to read as spicy flowers in particular. 1 hour +: The caramel has burned into the background and now only lends a subtle sweet note to a blend of warm but subtle woods, spicy flowers and a slight dustiness. Not girly but feminine and quite serious. Still a decent throw. Overall: My skin eats caramel with impressive speed. Like a bully with a stolen horde of Halloween candy. So, on me, this scent didn't turn out to be the clingy blanket of burnt sweetness that the bottle promised. The final result was quite nice though, if unexpected. It had good throw but also didn't last as long as I anticipated, at about 4 hours. Since I liked the caramel of the early stages that's not entirely a bad thing. -
In Bottle: A moist, pale, cool floral. Roses are there but faint and well blended with other flowers. A bit of an aquatic bite and a slight hint of greenery. Very early morning in the cutting garden. Wet: Same as in bottle but with a tea rose blooming up to round out the scent. Medium throw. 5 minutes: It has lightened up a bit. The aquatic is evaporating off quickly. Still slightly green. Otherwise, still the same rose dominated floral. 15 minutes: The aquatic is all but gone and the green has faded back even more. Now it's a full, sweet floral. Less like a flower garden and more like a bouquet of flowers in the sun. The roses are still pale though, not the super-rich blood red rose of some other blends. 1 hour +: The rose has finally calmed down, leaving a delicately blended floral. It's a warmer scent now with only the very barest touch of the aquatic and green freshness. Overall: I'm so glad I didn't end up with soap, as I tend to send rose in that direction. The morph on this is interesting on me. It almost follows the progression of a day, from cutting flowers from the garden in the morning, to them heating up on a windowsill indoors. I prefer the early stages so this may be one for a locket.
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In Bottle: Heavy, cool ozone and a sharp, biting green with a base of laundry detergent. Oddly enough, what immediate comes to mind is soccer players, in freshly washed uniforms, who have been caught in the field's sprinklers first thing in the morning. Soap, airborne water and grass. Weird. Wet: The grass note has shifted to leaves. It's lighter, less spiky. The soap is still prominent but has softened a bit. Medium throw. Well, at least I smell clean. 5 minutes: Soap, sweet deciduous trees and the lightest hint of fruit. 15 minutes: The soap is slowly fading and a soft, pale apple is taking it's place. A little swirl of flowers lingers in the background. Which means right now it smells like... apple baby shampoo. The throw is tightening up. 1 hour +: Ah, finally. The soap is almost entirely gone, while fruit and miniature wildflowers have taken its place. Not at all a heavy autumn apple either but a sweet, ethereal, slightly unripe apple. The tiny bit of soapy ozone that's left adds a dew at dawn sort of note. Overall: *waver* I misliked the first hour. Too sharp and far, far too soapy, which screamed artificial at me. After it settles it's delicately enchanting. By this stage though it has almost no throw whatsoever. If it was loud and strong at this stage I would love it. As is I'm not sure the payoff, however nice, is worth the trip to get there.
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In Bottle: Luminous, sweet and round. Light apple and peach dominate with a tail of floral honey and a slight twang of green. Very natural and fresh, it calls to mind an orchard in late spring or early summer with fruit still on the trees. Wet: Same as in the bottle but the honey really blooms and the scent warms up. The nip of green fades in favor of a wood underbelly. Very slight throw. 5 minutes: The honey is charging up with the fruit losing its luster. Wood is shifting to powdery warmth. 15 minutes: A floral honey (reminds me of acacia honey) now overshadows everything else. Wood is running second with fruit in the background. 1 hour +: That same acacia honey. Warm and thick. Oozy, like fresh honey. Only a slight flutter of powdery wood under the honey and a distant echo of fruit. Recollections of dipping apple slices in a wooden bowl of new honey. Overall: I love it. Youthful without being childish, sweet without being cloying (even in the honey stages) and subtly sexy. Sticks close to the skin and, unfortunately, fades pretty quickly. Nevertheless a keeper. Perfect to wear with an almost see-through sundress.
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In the bottle: Smells like vanilla and dead pine brushland with a light background of cedar and something else (sassafras?) that's a bit punchy. Warm and sexy and dry. The wand of my imp though, is straight up cedar. Wet: Cedar with only the barest hints of sweetness wafting around. Dry: Dusty cedar. This one just flattened out on me. Not so much hot old west as warm old closet. Too bad, I really liked it in imp. I'll have to try it on my boy, maybe it'll behave for him.
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In the bottle: Dried roses and frankincense. It smells clean, and light and... well... wispy. Like thin smoke long after the incense is burned. Sunlight through stained glass. A pale, pale pink. Wet: French rose soap. Different from the bottle to be sure but still okay. Dry: Soap. Soapsoapsoap. Not even French soap, nope, plain old boring soap. Overall: It was quite nice in the bottle, quite disappointing on me. I smell like I've been stoned with bars of Ivory.
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In the bottle: Vetiver and musk with a slight sweetness. No clove to speak of. Very dark and sharp. Thorny for lack of a better word. Heated and male. Wet: It sweetens up almost immediately on me. Vetiver and cherry are neck and neck with something woodsy sneaking up in the rear. Dry: The vetiver has backed down a bit and the clove and musk are really blending into the smell of wood. Furniture not forests. Sweetened cherry has risen up and there is an undercurrent of what I'm thinking is the wine. The notes are melding beautifully. It just gets richer and richer. Overall: I really enjoy this! Dark but very sweet. Other people have said that this calls up cherry tobacco and I can see that, only a bit more complex. This is what I would expect a private men's club to smell like, someplace like White's circa 1813. Dim and warm with old wood, tobacco and cherry brandy. More appropriately, a woman who hangs out in such a place with the boys. Masculine but only by association. Lovely.
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In the bottle: Floral, dank and warm. A very wet rose, mid decay. The pungent notes of dirt and moss are there as well. It reminds me of making moist potpourri or a vase of cut roses left too long in the sun. Nice. Wet: Strange things are happening. I smell like metal. Aluminum. Heated aluminum. That sounds ridiculous but truly. Not the earthy smell of copper or even dark smell of iron or bronze but the sharp, piercing spike of aluminum fumes. All over a subtle base of roses and dirt. It's strong enough to actually hurt, like the inside of my nose is being burnt. Bizarre. Dry: There is nothing of the dirt or moss left only a struggling rose and melting aluminum. Like a female robot set on fire. The sent positively glows off of me; the stretch is incredible. Anyone who comes in the same room as me looks at me like I am the strangest thing ever. One person told me , "You smell... (long pause)... unnatural." Also, my nose just won't seem to adjust to the scent. It keeps smacking me in the face every few minutes. Overall: What did my body do to this!? It smelled great in the bottle. Obviously something in my chemistry turned if from "Nice, Lush, Sweltering Zombi" to "The Android Circle of Hell". Definitely not something I will be wearing around daily but worth keeping for the oddity of it.