Dark Alice
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Wet: Fruit punch apple cider
Drying-Red hot apple cider and it burns and itches and I had to wash it off.
Final drydown: (b/c cinnamon stays on my skin regardless) Red Hots and apple cider.
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Am I the only person intrigued by this? Cause this is amazingly weird.
Lilac musk (lilac is a death note) works on me...too bad I amp it to a million! But pomegranate keeps this grounded. So for the first 2 minutes these two scents are wrestling on my skin. Ultimately the Lilac wins and is so exhausted that it becomes a soft, close to the skin scent. Now the rose peeks out and this becomes old ladyish almost. I like it oddly. But this is definitely a once in a while scent. I think I will decant this out for others to share and keep a 1/2 bottle for myself. -
Never in my life have I loved a cake scent as much as I love this one. IT IS FABULOUS!
In the bottle: Red wine with cake.
Dry:Red Velvet cake, icing, snake oil and dorian all meshed together. I want to eat this...and I need a back up bottle in my next order. It's just that damn good!
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NOTHING BUT DEATH
There are cemeteries that are lonely,
graves full of bones that do not make a sound,
the heart moving through a tunnel,
in it darkness, darkness, darkness,
like a shipwreck we die going into ourselves,
as though we were drowning inside our hearts,
as though we lived falling out of the skin into the soul.
And there are corpses,
feet made of cold and sticky clay,
death is inside the bones,
like a barking where there are no dogs,
coming out from bells somewhere, from graves somewhere,
growing in the damp air like tears of rain.
Sometimes I see alone
coffins under sail,
embarking with the pale dead, with women that have dead hair,
with bakers who are as white as angels,
and pensive young girls married to notary publics,
caskets sailing up the vertical river of the dead,
the river of dark purple,
moving upstream with sails filled out by the sound of death,
filled by the sound of death which is silence.
Death arrives among all that sound
like a shoe with no foot in it, like a suit with no man in it,
comes and knocks, using a ring with no stone in it, with no
finger in it,
comes and shouts with no mouth, with no tongue, with no
throat.
Nevertheless its steps can be heard
and its clothing makes a hushed sound, like a tree.
I'm not sure, I understand only a little, I can hardly see,
but it seems to me that its singing has the color of damp violets,
of violets that are at home in the earth,
because the face of death is green,
and the look death gives is green,
with the penetrating dampness of a violet leaf
and the somber color of embittered winter.
But death also goes through the world dressed as a broom,
lapping the floor, looking for dead bodies,
death is inside the broom,
the broom is the tongue of death looking for corpses,
it is the needle of death looking for thread.
Death is inside the folding cots:
it spends its life sleeping on the slow mattresses,
in the black blankets, and suddenly breathes out:
it blows out a mournful sound that swells the sheets,
and the beds go sailing toward a port
where death is waiting, dressed like an admiral.
- Pablo Neruda
A dark purple river swelling with tears of rain, damp violets, and specks of bone thick with green scents that speak of mortality: black dried fruits, opopponax, moss, violet leaf and petal, tobacco absolute, saltwater accord, niaouli, and brushed sage.
Wet: Wet dirt with hints of violet and water..
Drydown: Gorgeous, violet, water, and green. As it continues to dry there is the barest hint of fruit in this. And now the tobacco is starting to peek it's head out. This is a clean, violet slightly aquatic scent with some fruit and tobacco. Oddly...this is wonderful...I hope that it will age beautifully. -
I have no idea what is causing this...but this is gorgeous clean dark musk and a soft feminine peach on my skin. I mean a non-headache inducing snuggly, peach scent.
I don't know what it is...and I don't care. I love it...and I may need more of it. -
THE VAMPIRE BRIDE
"I am come-I am come! once again from the tomb,
In return for the ring which you gave;
That I am thine, and that thou art mine,
This nuptial pledge receive."
He lay like a corse 'neath the Demon's force,
And she wrapp'd him in a shround;
And she fixed her teeth his heart beneath,
And she drank of the warm life-blood!
And ever and anon murmur'd the lips of stone,
"Soft and warm is this couch of thine,
Thou'lt to-morrow be laid on a colder bed-
Albert! that bed will be mine!"
- Henry Thomas Liddell
Icy skin touched by a perfume of violet leaf, white tea, olibanum, elemi, myrrh, wormwood, crypt dust, and saffron with a dribble of blood red musk.
The first to review this...
Wet: Red musk and the it disappears and White tea from the Unsteady Governess with the barest touches of violet begins to appear.
Drydown: White tea, violet, with a dribble of red musk! Mircalla and the unsteady governess had a love child. A beautiful soft, close to the skin sexy as hell love child. The myrrh keeps it grounded and the wormwood is almost non-existent. This stuff is amazing...I see a back up in my future.
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The Fabulous Cfrancesca shared some of this with me and others and I can't thank her enough for that cause...now I know that I don't need anymore. Seriously. I don't. Wet: Gorgeous wet pomegranate, patchouli, and barely there ginger.
Drydown: Lilac Fourege with the barest hints of pomagranate and it turns into generic men's perfume on me.
This would be amazing on the soon to be husband but alas it is rare and I don't feel like trying to sell my first born just for him to try it.
But thank you once again cfrancesca for letting me get a chance to try it!
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Wet: Leather Accord and something else that is light and clean. Refreshing in fact. Then the drydown is OMG headache inducing orange blossom mixed with an elegant light and clean men's cologne.
I am so glad this going to a new home in a swap. -
Alas...this may not be meant to be. This starts off with a light cocoa and leather scent. (The leather from Western Diamondback so it works for me) however as it dries...the tobacco takes hold and strangles the other notes. I am hoping some aging will lessen the tobacco and increase the bourbon vanilla and leather as this scent has alot of potential.
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There is no cinnamon in this. There is gorgeous amber and citrus and wondrousness in this scent. This will be a two bottle order for sure when I get the funds so that I can slather away and enjoy it.
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Wet: Chocolate Orange woods.
Dry: Orange wood. The ash is the most dominant note. It blends well with the citrus...and now comes the sage and citrus with hints of wood. There is also something in here that is nutty.
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I FINALLY GOT TO TEST THIS AND ARGHHHHHHH!! IT STINKS ON ME!!!!
This smells like fake strawberry plastic on me with hints of honey and vanilla. GAH! -
Watermelon bubblegum and grass. No cotton candy, no funnel cake smells. *sigh* I was hoping this would be what others got..but alas it's not.
Stupid Skin Chemistry. -
From wet to drydown this smells like Orange spice poundcake with hints of licorice.
I would eat it Erego I could never wear it. -
Dark Bitter Patchouli with the barest hints of hemp and vanilla. Too much patch...not enough hempt to balance it out. This is a definite pass.
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Wet: Wood and Vanilla
Drydown: Soft powdery vanilla with the barest hints of leather! I like this alot actually. I don't know why...but I do. Now to try and track down a bottle...
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Wet in the bottle: Gorgeous soft berries
Dry: Berries and brandy with hints of red musk.
It's a little bitter...in the wet stage...but the drydown is totally worth it. But I really will only need one bottle. -
HYGEIA
Hygeia, Gustav Klimt.
Red musk and red amber, sweet incense, Mysore sandalwood, tobacco absolute, golden musk, orris root, frankincense, and helichrysum.
This is the softest and nicest red musk scent I have had the pleasure of owning.
Wet: Red Musk, with the barest hints of orris root.
Dry: Soft red amber, hints of red musk, and on me something clean and golden. Dry this scent evokes something yellow in my mind...I guess it's the golden musk. This is truly a lovely scent and I am so glad that I accidentally ordered two. My mistake is truly my gain. -
Sweet dark berry musk of goodness!
Halleleujah!!!! A fruity moon I can wear!!!! -
Evil Dr. Pepper with resins. This is so light on me...which is a shocker.
Since the 2006 bottle is so much stronger. This would be sooooo much better aged. I have a feeling that if I track down a bottle and age it it will become as glorious as Schwarzermond 2006. -
Resiny grass. There is something in this that is turning to catpee on me. I think it is the orchid.
I am so sad...I wanted this to work on me. Resiny herbal catpee. *sigh* -
This the love child of Silver Phoenix and B340. Silver musk, with orris root and the long ago wistful flowers from b340. I like it...but not enough to want purchase a bottle as I love both Silver phoenix and B340 all on their own.
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All I smell is lilacs. Which smells sour and like dead plant matter.
I can't even get past the imp wand to try this. This is going to go.
Sonnet D'Automne
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Dry Leaves...dead on...dry brown dead leaves...and then the white musk comes out to play and mixes with the incense to almost choke the life out of me. This scent actually makes me nauseous on by itself! BUT: when mixed with Moxie Nouveau's Hallowmas which is overwhelmingly beeswax at times these two blends compliment each other and turn the Sonnet is to something praise worthy! The incense is softened, the dry crunchy leaves swirls around me with the barest hints of vanilla from both scents. Truly Sonnet is a work of art...but it must be shared with another scent so I can love it.