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If you are even remotely opposed to anise, stay way! I love anise and honestly find myself hesitant to reach for this gloss. It is sweet, it is orange, it is watching a sunset on an early autumn day when the eerie quiet chill reminds you that perhaps you'd feel warmer, and safer, inside your home. ...and then it is anise. It occurs to me that the hair products I use to tame my damaged curls may contribute to the creamy anise that AMPS like crazy from this, so keep this is mind if you wear sweet smelling product in your hair (such as coconut oil based). Still a solid 5 stars though- if nothing else for the obviously generous amount of quality fragrance in the product. This smells staggeringly opulent when first sprayed and lasts FOREVER.

I bought this for my Snake Oil loving teenage daughter- and really had to think twice about letting her out of the house wearing it! This is some seriously sleek stuff! Imagine the worlds hippest, sexiest, head shop. This is what I imagine Starr from "The Lost Boys" would smell like...if she were into leather mini skirts. Vampy bohemian.

I loved LE hair gloss 'The Card Game' curiously unlisted wine note, and had hoped this would satisfy my craving for more. For the most part, it does. Not a screamingly themed holiday scent, this is actually work safe for me. While not generic in the least, it is pleasing and oddly enough not as gourmand as I expected. Thankfully the cinnamon doesn't steal the show. This is spicy in the sense that it is certainly and playfully warm, but not dead sexy as say... Vampire Red or Snake Oil glosses. I like it. It isn't as strongly scented or as long lasting as some...but it masks the scent of the coconut oil in some of of my other hair products, which is a good thing because I get so tired of the smell of coconut. Try this if you love wine...its not the beautiful strange indigo wine of The Card Game, but it will do nicely. And if anyone who has a say in such matters is reading this review...for the love of all that is good, why can't The Card Game be GC?

Jeebus, but this stuff smells wonderful. Wet, the notes as listed are evident and strong, literal. What happens next is... magic. It's the scent of refined merriment, quite literally. The scent notes meld together, warm and glowing, tinkling with flashes of not quite floral, but no longer literal... tea leaves. BPAL/BPTP honeyed scents are always more sophisticated and complex than I am able to describe sufficiently and remain absolutely untouchable in the indy scent world. This isn't spicy nor dark- nor is it sweet and light. It is a contrarily slight-richness that conveys a breathy intimacy...it conjures the images of wooden hallways warmly aglow by lamp light, kindly laughter from the next room dancing across flickering candle flame, a feeling of joy. Once again, BPAL has created a scent that is precisely evocative of the tale/time/event it seeks to represent. Cons? Throw is low and unfortunately this scent disappears on me within 3 or so hours.

Bewitched is one of those scents that changes as it ages, and changes ever so beautifully. Bewitched when fresh is sweet, but not fake or cloying, think blackberries cooling in the dusk from a day spent ripening on sun lit vines. Feminine, utterly unique, not light hearted but definitely not dark. Never juvenile. The cool side of the pillow when you are insufferably overheated, from weather or illness. Two and a half months later my bottle is an elegantly beguiling potion of sweet and bright, musk and clean; purple, green, mid afternoon sunshine becoming twilight. Below is my first impression of Bewitched... 6 months aged, I opened my initial imp and instantly I was 10 years old, standing in front of my grandmothers heavy dark dresser, bathed in light from her huge patio doors and smelling the wonderful scent from a frosty white bottle of perfume that sat on her crystal vanity tray. I couldn’t stop smelling my hair and wrists all evening, trying to place this wonderful, clean yet deep, sunshine and clean linens but sparkly and sophisticated scent. It was White Linen. Not what the perfume is now…but what it used to be decades ago before the overly synthetic powdery mess marketed today. And please, don’t let this turn you off…my grandmother was a young, beautiful Southern Belle who eschewed all societal expectations. Now that the nostalgia has worn off, I can discern the berries and the sunlit leaves shadowing cooly mossed earth, and the softly billowing clean linens. Of course! Where else and how else would a beautiful, worldly yet hearth savvy, witchy woman spend her golden afternoons? Truly a magic potion and the wearer will certainly create her own atmosphere. addendum: I would love to know why my initial reaction to Bewitched reminded me of my grandmothers White Linen, perhaps the cleanliness. Or perhaps Bewitched is perfect, like my grandmother.

This is the first BPAL scent that has just not worked for me in any way, shape or form. I enjoy "different" scents, and will be honest...the "more out there" and juxtaposed the notes, the better. If I cannot wear a scent, I will find a way to use it. Not this stuff. First try on my skin let me literally BURNING, and I am not a sensitive skin type person. I had to use dawn dish soap to get this stuff off me and comfy again. All I could smell was prickly pipe tobacco and cinnamon. Someone suggested that maybe I should not apply to freshly showered skin. So, I tried a second time and this time only a faint pink blotch appeared. The scent did go past the throat tightening golden brown tobacco leaves note and I occasionally smelled red wine grapes, not wine, but grapes...which was a neat experience. And again, everyone I asked said I smelled like cinnamon from start to finish. After three hour wear time, my husband said my wrist smelled of cinnamon. Seeing my disappointment, he helpfully added, "woods, cinnamon woods". And thats when it hit me. The faint, tiny breath left on my wrist (this scents bark is worse than its bite) died down and became the exact scent of those 80's and 90's home decor staples known as "cinnamon brooms" or "potpourri brooms". You know the ones I am talking about, you can find them in craft stores still today. They are about 18 inches or so long, made of dark brown straw that has been bound and then doused in cheap, flammable home fragrance oils. People hang them on walls and use them as autumnal decor. In no way am I implying that BPAL uses cheap oils, I know that isn't true. What I am saying, however, is that Unicorn Hunt ends its skin life in the Michael's seasonal clearance aisle. In January. No clue what I will do with this entire bottle. I can't gift it for fear it will cause the same skin reaction on someone else, and I cannot bear the initial cloying brown wetness to use it as a diffused room fragrance.

Can seasonal temps break down perfume oils during shipment?