Havisham

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The embodiment of heart-wrenching loss, torment, of mad, obsessive cruelty and chilly revenge. This is the scent of a frost-limed wedding bouquet, frozen forever in time.

 

I was making up packages today, and saw this on someone's wishlist.. then remembered I had a half-decant of it! But I had never tried it, so before sending it off to its new home, I tried a little dab.

Yeah.. I can see why people find this one so alluring - it's a beautiful ghostly floral blend that dries down to a very soft memory of the gentle smell of walking through a garden of roses, lillies and clean white flowers. It's not a heady floral, nor is it sweet - it's more aloof and distant.. like it stands back from you slightly, so that you have to go find it.

It turns a little powdery on me, and slightly soapy, but retains its mystery beautifully.