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manybrambles

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About manybrambles

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    casual sniffer

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  • BPAL of the Day
    Priala, The Human Phoenix
  • Favorite Scents
    The Grand Inquisitor's Heretic's Fork, Zarita the Doll Girl, Djinn, Fae, Death of Autumn, Fire For Thy Stepmother's Daughters, Priala the Human Phoenix, White Rabbit, Bewitched, The Catepillar, Candles Moon More or less anything that smells of fire, smoke, or vetiver will work on me, and I like trying anything that people say is too masculine for them. I am the patron saint of vetiver and nobody can tell me otherwise. I'm also weak for apple, spices, incense, and woods. Notes which go horrorshow on me include most florals, apricot, and fig. Fruits are touch-and-go, but I don't like most of them very much so we're cool. I'm still in the god-I've-barely-tried-anything phase, so I expect my list will expand as I try more.

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  1. manybrambles

    Djinn

    First reply, first review. Here I go, I guess. I've had this one for years, but it's one of my favourites and I figured it would be a good place to start with the reviewing. Bottle: The smell of a just-doused campfire, with the charcoal still hissing and smoking. It's a sharp, acrid scent, but natural instead of chemical. If I inhale gently, I get a hit of sweetness before the sharpness kicks in. Not heavy, more like sweet grass or new hay than cake or pastry, but there's some spices layered over it that make it weirdly foodie for a half second. Wet: The sharpness quiets down a little - not completely, but enough to rewind the scene to when the campfire was still lit but beginning to die down. It reminds me of wandering away from the fire and towards the edge of the woods, so that there's smoke on the wind but also the smell of leaves and dry earth. I'm still getting a slight hit of something spicy (maybe pepper and clove), but it's spices-on-charcoal incense rather than anything edible. Dry: At this point my ability to describe scents fails a little, because every time I sniff my wrist my brain just goes 'it's so comfy' over and over again. There's all the notes from when it was wet, but softened at the edges like a worn-in jacket. The spices amp up a tiny bit, but in a mellow (not spicy) way, and all the harshness is gone from the smoke. This definitely falls between 'wild fire' and 'hearth fire' - controlled and man-made, but still out in the forest. Occasionally it sharpens up again and I get a dry, metallic quality when I sniff my wrist directly, but that isn't present at all in the throw and it disappears after a minute or two.
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