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Galvanic Goggles
SmellsPrettyGood2Me replied to lmaunu's topic in Phoenix Steamworks & Research Facility
Metallic notes with Indian musk, tobacco flower, and African balsam. Oooooh, this is nice. I'm getting some of the same cool metal note I've picked up in some of the RPG scents. Very much like a polished silver tea set! The tobacco flower is lovely and sweet without being cloying. There is a delicately spiced drydown that feels very feminine and alluring. Moderately strong projection and 6 hours of good wear, followed by another 2 more faint ones. I'm not sure if this was ever (or will be) offered as a hair gloss, but I think it would smell amazing in that format, too. Very worthy of a spot in the rotation when you want to smell nice without having to think too hard about it. -
Oh, this is phenomenal. Much as I love conifer scents, they tend to overwhelm other notes for me, so I was a little nervous about this one because what I really wanted was the soil and stone. Oddly - and a little sadly - I can't really smell the fir or cypress at all! I mostly get damp soil, then cold stone, then an assortment of dark and green herbs. It's smooth and deep and slightly unnerving in a truly captivating way, and even though I wish I could pick up a little of the fir and cypress, I'll deal for the sake of smelling everything else.
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Liberty: In the Form of the Goddess of Youth, Giving Support to the Bald Eagle
Assimbya replied to doomsday_disco's topic in Limited Editions
This is very much neroli and vanilla on me. I get hints of the other notes - a soft, not particularly spicy carnation; a smooth base note which I think must be a combination of the the brass and amber; and on, dry down, some pretty olive quality - but much more neroli and vanilla than anything else throughout wear. The combination skews more gourmand than I would have expected, reminding me of a creamy orange blossom ice cream I once bought myself for my birthday. I loved eating that ice cream, but I don't actually know that I want to smell like it! I would have liked something a little weirder and more atmospheric from this, with the brass and olive leaf more prominent. But as it is I think it will appeal to many people who prefer that more gourmand sensibility. I'll have to spend some more time with my decant to decide whether I want to keep it around. -
Roselight is a gentle love-bonding oil crafted to help fortify partnerships and relationships during challenging times. A balm for frayed nerves and sharp words, it coaxes remembrance of shared laughter, of private language, of the sweetness that first took root. Anoint the wrists, the pulse at the throat, or the space above the heart before speaking hard truths or making heavy decisions. Wear it to bridge divides and bring comfort. Let it serve as a promise to protect what is tender, to fortify what is faithful, and to keep choosing one another with patience, warmth, and deliberate grace. Contains: three rose oil variants, heartsease, violet blossoms, angelica root, orris root, benzoin, lavender, ylang ylang, jasmine sampaguita, and a touch of warming spices.
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Cool-toned brown jelly with silver shimmer & shifting blue and green micro sparks.
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“Well, Mrs. Dean, it will be a charitable deed to tell me something of my neighbours: I feel I shall not rest if I go to bed; so be good enough to sit and chat an hour.” “Oh, certainly, sir! I’ll just fetch a little sewing, and then I’ll sit as long as you please. But you’ve caught cold: I saw you shivering, and you must have some gruel to drive it out.” A fireside chat over a basket of sewing, as snow falls outside Thrushcross Grange. Hearthsmoke and smoldering clove-dusted firewood, rivulets of beeswax dribbling into snow flurries.
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“I have no pity! I have no pity! The more worms writhe, the more I yearn to crush out their entrails! It is a moral teething, and I grind with greater energy, in proportion to the increase of pain.” A feral and unrepentant animalic musk slick with heat, tangled with smoked birch tar that clings to skin like soot and desire. Refined cologne masks a deep, grinding base of dark resins, cracked leather, and vetiver root; earth torn open, roots exposed. An elemental fury, a wild, fanatical embrace terribly alive in its darkness.
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“Oh, I’m burning! I wish I were out of doors! I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free; and laughing at injuries, not maddening under them! Why am I so changed? Why does my blood rush into a hell of tumult at a few words? I’m sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills. Open the window again wide: fasten it open!” An incandescent amber storm. Strata of glowing ambers piled deep and restless, molten and honeyed, threaded with dark, resinous veins that pulse like blood under skin. Free, wild, elemental: the storm at her heart, beating against the glass until it shatters.
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Very dry red peppercorn with a touch of gingersnaps in the background. Like a gingerbread cookie with red hots in it. Bright red spicy.
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Oh no I'm first, eep! Wet it is leaning heavy gouramond on me. I'm almost getting a buttery note, which I'm guessing is the tart. It then moves into the wood and linseed oil. As it dries down the cider dominates on me. The final form is clovey cider on my skin chemistry.
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Angelica archangelica has long been associated with protection, purification, and blessing. In European folk practice it was carried against illness and misfortune, burned to cleanse spaces, and planted near doorways as a ward. In hoodoo and rootwork it is used to break crossed conditions, guard against harmful influences, strengthen women, and reinforce spiritual authority. The root is often carried in a mojo bag for protection and luck, added to floor washes to clear negativity, or dressed with oil and kept on the altar as a standing guardian. During the great plague years in Europe, angelica was regarded as a life-preserving herb. Physicians and herbalists recommended it as part of protective cordials and vinegars, and it was chewed or worn to guard against contagion. Paracelsus, the 16th-century physician and alchemist, praised angelica as a powerful remedy in times of pestilence, viewing it as a plant marked by divine intent for the preservation of life. Its reputation as a plague herb strengthened its identity as both medicine and spiritual safeguard. Its scent reflects that history. The root is dense and fibrous, with a sharp green opening that quickly settles into dry soil, resin, and a faint sweetness reminiscent of sap and old wood. There is a subtle heat to it, peppery without being hot, and a clean bitterness that reads as clarifying rather than harsh.
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Since 2026 contains a whopping THREE Friday-the-13ths (Fridays-the-13th?) we’ve decided to call in some misfortune-warding reinforcements. Each version of this year’s 13 perfume oil will be accompanied by its own bonus luck charm: a free 1/32oz imp of an original perfume oil inspired by lucky finds from our seasonal crossroads wanderings. Those who collect all three will end up with a veritable bracelet’s worth of lucky charms to treasure and wear as needed! First up, for February: SNOWY CIRCUS PEANUT. Found on a trek through Minneapolis this winter, this boon of odd fortune is a bit of frozen banana-adjacent marshmallow’ish sweetness snuggled in a pillow of freshly-fallen snow. (The review thread for the 13 that this belongs with can be found here.)
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Totally concur that the apple is the first out the gate making a big show of things and then as it dries down the beeswax shows up to temper the apple. Very nice to have a fresh leaning beeswax blend.
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It has been such a long day/month/year, so I wanted to distract myself by making something absurdly sweet and shockingly gourmand. This is a sticky, gloopy, joyful plop of marshmallow fluff, cotton candy, vanilla froth, condensed milk, taro root, honeycomb, macadamia cream, sugared champaca, caramelized tobacco, campfire toffee, black dates, coconut, and ambered benzoin swirled into dark, smoky cacao. 13 is significant, whether you consider it lucky, unlucky or just plain odd. Many believe it to be unfortunate… … because there were 13 present at the Last Supper. … Loki crashed a party of 12 at Valhalla, which ended in Baldur’s death. … Oinomaos killed 13 of Hippodamia’s suitors before Pelops finally, in his own shady way, defeated the jealous king. … In ancient Rome, Hecate’s witches gathered in groups of 12, the Goddess herself being the 13th in the coven. Concern over the number thirteen echoes back beyond the Christian era. Line 13 was omitted form the Code of Hammurabi. The shivers over Friday the 13th also have some interesting origins: … Christ was allegedly crucified on Friday the 13th. … On Friday, October 13, 1307, King Philip IV of France ordered the arrests of Jaques de Molay, Grand Master of the Knights Templar, and sixty of his senior knights. … In British custom, hangings were held on Fridays, and there were 13 steps on the gallows leading to the noose. To combat the superstition, Robert Ingersoll and the Thirteen Club held thirteen-men dinners during the 19th Century. Successful? Hardly. The number still invokes trepidation to this day. A recent whimsical little serial killer study showed that the following murderers all have names that total thirteen letters: Theodore Bundy Jeffrey Dahmer Albert De Salvo John Wayne Gacy And, with a little stretch of the imagination, you can also fit ”˜Jack the Ripper’ and ”˜Charles Manson’ into that equation. More current-era paranoia: modern schoolchildren stop their memorization of the multiplication tables at 12. There were 13 Plutonium slugs in the atomic bomb that was dropped on Nagasaki. Apollo 13 wasn’t exactly the most successful space mission. All of these are things that modern triskaidekaphobes point to when justifying their fears. For some, 13 is an extremely fortuitous and auspicious number… … In Jewish tradition, God has 13 Attributes of Mercy. Also, there were 13 tribes of Israel, 13 principles of Jewish faith, and 13 is considered the age of maturity. … The ancient Egyptians believed that there were 12 stages of spiritual achievement in this lifetime, and a 13th beyond death. … The word for thirteen, in Chinese, sounds much like the word which means “must be alive”. Thirteen, whether you love it or loathe it, is a pretty cool number all around. … In some theories of relativity, there are 13 dimensions. … It is a prime number, lucky number, star number, Wilson Prime, and Fibonacci number. … There are 13 Archimedean solids. AND… … There were 13 original colonies when the United States were founded. Says a lot about the US, doesn’t it? – – – Since 2026 contains a whopping THREE Friday-the-13ths (Fridays-the-13th?) we’ve decided to call in some misfortune-warding reinforcements. Each version of this year’s 13 perfume oil will be accompanied by its own bonus luck charm: a free 1/32oz imp of an original perfume oil inspired by lucky finds from our seasonal crossroads wanderings. Those who collect all three will end up with a veritable bracelet’s worth of lucky charms to treasure and wear as needed! First up, for February: SNOWY CIRCUS PEANUT (review thread located here).
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POV you are at the craft store at that cofunding time wherein you can walk down one asile and see rows of pumpkins and down the next aisle is dried evergreen garlands. Halloween spirit meets Christmas joy. Very fun. Wet I get more complexity but dry down I mostly get a spicy cider vibes from this.
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I was wary of Brocken at first, but it’s surprising approachable. Very reminiscent of Cito (honey and life everlasting, frankincense and cinnamon, bourbon vanilla, red ginger and red musk). They must have the same honey note. There’s skin musk, and it plus the honey dominate. Skin musk is a bit of a bully on me, so it continues to grow in prominence. The smoke is actually very gentle, fading back after the initial wet stage. So, if that worried you, take heart! I can see this being a bit too much for me in summer weather (it’s high 70’s right now 🫠 wtf February in Texas), but very cozy for winter, and perfectly appropriate for Autumn festivities. I don’t think it’s a scent I’d reach for, because of the skin musk, but I’m glad to have tried it.
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Blood Moon: Patchouli and Smoked Vanilla Lotion
zankoku_zen replied to doomsday_disco's topic in Lotion
This is amazing. Not as smoky as the dead leaves lotion, but the smoke element is present, the vanilla is not too sweet, and if you like patchouli this is a light earthy patch. This to me is a great base for layering other perfumes on top if you want a vanilla or patchouli base. -
Blackberry Cream Cheese Sufganiyot is perfect and exactly what I was hoping for. It smells just like biting into a slice of blackberry cream cheese danish. The blackberry is sweet yet tangy, like fresh, homemade blackberry jam, swirled with a mellow and creamy cheesecake undertone, and just a hint of golden, not overly sweet pastry. I've been obsessed with Four & Twenty Blackbirds lately, and this is more tangy to me where Blackbirds was sweeter and had more of a cake scent to it (and obviously had the green, herbal weed note that this does not have). This is heavy on the blackberry note, but it's a great blackberry note, and I can still smell the cream cheese and pastry as well. It's a lovely gourmand and definitely great for blackberry fans.
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I was hoping that this would be like a mashup of Key Lime Pie and OG Beaver Moon (two of my favorite bpals), but it starts off as cinnamon sugar & a whiff of lime jello and then dries down to a weak, waxy vanilla candle with a hint of cinnamon on me. It leans very plasticy, sour, and a little burnt, and it gives very cheap vanilla oil to my nose. It doesn't have a lot of throw, though, and only lasts about an hour before I can't smell it anymore. This is my least favorite Beaver Moon, which really surprises and disappoints me. The lime doesn't stick around at all and the vanilla-y portion smells off to me.
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Amorphallus, indeed. A breathtakingly exotic, wild, and grossly erotic spicy gold, purple-black, and burgundy lily. Such a well done fragrance, and very enjoyable even though I am incredibly picky about florals. In the bottle, the first note I get is citrus, more tangerine than orange, alongside a very light aldehyde. The lily is there, bloomed, not green or grassy. Applied to skin, that sweet orange-y top note is loud, but pretty. As it dries down, I get the lily but also what may be a touch of powdery iris (the purple) and some of the same spices as Morocco. Definitely some myrrh! Post dry down is not very floral at all. Moderate to low "clean" sillage that pleasantly wafts up around you for more than 7 hours. This is very much work safe, small space safe, and great in any season for social events. Alluring, but not overtly sexy.
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This is a shimmery bubbly blackberry Patchouli witchy potion. It's not fruity sweet more like blackberry fragrant with a side of patchouli bewitching magic and everything else that makes so unique.
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Once again the GC gods smile upon us! A non-indolic floral plus resins in the bottle, immediately blooming into something deep and sweet on the skin. Labdanum is one of my favorite notes, and I feel like it really shines here. If you enjoy "hidden" florals that are well blended amongst their other note peers, this is an easy win. Moderately strong projection and 8+ hours of wear; I applied this midday and could still detect it when I woke up the next morning. Those who referred to this as evoking a vintage 80's fragrance feeling were right on the money. This reminds me so much of my classy, sassy Aunt Nancy who had a heart of gold but brokered no bullsmit from anyone. I found it oddly confidence inducing! Probably not work or small space safe, but great for a night out where you're meeting new people and want something to give you a little bit of oomph. (Disclaimer that may or may not be relevant to you: our family cat absolutely hated this and took a wide berth when I wore it. I made a mental note and will probably limit wear when just staying at home.)
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Stunner. Where you been hiding this whole time??! First time getting a chance to try this GC gem, which I probably subconsciously avoided due to mixed results with other "blossom" notes. I appreciate that the peach, while not photorealistic, is on the softer side and well balanced. Incredibly pretty! Great for spring, summer, or whenever you are looking for a vanilla scent with a lighter touch. Four hours of moderate projection followed by 2 more with decreasing intensity.
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Forgive my crassness, but WHAT THE FUCK IS UP, DENNY'S?! This is a photorealistic diner scent, and initially, there's a very strong undercurrent of maple sausage in here. On skin, the meaty aspect of it tapers off, and it reveals a nice, deep coffee scent with maple syrup and a bit of clove supporting it. Absolutely wild atmospheric and true to its name.
