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This is such a warm, golden scent. Like, straight from the oven warm. Buttery, vanilla, sugary goodness. I bought this for a friend and I really wanted to take a bite of her arm when she put this on. I can see why this a favorite for so many people! If you or someone you love goes hard for gourmands, it really doesn't get better than this.
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This is just like getting the sticky amber sap of a Christmas tree between the seeds of pinecones and on your fingers, and as much as you try to get the sticky stuff off, you secretly don't want it to come off because it smells so good. That was me was a kid and now I'm wearing it as perfume.
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Cool bone and ash. Underneath I smell a bit of fire, but more of a smoky ashy fire. This is what I think Princess Mononoke would smell like as she rushed into battle. It's a very emotional scent. It smells of cold and death, but there is something awakening underneath (mossy stones?) and a reminder that in destruction there is creation. From death comes life.
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This smells like I opened a window in the morning after it snowed and the breeze was a tart citrus swirl glittering with icy crystals. Lovely. I bought this lotion purely for the yuzu note (I'm a chaser for sure), but I'm happy to say that I'm a fan of the slushy, minty notes as well. I have to agree with spendidissima that I don't really get the vanilla cream, but I'm wondering if that is what's keeping this in the crisp rather than sharp realm. Regardless, I like that it's not too sweet, but if that is something you want I imagine that there is plenty you could layer with this that would work wonderfully. On the lotion formula itself, I love that it doesn't leave me feeling greasy at all--it absorbs nicely. The scent lingered for about 3 hours for me with not a whole lot of transformation over time.
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The cherry smells abit medicinal at first but it develops into a delicious cherry. The pie crust is at the background and gradually comes out. The overall dry down is really nice. Cherry pie/baked goods. Delicious and edible. The throw is pretty good too
- Yesterday
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A warm, bright, buttery balsamic. Forgive the indulgence, but the best way I can think to describe this scent is: if this scent were a color, it would be the soft orange glow of cheerful windows seen from a distance at night, or of that particular warm orange glow of a specifically winter sunset. On Friendship is terpenic and resinous, with a round, sweet, almost waxy nuttiness and butter from the bread accord, and it's lightened by just the smallest breath of bergamot, barely detectable but adds a lovely, gentle citrus lift. It really does feel like a warm meal shared with friends! It's undeniably woody but smells more of smoked or roasted chestnut to me, slightly vanillic, than pure woodsmoke, which is really just lovely. I'm finding it another delightfully cozy scent to curl up in for colder weather.
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So, I had suggested this one to my hubby to get for himself, but he ended up buying it for me as a Christmas gift. 🤷 Well, I'm always up for trying, so here goes, though I'll slather him in it to see who I like it better on. In the bottle the bourbon was the most prominent note, reminding me of the liquor scented box of chocolates from yester years. On the skin it mellows considerably, as the cream and skin musk temper the bourbon, making it a warm, almost indistinct meld of notes. I'm honestly a bit stumped by this, almost like a heightened natural body scent (not in a stanky unwashed way, but like an amplification of your natural scent). It's unobtrusive, and subtle, which is a surprise considering how loud it was in the bottle. Frankly, this one surprises me a bit. One, it's a cream scent not going to sour milk on me, and two, it's almost like one of those PH adjusting products, like it's going to transform to your unique chemistry, and become it's best version of itself for the wearer. I'm not sure how Beth managed that, but it's another example of her mastery. Definitely going to slather on the hubby to see what happens to this morpher.
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Pink Peach, Summer Strawberry, and Candied Amber Hair Gloss
ladyjc replied to doomsday_disco's topic in Hair
Sweet! Very evenly peachy & berry. I don’t get much amber, unfortunately, to balance the sweetness, but I love it still! This is perfect for spring/summer, but it’s 70 degrees here the last few days 😒, so I decided to wear it. Hubby commented that it was very pretty! -
Papaya, Passionfruit and Candyfloss
faeriedust87 replied to doomsday_disco's topic in Limited Editions
Super sweet and fizzy. I could pick out the papaya and candyfloss. The passionfruit gives it a slightly tart smell. It's mouth wateringly good. I really like it. -
White mint, the Lab's icy slush note, and citrus! I don't get the vanilla cream at all - I wish I did, because that would add some sweetness. But I do like it - it's crisp and refreshing, and wintry in a snow-and-citrus way (you know how oranges are associated with Christmas, and also lemon drops, and maybe citrus-y gumdrops? it's like that, with snow-slush) - so it's kind of a nice change from the usual peppermint or cinnamon or gourmand types. My bottle label has a misprint, just fyi for any others out there - the art and name on the front is right, and the scent is right, for Yellow Snowballs, but the description section on the side talks about a blood-red voluptuous rose! (Might be Peacock Queen?)
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For some reason it smells soapy on me. The funnel cake is pretty faint. So the overall scent is not very gourmand.
- Last week
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His appetite is insatiable! Crumbs of gnawed marzipan and toasted hazelnuts tumbling through a thicket of patchouli and gunpowder and bouncing off of a throbbing cherrywood ramrod.
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Liqueur-soaked twin cherries reeling from a double pony-kick of pink pepper and white ginger.
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Buttercream-frosted angel food cake and a smear of strawberry lip gloss.
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Have I spoken this day of aught else? Is not religion all deeds and all reflection, And that which is neither deed nor reflection, but a wonder and a surprise ever springing in the soul, even while the hands hew the stone or tend the loom? Who can separate his faith from his actions, or his belief from his occupations? Who can spread his hours before him, saying, “This for God and this for myself; This for my soul, and this other for my body?” All your hours are wings that beat through space from self to self. He who wears his morality but as his best garment were better naked. The wind and the sun will tear no holes in his skin. And he who defines his conduct by ethics imprisons his song-bird in a cage. The freest song comes not through bars and wires. And he to whom worshipping is a window, to open but also to shut, has not yet visited the house of his soul whose windows are from dawn to dawn. Your daily life is your temple and your religion. Whenever you enter into it take with you your all. Take the plough and the forge and the mallet and the lute, The things you have fashioned in necessity or for delight. For in revery you cannot rise above your achievements nor fall lower than your failures. And take with you all men: For in adoration you cannot fly higher than their hopes nor humble yourself lower than their despair. And if you would know God be not therefore a solver of riddles. Rather look about you and you shall see Him playing with your children. And look into space; you shall see Him walking in the cloud, outstretching His arms in the lightning and descending in rain. You shall see Him smiling in flowers, then rising and waving His hands in trees. A perfume of the sacred in the ordinary and the value of labor, joy built from the things you carry into the temple of your days. Golden hay, frankincense tears, hearthsmoke, amber-streaked cedar, and beeswax.
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2025 version. This blend goes on with what I'm now familiar with as dead leaves' big flare-up / immediate die-down, then I get a whiff of warm, dry, smoky spice, which gives the impression of a burning pile of leaves. It's a sweet hay-like tobacco/smoke mingling with spice that reminds me very much of the spice accords in Circe Transforming and A Dance to the Music of Time. There's something in this, I think probably the amber, that's lending a sort of round smoothness to the blend, softening what might otherwise be sharp edges of spice, smoke, and dead leaves. Around two hours in, The Death of Autumn coheres into a pretty harmonious blend, where I have difficulty picking out individual notes, more like the experience @gentle-twig described. I wasn't able to detect any florals, but given how well-blended this one is, I wouldn't be surprised if they were in there adding some subtlety I can't name. About average throw and longevity, and nothing goes sharper on me towards the end of the day as is often the case with other blends. The Death of Autumn fades away quite gently, like the last plume of smoke from a friendly autumn campfire.
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Full, rich, unapologetic floral. On me this is primarily jasmine and honeysuckle, in rather equal measure; lilac comes out more on the drydown, but is definitely secondary to the other florals for me. This is gently indolic, but mostly just very deeply floral; I can only detect the amber as perhaps adding a resinous depth. Sophisticated, billowing, and creamy. I very much enjoy this and am so glad to have obtained a partial bottle secondhand; it pairs especially well with Persephone's Ascent, but I love it with all my jasmine/honeysuckle/white floral perfumes.
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In the wet form, the nuttiness from macademia is strong and there's something sweet in the foreground but it doesn't smell like white chocolate to me. As the scent develops the sweet aspect starts to smell like buttery popcorn? I'm guessing it's the white chocolate. As it dries down the nuttiness and white chocolate become more balanced.
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No, you've definitely helped!! Thank you so, so much! This has helped a lot! 😊💖
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Luna-pythia. I think shampoo vibes depends on your shampoo....i don't use scented shampoo. I also have not sniffed Startling Sack. I will say since strawberry is in so many products I can see the nexus. I am very picky with fruits, i don't like many. Rat crackers specifically gives me a scented candle vibe. I mean it would make a great shampoo scent? Beths champagne note had always given me actual champagne (vs shampoo or lotion) and its reserved in this blend. Sorry I can't be of more help
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I hope it's okay to ask, but does it give shampoo vibes? My concern is the champagne note like Startling Sack O’Ladybugs (notes: Strawberry-chunked prosecco) smelled like clean strawberry shampoo to me...
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It smells sticky sweet. The marshmellow leans more vanilla to my nose. There is some cardboard scent in the background which makes it slightly dry and not overwhelmingly sweet. In the dry down the cardboard scent disappears so it's mostly sweet.
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Anne Bonny fans, take note: this is the frankincense in that blend or I'll eat my shoe! I would layer this with Anne Bonny and add the Palo Santo & Patchouli hair gloss and smell better than 99.99% of the human population on any given day. Such an essential Duet!
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Pleasant, friendly, clean, and the dead leaves note lends it a touch of outdoorsyness. Pretty high throw, especially when wet, but inoffensive enough to play nice in a crowd. Unfortunately not to my tastes, which trend darker and earthier. I thought I might get lucky with the skin musk, as I do enjoy Flaming June and You May House Their Bodies, but musks can be difficult for be (especially white or "pale" musks), and this one plays more like a clean skin than the more funky version.
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You pray in your distress and in your need; would that you might pray also in the fullness of your joy and in your days of abundance. For what is prayer but the expansion of yourself into the living ether? And if it is for your comfort to pour your darkness into space, it is also for your delight to pour forth the dawning of your heart. And if you cannot but weep when your soul summons you to prayer, she should spur you again and yet again, though weeping, until you shall come laughing. When you pray you rise to meet in the air those who are praying at that very hour, and whom save in prayer you may not meet. Therefore let your visit to that temple invisible be for naught but ecstasy and sweet communion. For if you should enter the temple for no other purpose than asking you shall not receive: And if you should enter into it to humble yourself you shall not be lifted: Or even if you should enter into it to beg for the good of others you shall not be heard. It is enough that you enter the temple invisible. I cannot teach you how to pray in words. God listens not to your words save when He Himself utters them through your lips. And I cannot teach you the prayer of the seas and the forests and the mountains. But you who are born of the mountains and the forests and the seas can find their prayer in your heart, And if you but listen in the stillness of the night you shall hear them saying in silence, “Our God, who art our winged self, it is thy will in us that willeth. It is thy desire in us that desireth. It is thy urge in us that would turn our nights, which are thine, into days which are thine also. We cannot ask thee for aught, for thou knowest our needs before they are born in us: Thou art our need; and in giving us more of thyself thou givest us all.” A scent for wordless communion, an immersion with the divine: silver frankincense and white myrrh, blue lotus absolute and white sandalwood.
