Seajewel
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Worm-pink, gentle, and somnambulant: star jasmine, pink strawberry cream, coconut husk, blackcurrant, and red oud.
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A loathsome cologne: clove-studded fougere and a splash of tobacco.
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Salt-polished stone, seafoam, ocean spray, balsam, tobacco flower, white kelp, and black tea.
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Space Age technology: gleaming polished steel and a buzzy floral aldehyde.
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Iced birch, arching aspen branches, evergreen needles, snow-covered stone, and warm, iridescent amber.
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A pale cluster of lily of the valley bells swaying in a silent mist of champaca petals and sandalwood.
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Bourbon tobacco absolute, nagarmotha, vetiver, tomato leaf, gunpowder, yarrow stalks, brimstone, vervain, seared leather, and castoreum accord.
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A shape-shifting white flame, thrumming with otherworldly power: white amber, sheer vanilla husk, pale woods, yew sap, jasmine sambac, orris butter, white plum, and lily of the valley.
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Black leather, honeyed amber, and a bite of apple.
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An ink-black tangle of patchouli and vetiver roots dripping with amber sap surrounding a beating heart of myrrh, frankincense, gaïac, and red labdanum.
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This scent is.. uh… reminiscent of wires? My impression of what it would be like to recollect fond memories of wires? Evocative of wires? Pondering the wires of old: threads of copper, aluminum, steel, and silver, a bit of industrial lubricant, and frayed plastic.
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Ambergris accord, lilac mist, grey silk ambrette, wisteria, white frankincense, champa magnolia, and pink tea roses.
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The sugary contents of last night’s Trick-or-Treat bucket blasted with atomic particles at your local hospital, producing a stark image of ghostly treats cast in a greeny-white radioactive glow.
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A spun-sugar sunset of amber, tangerine, and raspberry jam.
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Salty tears streaming down cherry red cheeks.
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BPAL specializes in ominous banana perfumes, but it looks like we pushed this one too far. A deadly heel turn: slippery black banana peel, opoponax, green fig, vetiver, coconut, orange blossom, frankincense, and tobacco absolute.
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Even the brainiest femme fatale schemes are bound to collapse under the weight of a monstrous ego. The scent of defeat snatched from the jaws of success: a soft, satiny pink grapefruit punctured by a shiny metal drill bit.
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No judgment on whatever gets you off! Grave soil, mushroom spores, incense dust, green oud, and a joyless spurt of absinthe.
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Would watch this rom-com! Rumpled brown leather, black oud, balsam of peru, rosewood, blackcurrant, and a splash of aftershave.
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