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Everything posted by Invidiana
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Oooooh, this really is a cold, abandoned Gothic church which at the same time has a very "touchable" feeling; I believe that's the white mist congealing into flesh note, which probably has something to do with white musk or skin musk, both of which I love . It's a beautiful clash of cold stone and warm flesh, dark and light, life and death. Sarah is a very mysterious and come-hither blend, another one that's going to make him want to come just a *little* bit closer to see what exactly that perfume is. For those of you afraid it might smell too much like Sunday Mass, fear not; the liturgical incense is just a faded memory in the background and doesn't invade your nostrils.
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This is an eerie dark floral along the lines of Midnight. I was a little worried about the grave soil, but no dirt shows up on me; it's probably a background note that tempers the heliotrope and blood accord to keep them from getting cloyingly sweet. The way the blood accord turns to a berry-spice scent on me adds an edge to this blend; definitely not a pansy floral, but more of an evil garden waiting to eat you alive
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I was a little nervous about this one, but finally caved because of both my love of vampires and the blood accord and knowledge of what wonderful things dragon's blood does on me. The gamble was worth it. Again, maybe it's my skin that amps sweetness--and dragon's blood is sweet and turns into a deep spiced berry on me--but Lord Ruthven isn't butch on me at all. I'm really getting that wonderful sweet and spicy blood accord at the top, with shadows of leather and a faint whiff of cologne in the background. I'm not letting any guy borrow this when it comes out as such a deeply sexy womanly scent on me!
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Wow. This is the apple to peel, core and otherwise mash all other apples into sauce . I do have the type of skin that amps sweet stuff, so apple is one I especially have to be careful with since it can potentially turn into pure sugar on me. Not here. The ruby-red cranberry blending beautifully with the apple in the forefront and *hint* of cider in the background make this into one juicy and delicious treat that I'm so tempted to take a bite out of, except I need to remind myself that if I did that I'd actually be taking a huge chunk out of my wrist. It's the Apple Queen to that same year's Pumpkin Queen!
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Fear not: this isn't a gaudy 70's perfume dominating your nostrils but rather the faintest whispers of one, wrapped in the haze of white musk and covered in a certain frostiness. For some reason it makes me think of a glittering disco that suddenly had a window break and a blast of snow come rushing in. An icy, come-hither scent.
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On me this is a melange of sweet, spicy and shadowy dark fruits; if there was such a thing as a "firefruit", Rage would be it. Dragon's blood comes out like tangy, bloody spiced berries on my skin, and that fruitiness furthered by the mandarin and blackcurrant turns absolutely delicious, with the black amber keeping it in sexy, not cloying, territory. Not really getting much floral stuff, but I don't think something too floral would be appropriate to embody the scent of rage anyway. Considering seeking a bottle of this...if one ever surfaces.
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Eris is a very fierce candylike scent--I'm particularly getting Watermelon Jolly Rancher--but the spices still keep it in "fierce" territory. I have no idea whether watermelon is a prominent note or the watermelon-like essence comes from the mingling of one of the florals with the fruit; usually I'm not a huge fan of watermelon, but the way it's fired up by the spices here makes this blend an exception. This is where I thank my skin for amping things like cinnamon
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This is exactly what it says--frosty night-blooming flowers . The whtie mint isn't too overpowering or antiseptic, just gives the right frostbitten touch to everything else. I could swear there were juniper berries or some form of juniper in this, but it must be the mingling of other scents playing tricks on my nose. It reminds me of going Christmas tree shopping on a frosty night with the previous week's snow frozen over to ice; cool, crisp and enchanting.
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Oh yes. I love almond, and almond loves me. I'm getting the sense there is also almond flower in this because there seems to be a light floral backdrop, as if this is one of those wedding croquembouches studded with white flowers. And the caramel just makes it flat-out decadent. I need to resist biting myself!
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This is definitely one hell of a sexy blend for a special guy--dark, shadowy, mysterious and loaded with lip-smacking evil --and while I love to smell it, it's just too strong and too butch on me. Maybe it would work applied with an extremely light hand and layered with some vanilla. However, I'd definitely consider getting a bottle for my future boyfriend...whoever that is.
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If there is a color that comes to mind when I smell this, it's a deep, velvety blackened purple with just a hint of red iridescence. It's a lovely and darkly delicious concoction of sweet resins, dark currants and night-blooming flowers that create an irresistable veil of mystery. There is a gorgeous vanilla undertone, which I think is brought on by the benzoin. Love!
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Oh yes, I'm getting shrouded in shadows I love All these notes just meld harmoniously into a smoky black veil, and the anise, which does spicy-sexy wonders on my skin, is definitely making itself known. Melainis just envelops me in a wonderful bittersweet blackness, like sinking my teeth into deep, dark sweets in a somky room.
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This makes me think of something spicy and fruity--like a sort of a light spiced punch, except without any boozy notes (not that I'm opposed to boozy notes ). For those afraid of baby powder, I'm not getting any prominent baby powder at all; maybe it just adds to the sweetness without invading my nostrils. The honey is definitely a plus; it gives a "golden-sweet" feel to this blend. Yum!
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This really does remind me of an abandoned castle, and I can say that in earnest because I've been to the Tower of London. It's got a very similar stony, mossy feel with the whispered memory of roaring fires in the now-dormant fireplaces...and also an added element which you can't smell in the Tower of London; the blood. It's there alright, sharp and haunting, adding a tangy edge to this blend that you can't stop sniffing.
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This is very difficult to describe--I think Beth just hit the nail on the head best with "gellid coldness". I know this isn't physically possible but I *swear* my nostrils freeze momentarily whenever I sniff it. Numb doesn't come out antiseptic on my skin, just like a blast of wintry ozone; makes me think of standing outside in the middle of a snowstorm when the temperature hits ten below and not a trace of green is in sight.
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Gibbous Moon is in the same vein as Blue Moon but more watery and breezy. Like Sportive Sun, the notes here come together towards the same end of evoking "the innumerable days"--in this case, miles and miles of moonlit ocean stretching towards eternity. For anyone afraid of cucumber *raises hand* it isn't a prominent "cucumber" note at all, just an element of the coolness in this blend.
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This is in the same vein as Gibbous Moon, but slightly sweeter and a bit more mysterious. For cucumber haters--and believe me, I'm one myself--the cucumber in this isn't prominent at all; it's just an element of the coolness in the blend, not detectable as a distinct "cucumber" scent. The bouquet of night-blooming flowers is sweet enough but not cloying, and the Asian woods account for a good part of the allure. For some reason, it makes me think of blue fairies flitting in the woods on a summer night
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Dia is light and feminine but at the same time still manages to throw on a veil of alluring mystery, which keeps it from being a pansy scent. The first four notes are all white but not a floral whisper that fades but rather more like white seduction The tobacco flower seems to add a slight bit of smoke that will make him want to come hither just a little more....
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This really does convey the essence of a huntress in the forest with the woods and musk, but there also seems to be a certan tang that makes me think of blood-soaked berries I know there's no such mention of a thing like that in the notes, but maybe the combination of the other notes makes for this feral and alluring touch that evokes the heat of a pounding heart approaching danger.
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I would have to put this one on the pedestal as my favorite of the Bards of Irleand series. If you have a thing for bottled decadence like I do, you *must* give it a try. It's the memory of gilded opulence, velvety luxury with plates of sticky, delectable desserts (thank you honey and redcurrant!) lingering around a desolate, windblown place whose splintering buildings have been all but abandoned. The patchouli, labdanum and black musk really make for a lovely dark shadow over the Deserted Village.
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Peat and rolling grass-covered hills, with wine-dappled heather, white clover, cloudberry, juniper berry, bluebell, dandelion, and cross-leaved heath. I'm definitely getting the berries and greenery as the two prominent notes here, and how I love juniper berry I've never even touched, let alone smelled, a cloudberry but itmust be responsible for the delicious fruity backdrop. With time there is a sense of a springy floral background, but not a headache-inducing one; more like wildflowers in a cool breeze. Bluebell is enchanting on its own, and it definitely adds an enchanting touch to this.
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This reminds me somewhat of Irish Spring, except more complex. The cold rushing waters and surrounding evergreens are definitely there, but unlike the soap there's a dark side to this fragrance, and you know me and anything with a dark side I think that mainly the clove, oude, and frankincense are responsible for this wonderful depth, and for anyone afraid of rose, I didn't get any at all. Eanach Duin is very much like a night during that transitional time between winter and spring when the snow is just starting to melt into damp earth and river waters are bursting through the ice again.
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As I was anxiously waiting for this to arrive in my mailbox, I had my fingers crossed the entire time that it smelled just like it does outside now that it's officially November--burning leaves overcome with a heavy chill. November didn't disappoint! That's exactly what it is, the weather in New Jersey right now, frosted dry leaves with fireplace smoke wafting in the distance, and do I detect a trace of evergreen? Beautiful.
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Wow, this one was totally worth the arm, leg, and tip of a finger I shelled out for it on Ebay . It's all smoky, smoldering boozy goodness sweetened just enough by the vanilla and with a touch of spice. Beth's brimstone note is as glorious here as it is in The Hell-Gate of Ireland. Sexy as hell--or, should I say, a hellhound.
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Oh yes. Of course, I had to get a Shakespeare-inspired scent, and Richard III did not disappoint. This is deep, dark, smoky frozen evergreens veiled in the mystery of musk, sweetened ever so slightly by the clove and nutmeg into one villainous decadent pleasure Note that I do tend to amp warm spices, which always come out somewhat sweet on my skin--maybe they come out bitter on others', I don't know, but what my own chemistry does totally works for me. Christmas trees have nothing on this stuff!