Invidiana

A rich scent by all means. The sticky dark juices of blackberry and pomegranate really make their presence known here, and the patchouli gives just a hint of dark earthiness. If you're a patchouli-phobe, it barely comes out in this at all; just gives it a a nice depth. I can't make out the heliotrope and bergamot specifically, but that's probably because they meld seamlessly with the more prominent notes to add more dimension. This is one delicious (and calorie-free!) bat

Snow-covered pines, witches herbs, bestial musk, flax, and ethereal flowers that represent both birth and death. This is one amazing evergreen! There is a wonderful cold quality to this scent that makes me feel I can almost touch the cold, crisp pines laden with snow. It's the background that sets it apart from mere Yankee Candle territory--not that I have anything against those, because I hoard them for the house--but Frau Holle is taken to another level by the musky, mysterious background with just a hint of floral sweetness (which, again, strikes me like the florals in Perchta that seem to turn into delicious berries on me, which is what these do is well). Behind the Christmasy pines, this blend has something enticingly sinsiter overshadowing it, like murky shadows in the depths of a forest. Love!

A wonderfully woodsy and smoky scent, sweetened just slightly by amber and florals. There is a certain eerie allure about this scent, probably brought on by the "skin warmed by dance"note which I'm assuming to be some sort of sexy skin musk. When it mingles with the other notes, it creates what I imagine to be the essence of a medieval witches' sabbath in the heart of the Black Forest, drawing you closer and closer until you get completely sucked in.

Copal, precious woods, South American spices, agave nectar, cigar tobacco, and roses. An eerily regal concoction fit for a queen of the dead. For anyone afraid of roses, they're barely a whisper in the background. It's really the woods and spices that take the reins here and provide for an intoxicating, mysterious blend. The agave nectar adds just the right amount of sweetness without making this too foody--because while I love foody scents, I just don't think too much foodiness would work here--and the cigar tobacco adds the final beguilidng touch by shrouding everything in smoke. I could swear there is something reminscent of the tang of blood in the background...

Forget what it says in the description, this smells like a dark, intoxicating blend of berries, evergreens and anise. Maybe the black poppy and incense comprise the anise part, the geranium and sweet benzoin give the illusion of berries and the rosewood and lavender hint at evergreens. Whatever this is, on me it just morphs into something AMAZING--a wintry and ever so slightly slightly spicy pitch-darkness.

Rich purple musk, moonflower, red sandalwood, black amber, oakmoss, copal, lavender, neroli, tobacco, and pomegranate. I love purple musk, and it certainly doesn't disappoint here. It comes to the forefront along with the resins, smoke and dripping bloody pomegranate, creating one gorgeous crimson shadow that will certainly cast a spell on anyone who catches a whiff of it. Another one of those blends where I was always finding something new. Beautifully bewitching!

This scent really is "diabolical voluptuousness" encapsulated. I don't know how Beth does it, but...she did. For anyone afraid of violets and/or roses, as I've heard a lot of people are, they're barely a whisper in this scent. What really takes the forefront is the deep, seductive red musk and blood accord lashed with the evergreens, all of which blend into those earthy, shadowy "hypnotic" undertones that take it to new sinister heights. A complex and mysterious scent that had me sniffing over and over again and finding something new every time. A definite winner!

What had me doubtful after a straight sniff from the bottle bloomed into a rich, intense, seductive spiced wood with an earthy shadow. It's a searing blood rush of a passion-frenzied scent that I could definitely use to my advantage when going out...

Forget that this is part of the Summer Garden series, it's a totally appropriate winter scent too. I LOVE molasses, and I can definitely smell it here, thick and dark. If you're a molasses fan, you absolutely *need* to try this. The sweet foodiness of the red currant, molasses, and vanilla cream mixes flawlessly with the earthy mystery of the moss and patchouli to create a scent that's just as enchanting as its namesake.

I want to nom my wrist off. This is a yummy, buttery, sugary snickerdoodle (did I mention sugary?) It starts completley buttery and vanilla, and the cinnamon comes out after a couple of minutes. It smells so true to the real thing you actually think a batch of them is baking in the kitchen until you realize it's just the perfume you have on

Holy tubular Tuesday, Batman...this is p-r-o-v-o-c-a-t-i-v-e. Perversion is the seductive non-butch sister of DeSade that a woman can totally wear, and how. The booze drenches the leather in intoxication, the tonka gives it tempting lusciousness and the smoke throws a veil of mystery over it. All in all, it's smoky, spicy leather with just the right splash of booze perfect for a night out...or in . Dirty, sexy and downright delicious; definitely getting a bottle after all the Yule madness has died down!

On me this came out to two things: lilacs and wintergreens, even there is neither lilac nor wintergreen listed in the notes. On their own and mixed with other notes, lavender and anise each turn out lovely on my skin, but I think the combination of the two just went all wrong in this case and turned into a thick fog of Easter lilacs and wintergreen mints Again, both lilac and wintergreen are lovely notes on thier own and in the right blends, but in this case the bouncer at the Tavern of Hell kicked me out.

This is a really strange morpher on me. At first, I'm intrigued by the contrast of cold aquatics and memory of tropical flowers and incense. As time passes different notes get their turn to come to the surface; ocean, incense, florals. However, in the end it just turns into an extremely sweet tropical fruit/flower/incense cocktail that gets to the point of being cloying. If it could have stayed in its first stage the whole way through, I would have been a convert.

This is way too butch and heavy on me, but it evokes De Sade alright, of whom I'm a huge fan (ever read his diary? You'd think people didn't put that stuff on paper in those days!). I like smelling it, just not on myself; I'd rather be doing reprehensible things with a gorgeous guy who has it on

This was one I wanted to try for a while and LdyKnight was kind enough to include a surprise imp of it in my package When the first note of something says "grapefruit", I usually think astringent, but that might just be from one too many bad candle experiences. But the fact alone that it's vampire related meant I *had* to try it. Vampire Tears isn't astringent at all--it's Froot Loops! Like lemon lollipops and Froot Loops. And for those of you afraid of honeysuckle, I didn't get any at all. Doesn't exactly make me think of vampire tears, and while it isn't something I'd put on for fall and winter I'll definitely be hunting a bottle of this come spring.

This is velvety red rose made sexier by dragon's blood (which gives the rose a lovely deep berry-ish undertone on me ) mingled with light woods. If dragon's blood reacts similarly on you, you DEFINITELY ought to try this--it's like a rose-berry cocktail with an evergreen sprig. The Dole is just one of the many examples of how Beth can work her magic with rose and turn it from the eau de old lady we all dread to something gorgeous in the right blend

Wow. Since I've read a couple books involving Chinese whorehouses and opium dens (hey, The Good Earth is pretty raunchy stuff!) , I couldn't resist because I needed a piece of the debauchery without turning into a ming ji (top whore in the district) This is rich, sensual, decadent, spicy, provocative...it must be an aphrodisiac. It's like savoring a pleasurably high-calorie dessert in a smoky room in Shanghai, with incense and opium vapors circling overhead. The Asian spices give it that final mysterious touch that begs for just one more sniff (and another, and another...) A keeper for sure

First off, do not do not do not be scared of the "dusty black wool." This isn't Grandma's ancient sweater that's been stewing in mothballs since the Nixon era. If anything, the "wool" component is just a general softness that tempers the black pepper to give this blend a pleasant hazy smokiness, like a room that had a fire going the previous night and still has some smoke clinging to it in the morning. I loved the sweet creaminess of the tea with cream and beeswax, which was very comforting. All in all, this blend is soft and sweet yet at the same time eerie and ever so slightly unsettling--a perfect contrast

I would describe this as a reddish-purplish autumn scent with flashes of gold; spicy dark fruits--the pomegranate, elderberry, black cherry, plum and apple--all blended togethe with spices with just a tad of dryness from the wheat, sorghum, tea leaf, sage and bamboo. The hazelnut, shagbark and hickory add a rich nutty and woody undertone for the finishing touch. A very deep, rich and complex autumn scent that is also deliciously sensual!

This is warm, rich, sweet Irish coffee...I can just taste the Bailey's ...and it seems like there's osmething delicious baking in the background, but maybe that's just one of the aftereffects of the coffee mixing with the wood. As for the "dusty tomes", I'm a bibliophile and I love the smell of old books; in this case, there's just a whisper of it here, just enough to give the air of an antique library but not an overdose that makes the whole scent dangerously dusty and musty. The wood notes blend beautifully with the coffee, and again might be repsonsible for the "baking" undertone but also have a faint yet distinct presence all their own that only makes the blend richer. Can't wait to see how this ages!

There is something about this so otherworldly that for a moment it puts you in a waking dream. Reading the somewhat long list of florals in the description you may think, oh no, is that gardenia?! (yes, I run away from my aunt's gardenia soaps too) but at least on me it was anything but. I'm guessing it was the blue musk that really provided the surreal air of this scent, because there was just something about it that grabs onto you and can't let go, and I got a little of that (though not as prominent) in Under the Harvest Moon as well, which also has blue musk. The florals in this are just an ethereal veil for the shadows of olibanum, clove, tonka, oakmuss grounded in a haze of blue musk. I can't really pick out one dominant note in this blend--it's just pure enchantment and a true bottled version of "encroaching darkness". A masterpiece!

My skin normally loves everything--and I mean everything! Of all the bottles on my stash list and all those I have from other etailers, every single one loves me, and I love them all back. Until I encountered this vengeful groundhog. In description and in the bottle, it seems like the type of sweet foody scent I like--though I couldn't help but notice that at the first bottle sniff I sensed some sort of weird undertone, but I assumed my skin would just amp all the good dessert-y stuff and it wouldn't show up. Was I ever wrong. Most of the delicious-sounding stuff quickly faded, save the cinnamon, but even that--one of my favorite notes--was overpowered by this very strange and powerful overtone that made me borderline nauseous. I don't know what it was, but it must be the blend that consitutes "cranky groundhog musk". Musks usually do wonderful sexy things on me, but whatever this was, either the type of musk in itself or the way it blended with the other notes on my particular skin type just made me sick. I will never, ever put on anything inspired by the nether parts of enraged animals ever again.

I love both autumn and John Keats, so how could I resist? This is a cornucopia of autumn-foody goodness (very appropriate considering the label is a cornucopia) The bark, leaves and galangal add a wonderful outdoors-in-October undertone while the apple pulp and nutmeat are responsible for that rich, warm, irresistable aroma of a pie just out of the oven. Love!

In contrast to the feral, spicy Blood Moon '05 (which I also absolutely love), this is a more--dare I say meditative?--blend. I think it actually embodies the religious connotation really well with the swirl of incense, which, combined with the blood notes, makes it deep and thought-provoking. If I could compare it to a song, it would definitely be Peter Gabriel's Red Rain; dark, spiritual, meditative like I mentioned before. There is also something undoubtedly human about this scent, the warmth of human flesh that mixes beautifully with my skin and is reminscent of the humanity of Christ referenced in the description. A wonderful and respectful homage

Lilith Victoria is sexy and comforting at once, if that's even possible. It's not exactly foody, even though the vanilla flower gives very slightly foody undertones, but that only adds to its beauty. Thankfull I'm not getting any fennel here, because I can't stand it in food so I don't exactly think we'd be friends in perfume terms either Wherever the fennel is, it probably blends in with everything else well enough so that it's not headache-inducing. The lavender isn't the in-your-face lavender of cheap bath salts but really what grounds the comforting part of the blend. Lovely!