MistressTera

Can anyone tell me if the Seven Sin oils have the regular GC labels, or if they have special labels?

Fresh From The Imp: Kind of sweet. Wet On My Flesh: This is very quiet, very light. I can see this being used for meditation. Drying Down: I'm trying to pick out the notes in this, and am having no luck. There's a sweet flower that I want to say is white, and something else. Hour To Integrate: Nothing left but powder. End Of Day/Final Report: As I like to know what I'm wearing, and since I'm not a big floral person anyhow, I'll be swapping this one.

Fresh From The Imp: I smell myrrh. Wet On My Flesh: This reminds me of the few times I've gone to Mass. Drying Down: It's a strange blend, this frankincense & myrrh. More than I was expecting, but less, somehow. I have no idea how to describe it. Hour To Integrate: Gone all smoky now. Pleasant, in a incense-y type of way. End Of Day/Final Report: If I had more uses for frankincense & myrrh, this would be a keeper. Alas, I don't, so I won't.

A salacious, lecherous, leering scent - dirty and dark, slapped with a wet sweetness. Earthy black patchouli swelling with apricot. Fresh From The Imp: Dirty patchouli. Wet On My Flesh: Exactly what it says: Earth and patchouli, with just a touch of apricot underneath. Drying Down: Dirt, dirt, and more dirt. It smells like I've been running my arm through a fresh-tilled garden. Run by hippies. Hour To Integrate: This earthy black patchouli makes my nose tickle. It's sort of like black pepper, in a way. I've lost all the apricot. End Of Day/Final Report: Definitely not something I'd wear. I keep catching a whiff and wondering how I got dirt on m'self.

Fresh From The Imp: Mm, dandelion. I love the smell of dandelion. Wet On My Flesh: This is going to be one of those odd combos that I thought I'd hate, but it turns out I love, isn't it? The dandelion is still strong, and I'm waiting to see if one of the other notes pops up. Drying Down: I must be getting the hops now with the dandelion, because what I'm smelling definitely isn't tobacco, hemp, or booze. Hour To Integrate: I must have missed the boozing somewhere. End Of Day/Final Report: Not at all what I expected. It's nice, but not something I'd keep.

Fresh From The Imp: Exactly like dried roses. Wet On My Flesh: There's a bit of dirt now with the roses. Drying Down: Lots of dirt now, and the musty scent of moss. The roses have seemed to disappear. Hour To Integrate: The roses are back, and the earth has disappeared. They're switching back and forth on me! End Of Day/Final Report: An interesting scent, and different from what I was expecting, but it's not really me.

Fresh From The Imp: Amber & musk. Quite tasty. Wet On My Flesh: I'm not getting any leather, but the musk and the amber are melding nicely. Drying Down: And the leather appears! It's not slapping me, but it sure made the musk and amber bow down. Hour To Integrate: It makes me think of a male version of Scherezade: Musky and dry, but without the spice and sweetness. End Of Day/Final Report: I wouldn't wear it, but my man might.

Fresh From The Imp: Maybe I'm crazy, but I'm reminded of leather and mint. Wet On My Flesh: It's not exactly leather that I'm smelling, but it's got the same dry tones to it. Drying Down: It reminds me of my grandfather, but I'm not getting *any* of the notes it's supposed to smell like. Hour To Integrate: Finally I can pick out some rose amongst the rest of the blend. End Of Day/Final Report: Not a scent I'd kill to have.

Fresh From The Imp: Slightly sweet, slightly spicy. Wet On My Flesh: I'm definitely getting florals, with a touch of neroli. Drying Down: Uh oh. It's slightly powdery now. The florals are still present. Hour To Integrate: Still floral, though the combination is making me think of licorice. The powder is gone, though. End Of Day/Final Report: Too floral for me.

Fresh From The Imp: Whoops, peaches. Big fat juicy peaches. Wet On My Flesh: Peach & myrtle. So far the peach is good, but I'm hoping I don't get that weird spit-smell I get with most peach related products. Drying Down: Still peachy, though not as strong. A hint of musk. Hour To Integrate: Not much peach left. It's sweetened into a nice, mellow blend. End Of Day/Final Report: While it's definitely one of the better ones I've tried, surprisingly enough, it's not one I'd want to keep around.

Fresh From The Imp: Golden sandalwood. That's definitely right. Wet On My Flesh: A bit of peach under the wood now. Drying Down: It's odd now. There's no peach, but a bit of sweetness from the vanilla and what I'm guessing is the amber is giving it a scent that reminds me of some medicine I've had to take in the past. Or maybe that's the heliotrope. Hour To Integrate: Sweet sandalwood and medicine. End Of Day/Final Report: No thanks. I'll swap this.

My man likes Scherezade and Jailbait on me, though not at the same time. And he just ordered me a bottle of Snake Charmer a few days ago, since he thought that would smell nice as well.

Fresh From The Imp: Floral, hint of lemon. Wet On My Flesh: Very strong florals; possibly lily? Drying Down: I'm reminded of dishwashing detergent; a strong floral that will cut through even the toughest grease. Hour To Integrate: Though mellowing a bit, this is still mostly floral, and I'm not a big floral person. End Of Day/Final Report: Swap it.

Fresh From The Imp: Bitter. Wet On My Flesh: Wood, and a touch of sweet that might be the fig. Drying Down: Definitely a touch of fig, underlying the musty wood that is either cedar or sandalwood. Hour To Integrate: I have determined that my skin amps woody scents, since this is the fourth blend that I've tried that comes out where I can only really make out the wood, though the wood isn't listed as a major component. End Of Day/Final Report: Unfortunately, not a keeper.

Fresh From The Imp: Very eye-opening; I'm getting a strong whiff of mint. Wet On My Flesh: On my wrist, it's still very strong, only now I've got a lot of lemon and what I'm almost tempted to call a Peppermint Patty, only it's not nearly as sweet. Drying Down: Every time I get a whiff of my wrist, my eyes pop open. Lemons and mint, mints and lemon. Hour To Integrate: It's mostly gone after an hour, leaving behind a hint of pine. End Of Day/Final Report: Definitely a keeper.

Fresh From The Imp: Mmm, cherries. Wet On My Flesh: A very citrus-like perfume is what I'm getting out of this. I don't smell the tea, and the cherries are adding just a touch of sweetness. Drying Down: It's blossoming out to give itself a hint of spice. It's almost like... candy cigarettes? Hour To Integrate: Now it's gone to powder, which is really too bad, since I liked it at the beginning. End Of Day/Final Report: Unfortunately, not a keeper. Into the swaps with you.

Fresh From The Imp: Very floral, in a sweet way. Wet On My Flesh: I can't pick out any particular flowers, but I'm definitely reminded of a florist's shop. Drying Down: Still floral. I was hoping for more "sexy" floral, but it's just plain "flowery" florals. Hour To Integrate: Very sharp flowers. My nose hurts. End Of Day/Final Report: Should I be so happy that I've found another LE that I don't much care for? My bank account, and my obsession with Khajuraho, thanks me.

Fresh From The Imp: Crisp and clean, like falling snow. Wet On My Flesh: Now I'm reminded of fresh-cut grass, though it's still a crisp/clean smell. Drying Down: Whoops. Now the fir is drowning out everything else on my wrist. I smell like a fresh-cut Christmas tree. Hour To Integrate: The fir has backed off, leaving a pleasant aroma behind. End Of Day/Final Report: While I like this, I don't like it enough to track it down and hoarde it.

I've made the mistake of trying on two lavenders at once: This, and Paris. This'll be interesting. Fresh From The Imp: Very lavender, with a hint of something tangy. Wet On My Flesh: And we've lost the lavender; I've heard that sniffing a bunch of the same thing will make the main scent go away, and cause secondary scents to come up. Mmm, lime. That must have been what the tang was. Drying Down: I can see where this is masculine; I'm getting images of my father's bodywash, Old Spice Sport or something strange like that. Hour To Integrate: Still very man-smelling. All of the notes are blended so well that I can't distinguish one from another. End Of Day/Final Report: As I'm not male, I'd prefer not to go around smelling like one. I'll pass this on.

I've made the mistake of trying on two lavenders at once: This, and Villian. This'll be interesting. Fresh From The Imp: Very lavender. Wet On My Flesh: And we've lost the lavender; I've heard that sniffing a bunch of the same thing will make the main scent go away, and cause secondary scents to come up. There's a hint of what must be lotus. Drying Down: Umm... It's reminding me of something, but I can't put my finger on it. Hour To Integrate: Scented votive candles. That's what it reminds me of. Some weird spicy floral candle. End Of Day/Final Report: *Not* a keeper.

Fresh From The Imp: Spicy! Wet On My Flesh: Cinnamon and... cedar, I want to say. There aren't any notes listed in the description, so I've got to wing this one. Drying Down: Definitely cedar. I might go out on a limb and say the spice I'm smelling is clove rather than cinnamon, since it seems to be a little more... clovey. Hour To Integrate: I'm certain it's not cinnamon now, but it might be allspice. Whatever it is, it's all I smell. End Of Day/Final Report: Not my thing, but I'm trying to collect the Voodoo Blends.

Fresh From The Imp: Faint, sorta floral. Wet On My Flesh: Definitely florals, with a little bit of dampness. Drying Down: It's getting stronger the longer it's on me (hopefully). Reminding me of bath salts in the tropical flower variety. Hour To Integrate: So much for stronger longer; it's nearly gone now. End Of Day/Final Report: While pretty, it's not really my style. Swap.

Fresh From The Imp: Reminds me of clovers. Wet On My Flesh: I can detect the tea slightly, under the other green smells. Drying Down: Definitely getting the tea now, with a touch of sage, but not much else. Hopefully the older stages show off the berries. Hour To Integrate: There's the fruit! I smell like a blackberry herbal tea now. End Of Day/Final Report: Not necessarily a bad smell, but not what I would want to wear. Swap.

Fresh From The Imp: Dank, decaying matter. Wet On My Flesh: Definitely smelling fungus of the earthy type. Interesting. Drying Down: No where near as bad as when I first opened the imp. I can almost get what I think is wine, and the earthy-mold smell has died into an odd, but not entirely bad soapy scent. Hour To Integrate: Sharp, yet old. This has very much changed from what it was to begin with. End Of Day/Final Report: While I can now see why folks might wear it, the opening stage is too much for me. Swap.

Fresh From The Imp: Grape bubblegum? Wet On My Flesh: I can smell some plant-like greenery. Drying Down: It's mellowed out a lot, leaving a bit of lily and some dark, underlying thing that I take to be the crocus. Hour To Integrate: I'm left with something that reminds me of baby wipes. It's not a bad smell, but it's not one that I would want to wear. End Of Day/Final Report: I'm sure that there are folks out there that this works on, and hopefully I'll be able to swap it with one of them.