anomie
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But I do think that citrus scents are quite popular among teenagers. Not sure why; it could be that we're conditioned to think citrus is appropriate for our age, or maybe we feel oily and self-conscious.Yeah, the only perfume I wore in high school was Clinique Happy. Hee!
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In bottle: All buttercream, with a faint wisp of boozy fruit.
Wet: Definitely smelling the bourbon, but it's still mostly buttercream frosting.
Drydown: Oh, wow. I can definitely tell that this is the heavy, dusty scent of blackberries on the vine. They're splashed with bourbon, and resting comfortably on a much weaker bed of frosting.
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I think that by the time you're a teenager, the general threads about recommendations and reviews can apply. Little kids might have problems with the really strong or heavy scents, but teenagers are close enough to being adults that they could wear pretty much anything. My 15-year-old sister tried on some Lust (I had the box of imps out and it was on the top of the pile) and loved it, for example.
Plus, most teenagers (well, the girls, at least) are already experimenting with their appearance, with makeup and clothes, etc. Scent would just be another manifestation of that.
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I think if I wore my Celestial moisturizer and MB Underpants or Beaver Moon, I would be tempted to eat myself. Mmmmm, creamy goodness.
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In Imp: Perfumed fountains in a rose garden. Very warm and glittering scent.
Wet: The jasmine is coming out now, tempered with something darker.
Dry: Rose has staged a cunning comeback! It blends with the jasmine and the darker scent - could be the amber or the orris, I'm unfamiliar with those - into a complex whole. It's very grown up, which leaves me feeling like I've gone from training wheels to a giant black Harley.
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In the imp: Pure vanilla buttercream frosting. Are you sure I'm not allowed to drink this? Sniffing again, I think I detect that boozy undertone of the rum.
Wet: The slightly dusty note of sandalwood is coming out now, as if I leaned past the frosting and got a whiff of the pantry itself.
Dry: The sweetness is almost gone; sandalwood and saffron are dominant, with just a hint of the butter and vanilla to mellow them out. Love!
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In the bottle: heavy incense and florals, blossoms drooping under their own weight.
Dry: the incense has mellowed, and now it's a slighly soapy floral top note. Still very lush, though.
Later: Oh, no... the same thing that happened with Osun is happening here. It's gone all powdery!
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Venice
in Wanderlust
In the imp: Lemon with something fuzzy underneath.
Wet: Lemon hand soap, like you get in restaurant bathrooms.
Dry: Great, now I smell like a honey lemon cough drop.
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Wet: Starts out smelling like pee. Yeah, I know. Ugh. Then changes to a very heavy floral.
Dry: That same heavy, thick floral, like standing in the middle of a steamy greenhouse. I can smell the incense scents, but it's just resonating as unclean on my skin rather than smoky or fragrant.
I'm not woman enough for this scent.
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Uranus
in Celestials
Ow, ow, ow! Nothing but sharp, blunt clove. It hurts to smell. And my skin's itching a little, too.
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In bottle: Wet, astringent herbal.
Wet: Still very green and herbal, stinging the nose, with a faint undertone of purple and sweetness.
Dry: More of that purple scent. Must be the orchid coming out to play. I'm only getting the very faintest whiff of rose, though, and it's all powder.
Verdict: Not a keeper. I love rose scents, but it's too drowned out for me.
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In imp: Wet, fresh floral. Very green, like standing in a garden as opposed to a florist's shop.
Wet: Still very floral, and a whiff of detergent - but not in a bad way at all.
Dry: The vanilla comes out just enough to back up the rose and jasmine. I love it.
Verdict: Why are my two favorites so far ancient LEs? Alas. This isn't heavy on me at all, and perfect for the edge of spring as it bleeds into summer.
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In the imp: Chocolate. But not Hershey's waxy uck. More like a lovely bar of Cadbury's Dairy Milk. Mmm.
Wet: More like a brownie - a little more cakey and dry.
Dry: Yeah, still a brownie. But one made with very high-quality cocoa and some Ghirardelli chocolate chips tossed in.
Verdict: Dunno. I've got a Devil's Food Cake spray that's quite similar, so I might pass this along to someone else.
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In the bottle: Clean, with a very faint undertone of something fruity, but not lemon. Pear, I think.
Wet: Much the same, with that slight fruit scent.
Dry: The fruit's gone. Smells just like laundry on a warm spring day, not cold or chemical and faintly scented with the neighbor's garden. (And believe me, I know - my dad stops using the dryer as soon as it hits fifty degrees outside!)
Verdict: I want more so that I can turn it into a room scent. And possibly wear it on days when I feel like Febreeze-ing myself.
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Osun
The Goddess of the Hand Mirror, Maiden of Love. Osun is the Goddess of beauty, love, enchantment, elegance, and pleasure. Her charm and incomparable lovliness is such that it can be felt, sensed, and not merely seen. Osun holds the secrets of our deepest and most complex feelings. She is intuition, pure and idealized love, the tingling sensation of pleasurable anticipation, the sensual movement of seduction and sexuality, and quick breath before climax. Osun is the pleasure of the senses, refinement, and the patroness of artistic endeavors that bring delight to the world. She compels us to express our deepest, truest feelings, and is the mother of our tears of happiness, tears of bitter grief, and the swelling of our hearts with love, hate, lust and fierce joy. She is the harlot and the virgin, who bestows unbridled carnal pleasure and also shows the path to purity of the spirit and virtuous intentions. She represents tenacity, the will to live and the drive to acquire, and the desire for achievement and fine possessions. She is the sublimely sweet and the revolting sour that we taste in life. She is charm used to every conceivable end, and is credited with bringing currency and the concept of money into the world, and is therefore the Patroness of Prostitutes and Courtesans. She is a great Witch, and has a multitude of brews, charms, and potions and always has a trick up her billowing, beautiful yellow sleeves. She is the youngest of the Orishas, and is a symbol of the most recent of nature’s evolutions: civilization. She teaches us to take care of ourselves, to pamper ourselves, and to find and express the beauty in ourselves, in others, and in our world. She is the sweet water of the stream, sustaining life. She is the Goddess of fine art, debate, sanitation, grooming, oratory arts, and temples and theatres. She is the act of landing the settlement that becomes a nation. She shows us that time must be made for leisure, amusement and contemplation, for a life of unending toil is an affront to her gifts, and diminishes the quality of life itself, and cripples our ability to conceive new, innovative ideas and create compelling works of art. All work and no play is not an option. It is Osun that provides us with the security, safety, comfort and prosperity that we require in order to make time for leisurely pursuits. Osun is the mirror that mankind holds up to itself, and she is the principle upon which all art is born. Osun’s symbols are hand mirrors, brass fans, brass needles, brass bells, sunflowers, and her creatures are the cricket and the peacock. Her ofrenda is thick with honey and herbs of love, passion and desire.In the bottle: Sweet, sweet honey, with a little bit of fruityness behind it. Reminds me of tasting honey in a farmer's market.
Wet: Still sweet, but I can definitely smell something astringent cutting the sweetness as well. And a bit powdery.
Dry: Wow, the honey's faded into the background. Now it's all dry greens, soapy and clean but grounded by the honey.
I love it. I think I need to add this to my "big bottle" list!
ETA: Oh, crap. An hour later, this has turned to something that reminds me way too much of my mother's sink drawer full of ancient makeup. Stale powders and dried-out lipsticks. I'll give it another try, but it's just not working.
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I only tried this once. It reminded me of a late August day in a friend's garden; hot, muggy, overpoweringly sticky. Something about the way the florals blend just made me want to go shower - or maybe it was that "hint of decay". So, despite loving jasmine in any form, I sent this along to a friend who loves the city.
BPAL oils that repel bugs, flies, mosquitoes, bees, insects?
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I don't know, guys. Saturday, while wearing Herbal Armor bugspray? Fifteen bug bites in three hours. Last night, while wearing a generic deet-based spray? One bite in an hour and a half. I like the idea of not wearing poisonous chemicals, but they really do just seem to work better. *shrug*