doomsday_disco
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“O father, my father, and saw you not plain, The Erl-King’s pale daughter glide past thro’ the rain?” — “O yes, my loved treasure, I knew it full soon; It was the grey willow that danced to the moon.” Moonlit mist clinging to skin the color of ghost lilies, pearlescent and cold. A spectral musk possessing the sheen of river water at night.
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A sun-warmed bloom, its fragrance unfurls in lush waves: rich and creamy, like chocolate and nectar mingling in the sultry air. A scent both decadent and wild, glistening with heady sweetness.
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A fragrance of celestial revelry: the galaxy whirling in ecstatic fragments of light, joy caught mid-orbit. An effervescent constellation of scent: dazzling points of neroli and sugared lemon flashing like meteors. Electric ozone and crystalline lavender swirl in radiant arcs, luminous as a comet’s tail, with golden heliotrope and night-blooming jasmine stardust. Henri-Edmond Cross
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Freshly roasted coffee beans releasing their dark, velvety warmth amongst ribbons of molten caramel and a haze of deliciously radiant golden amber.
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“Good morning, Eeyore,” said Pooh. “Good morning, Pooh Bear,” said Eeyore gloomily. “If it is a good morning,” he said. “Which I doubt,” said he. “Why, what’s the matter?” “Nothing, Pooh Bear, nothing. We can’t all, and some of us don’t. That’s all there is to it.” “Can’t all what?” said Pooh, rubbing his nose. “Gaiety. Song-and-dance. Here we go round the mulberry bush.” “Oh!” said Pooh. He thought for a long time, and then asked, “What mulberry bush is that?” “Bon-hommy,” went on Eeyore gloomily. “French word meaning bonhommy,” he explained. “I’m not complaining, but There It Is.” Every solid friend group has at least one goth kid representing. Soft grey musk, pink thistle, lavender ash, tea leaves, pale iris, grey lilac, and rain-soaked moss. Each purchase of Gloomily, Gloomily comes with a 1/32 oz imp of The Donkey’s Tail. The Donkey’s Tail is not available for sale on its own, and make sure you keep it safe as you never know where it might end up.
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Buttercream-frosted angel food cake and a smear of strawberry lip gloss.
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Pomegranate and Pistachio Cream.
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Sore trembled the father; he spurr’d thro’ the wild, Clasping close to his bosom his shuddering child; He reaches his dwelling in doubt and in dread, But, clasp’d to his bosom, the infant was dead! The death of innocence, a dirge for joy: black currant, labdanum tar, and myrrh.
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Voluptuous Bulgarian rose unfurls like crimson silk, met by the dark, resinous warmth of freshly cracked coffee beans.
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A rapidly melting tower of vanilla ice cream thoroughly glooped with marshmallow sauce and amethyst syrup, speared with shards of waffle cone.
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A velvety, sophisticated concoction for the ages!
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Now this is the Law of the Jungle — as old and as true as the sky; And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the Wolf that shall break it must die. As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk the Law runneth forward and back — For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack. – Rudyard Kipling A scent for strength through solidarity against the encroaching horrors of authoritarianism. Silvered fir, life-giving soil and immovable stone, black sage, rue, hellebore accord, winter moss, cypress, fossilized amber resin, and vetiver. May the thundering chorus of our voices — entwined, rising, unbreakable — scatter the darkness.
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A glass raised to the celebratory spirit of Pride, in defiance of everything conspiring to our collective downfall. *clink* The convivial scent of a Tequila Sunrise (tequila, crème de cassis, lime juice, and sparkling soda water) splashed in the brick-lined gutter.
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Raspberry punch with elderberry liqueur, lemon juice, a splash of gin, and a smattering of Victoria sponge crumbs.
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Each purchase of Gloomily, Gloomily comes with a 1/32 oz imp of the Donkey’s Tail. The Donkey’s Tail is not available for sale on its own, and make sure you keep it safe as you never know where it might end up. “That Accounts for a Good Deal,” said Eeyore gloomily. “It Explains Everything. No Wonder.” Doubles as a bell-pull: a beribboned strip of French lavender, bourbon vanilla, silver thistle, grey musk, pink silk, and well-loved grey cotton.
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A molten heart of slow-cooked milk caramel swirled with vanilla bean and a faint whisper of toasted coconut.
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“O wilt thou go with me, thou loveliest boy? My daughter shall tend thee with care and with joy; She shall bear thee so lightly thro’ wet and thro’ wild, And press thee, and kiss thee, and sing to my child.” An ethereal lure crafted with milk and honey.
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An experiment in single-notes that never went live.
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Ugh, you guys/gals/non-binary pals. This may be the least lavender-y of all of this year's Lavender Kitchen scents that I've tried (the only one I didn't try was the seed bread one because I already have Lavender Rosemary Baguette), but I couldn't help swooning whenever I smelled it. This is the most delicious carrot cake scent I have ever smelled! I get lots of rich cream cheese frosting and cinnamon swirled cake-y goodness. It easily beats out Astrid's Carrot Cake Petit Four (too heavy on the spice) and Possets' Mrs. Rabbit's Carrot Cake (which went weird on me during the drydown). I'm not even the biggest carrot cake fan (I mean, I like it, but it's not a cake I'd generally choose over others), and this made me wish I had a piece of it in front of me. I could not stop huffing my arm, and whenever I got a whiff of it from the throw, it was just divine. A decant will not be enough!
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Nothing beats that classic fluffy, bouncy texture, rendered eternally moist thanks to shreds of fresh carrot, delicately spiced and slathered in lavender cream cheese icing – including the obligatory carrot on top, piped in purple frosting.
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Lavender Honey Wine is probably the 2025 Lavender Kitchen scent that is strongest on the lavender, at least out of the gate. At first, it's a blast of herbal lavender, backed by some honey. Over time, the lavender calms down and gives way to the honey wine, and you can tell it's wine and not honey, as there's a bit of fruity booziness to it. By the end of the day, it's honey wine tinged with just a bit of lavender. I like this one, but it doesn't leave me swooning like several of this year's Lavender Kitchen scents have. I'll probably retest this before it goes away to see if I need more of it. But for now, I'm definitely keeping the decant and will probably use it as a sleep scent.
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A goblet of pale liquid gold infused with an almost iridescent shimmer of lavender essence.
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I blind bottled this knowing it would be full of win, and indeed, it is! This is exactly what it says on the tin. I'm getting lots of lavender, marshmallow, and vanilla, with the marshmallow becoming increasingly floofier over time on my skin. The lavender is most noticeable during the first few hours, and then the scent mostly becomes about the marshmallow and vanilla. The vanilla ice cream note is not the same as the one featured in Detestable Putrescence, so if you like lavender, and that particular vanilla ice cream scent didn't work on you, it's still worth giving this one a shot. I'm basic and hoard lavender and vanilla scents, and this one has marshmallow, so I'm going to need more than one bottle in my life.
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An oil crafted to help your emotional, mental, and physical stamina, especially during times of stress and duress. Contains: Dracaena draco, blood orange, licorice root, master root, sampson snake root chips, sassafras, and lemon.