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Jolly, jeering splats of red and black currants, neroli, and spiced apricot surrounding a grinning clang of spectral sandalwood musk. James Ensor
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You would know the secret of death. But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life? The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light. If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life. For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one. In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond; And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring. Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity. Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honour. Is the shepherd not joyful beneath his trembling, that he shall wear the mark of the king? Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling? For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? And what is it to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered? Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing. And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb. And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance. Ecstatic unbecoming: earth-warmed patchouli, sweet myrrh, terebinth, galbanum, gurjum balsam, and black amber.
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I think that woman gets out in the daytime! And I’ll tell you why—privately—I’ve seen her! I can see her out of every one of my windows! It is the same woman, I know, for she is always creeping, and most women do not creep by daylight. I see her on that long shaded lane, creeping up and down. I see her in those dark grape arbors, creeping all around the garden. I see her on that long road under the trees, creeping along, and when a carriage comes she hides under the blackberry vines. I don’t blame her a bit. It must be very humiliating to be caught creeping by daylight! Furtive, uncanny. Blackened blackberry bleeds onto bruised green leaves, crushed grass, and wet earth while tendrils of honeysuckle clutch and grasp at noontime shadows.
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When it’s too hot to wear all black, consider refreshing your aesthetic with this deliciously neutral palette! Chocolate, strawberry and vanilla, sticky with labdanum and duly chilled with a whisper of clove smoke.
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For the spooky kids down the shurr.
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Hungry Ghost Moon: Oven-Warm Pizza Crust and Oregano
doomsday_disco posted a topic in Duets & Menage A Trois
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This time around, we’ve crafted an olfactory celebration of renewed hope and good fortune! Jamaican chocolate tea and gulab jaman with coconut, coconut milk, green and black cardamom, pistachio, basmati rice, saffron, dates, honey, nutmeg, and clove.
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Loyal. Faithful. Perpetually rehearsing “Scotland the Brave.” This is a mascot with real staying power. Bagpipe Dog will outlive us all. Gin and pine needle with lime and white juniper. In the decant, I can smell the gin and pine needle, and then the lime and juniper. I get those notes in that order on my skin as well: the gin and pine, followed by the lime and juniper. It's a bit fizzy, foresty, and refreshing. After a while, the pine and lime calm down significantly, and the gin becomes stronger, making the scent boozier than before. I also get more juniper. The pine is still present, but softer than before, and there ends up being only a hint of lime. I was really enjoying this during the wet phase of the scent, when the pine and lime were pretty strong, but I don't like the dry phase nearly as much. If you're a fan of the Lab's gin note, you need this!
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Your soul is oftentimes a battlefield, upon which your reason and your judgment wage war against your passion and your appetite. Would that I could be the peacemaker in your soul, that I might turn the discord and the rivalry of your elements into oneness and melody. But how shall I, unless you yourselves be also the peacemakers, nay, the lovers of all your elements? Your reason and your passion are the rudder and the sails of your seafaring soul. If either your sails or your rudder be broken, you can but toss and drift, or else be held at a standstill in mid-seas. For reason, ruling alone, is a force confining; and passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction. Therefore let your soul exalt your reason to the height of passion, that it may sing; And let it direct your passion with reason, that your passion may live through its own daily resurrection, and like the phoenix rise above its own ashes. I would have you consider your judgment and your appetite even as you would two loved guests in your house. Surely you would not honour one guest above the other; for he who is more mindful of one loses the love and the faith of both Among the hills, when you sit in the cool shade of the white poplars, sharing the peace and serenity of distant fields and meadows—then let your heart say in silence, “God rests in reason.” And when the storm comes, and the mighty wind shakes the forest, and thunder and lightning proclaim the majesty of the sky,—then let your heart say in awe, “God moves in passion.” And since you are a breath in God’s sphere, and a leaf in God’s forest, you too should rest in reason and move in passion. Rest in reason and move in passion: smoked rose attar, honeyed saffron, red sandalwood, red tea, clove bud, and frankincense.
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Love, fidelity, devotion, sacrifice, and family: sun-warmed purple fig, wildflower honey, almond cream, jasmine absolute, mimosa, and bourbon vanilla.
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Coconut Cream & Guava.
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Pomegranate and Black Fig.
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The inky bite of black coffee rising in gusts of steam, softened by the warm-gold glow of buttered crust and sugared apples.
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A dangerously dark and intoxicating floral, Jarmara is equal parts menacing and irresistible, teetering on the knife’s edge between seduction and peril. It is equal parts the seductive kiss of a vampire and the lethal poison slipped into a lover’s drink by a black widow. Black orchid and scarlet poppies intertwine with rosehips, orris root, opoponax, tolu balsam, and smoky labdanum.
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Ice & Crushed Mint Lotion.
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I thought this would be a dry, colder scent, but I'm glad that this wasn't what I had imagined. This strongly reminds me of 2013's Go to Sleep, Darlings (Kiss-soft clouds of spun-sugar snow), which means it is a sweet snow note infused with a soft mint and no florals, menthol, ozone, or evergreens. In other words, it's amazing and one little sample pot decant will not be enough. I could not stop smelling my hand after I applied this. Add this to the 'I should have just blind bottled it' pile because of all of the lotions I have tried so far, there have been only two that I didn't think were bottle-worthy.😅
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It's official. Purple sage is my favorite sage. I knew I enjoyed it in scents like Colemanite Phoenix, Thirteen (13): January 2023, and No Man is an Island, but it is really the star of this duet. It's so relaxing and herbaceous in a way that reminds me of lavender. The piñon lurks behind it and complements it perfectly. I tested this in wet hair one day and dry the next. I could smell the scent in my hair on both days, but it was far more prominent in dry hair. Whenever I would have my hair up in a bun and took it down, I would always get a nice whiff of the hair gloss, which made me feel really relaxed. I have a decant in the original bottle, and although I have very few desert-y scents to pair with this, I don't think a decant's worth will be enough. I just feel like this is one of those scents that will be hard to obtain more of once it is gone, and I can't bear the thought of running out when it is so comforting, so I am going to have to get a bottle.
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A green and spicy slip up while reblending Funnel of Love.
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Beaver Moon: Coconut Cream & Guava
doomsday_disco replied to doomsday_disco's topic in Duets & Menage A Trois
This duet is mostly about the coconut cream throughout wear. The guava is most noticeable during the wet phase of the scent and for an hour or so afterward, bright pink and pairing perfectly with the coconut cream. Sadly, the guava does not stick around on me and it becomes all about the coconut cream after a while. The coconut cream is not buttery whatsoever and is somewhat reminiscent of the coconut pulp found in Son of biggerCritter. I'm generally not big on coconut scents, but this is one of the better ones that I have tried. I don't think I need a full bottle of it, but I think I'll keep my decant around to try layering with its moon (which I will be ordering in my next order)! -
Beaver Moon: Yuzu & Warm Honey Drizzle
doomsday_disco replied to doomsday_disco's topic in Duets & Menage A Trois
This goes on smelling predominantly of yuzu on me. I believe it's the same yuzu found in Lightning Storm Hair Gloss and Grapefruit, Yuzu, and White Musk, as smelling it reminds me of those scents, which I love. The honey emerges after a while and eventually overtakes the yuzu in prominence, and it really is a thin honey drizzle as opposed to a thick, goopy honey. There's only a hint of yuzu in the background by that point, and the scent itself is very light and stays close to the skin. I really enjoy this one and will have to give it a full-day slather to determine if I need more of this. My only gripe is the throw, but maybe this just needs to be slathered! -
Beaver Moon: Lime Blossom & Amber Sugar
doomsday_disco replied to doomsday_disco's topic in Duets & Menage A Trois
This is really pretty. I didn't think I'd like it as much as I do as I generally prefer my citrus not to be unadulterated with things like florals and resins. This reads as a candied lime with some deep amber on me, with the amber overtaking the lime after a while, but the lime never fading away. There's nothing about this that really screams blossom to me like the somewhat soapy lemon blossom of Fleur de Citronnier Hair Gloss. I'm going to have to give this a full day of wear to determine if I need more than my decant, but I think there's a definite possibility that the decant will not be enough. I also want to try layering it with its moon (which I still need to blind bottle in my next order). -
Witchlight in a bottle: crisp orchard green charged with supernatural glow. Spooky apple green with brilliantly eerie orange shimmer.
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Sweet and strange, like a love letter scribbled at midnight. Soft pink jelly with an iridescent shift, semi-sheer.
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Lady of the Black Cat skull: sweet innocence with a dark mystery, wrapped in black leather and lace, guided by dreams and succumbing to nightmares. Sugared amber, orchid petals, and vanilla chiffon spiced with smoked cardamom.
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A decadent, daintily debauched, and delightfully improper dragon, Flame-of-Burnt-Brandies love scandal and sparkle and whispers of delicious nonsense. They make their homes in séance parlours, stately manors, and abandoned ballrooms, and their scales flicker like flame on a holiday pudding: lavender, lilac, and lemon peel curling over brandy-soaked honeyed fig and sugared plums.