doomsday_disco
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Liqueur-soaked twin cherries reeling from a double pony-kick of pink pepper and white ginger.
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This mostly smells like a cherry lollipop. It verges on cherry tootsiepop, but the cherry is not that dark -- it is lighter and brighter. The pink pepper in this is pretty subtle, and most like the pink pepper found in Red from the Fraggle Rock Line. It doesn't have a kick to it like it does in some blends, nor does it have a bubblegum-y quality to it like in High-Strung Daisies. I couldn't pick out anything ginger-y, and upon looking it up, I saw that white ginger is a flower -- but I'm not smelling anything floral here, either. I've tested this a few times and slathered it on as a scent of the day, and it always stayed close to my skin. I like this and will be hanging on to my decant, but I don't think I need a bottle. I just wish it had some more oomph!
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Snake Oil and Candied Pomegranate.
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The Woman Clothed with the Sun and the War in Heaven
doomsday_disco posted a topic in Limited Editions
Celestial drama. Radiant pomegranate crowned with golden amber and saffron, a waft of singed frankincense, and velvet black cherry. From a 13th century Manuscript of the Apocalypse -
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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Bombastic Subtropical Turquoise Cream Pie
doomsday_disco replied to doomsday_disco's topic in Gifts with Donation or Purchase
I haven't actually had this soda, or its namesake pie, so I can't compare it to the actual thing, but this smells like a fizzy, tropical (maybe pineapple-y?) soda with something clean beneath it (not sure if it is an aldehyde or a musk), as well as some graham cracker crust and some whipped cream. I really wish that clean aspect weren't present in this, because it's the most pie-like of the 2025 pie frimps since it actually has a discernable crust note (which smells delicious!). I'm still going to hang on to my frimp, though. -
A burst of summer sun to treasure during the icy months ahead.
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Strawberry Lemonade Pie
doomsday_disco replied to doomsday_disco's topic in Gifts with Donation or Purchase
This is definitely stronger on the lemonade than the strawberry, and it's a very tart lemonade. I'd say that there's more sweetness to be found from the lemonade in Grumblotch’s Salts, even though that scent has a mineralic quality to it and some salt. I'm also not getting any pie crust from this. It gets sweeter and improves after it has been on the skin for several hours, but the scent is pretty faint by that point. Of the 2025 pie frimps, this was the one I enjoyed the least. -
A velvety, sophisticated concoction for the ages!
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London Fog Cream Pie
doomsday_disco replied to doomsday_disco's topic in Gifts with Donation or Purchase
London Fog Cream Pie smells like Earl Grey, with its bergamot and tannic black tea leaves, swirled with frothy steamed milk and a dash of vanilla syrup -- which is to say, it smells like a London Fog! It gets a little buttery after several hours of wear on me, but not overly so -- although I suspect that's the cream part of the cream pie at play. I don't get anything overtly pie from this, though. This is my favorite of the 2025 pie frimps -- I only wish it lasted longer and were stronger! -
We're that relative who tries to make everyone try a green pie! This one dances lightly on the palate.
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Matcha Latte Cream Pie
doomsday_disco replied to doomsday_disco's topic in Gifts with Donation or Purchase
This is very strong on the matcha, which isn't the same as the Lab's regular, lemony green tea note, and it isn't too bitter or vegetal. The matcha smells very similar to the matcha notes used by Astrid Perfume and Nocturne Alchemy (for those who aren't as familiar with BPAL but have tried some other perfume houses). I don't really get any pie crust from this, and it takes several hours before a light vanilla emerges, which I suspect is the cream part of the cream pie. I really enjoy matcha scents and will be hanging onto my frimp, but I do wish I got more actual pie from this! -
Streams of frozen amber, snow-dusted frankincense, birch bark, Peru balsam, and rivulets of smoldering beeswax. Gustav Lange
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A row of plump, cardamom-spiced sweet buns overflowing with pooflets of lavender cream and almond paste.
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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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This goes on with the dusty patch of the Snake Oil being the most prominent aspect of the scent on me. The pomegranate note is present, but it is rather understated. Over time, the Snake Oil spices join with the patch, so that it's mostly Snake Oil slinking through that little bit of candied pomegranate, which makes it seem like a slightly darker Snake Oil blend. I can't compare it to any other pomegranate GC variants as I haven't tried any of the others, but there's definitely way less pom here than other pomegranate grove scents I've tried. I no longer have any around (since I swapped my bottle away many years ago), but I would probably put this in the same family as Snake Charmer, due to them both containing spices and dark fruits, but this is not as complex, not as strong or as spiced, and the candied pom is way more subtle than Snake Charmer's plum. I think I'll hang onto my decant of this to see how it ages, but I have fortunately been spared from needing a bottle of this (which is good, because this Yule update has slain me). Snakes in the Coffee Beans is the Snake Oil variant of win from this year's Yule update.
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Pomegranate and Pistachio Cream.
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I was hoping that this would be pomegranate swirled an actual pistachio cream, whether that be the pistachio cream that's so trendy in desserts right now or the almond-esque pistachio cream in a pistachio cream pie. Unfortunately, it's that cherry/almond sort of pistachio that I got from Vanilla Cream, Pistachio, and Macadamia.... and the cherry aspect of that, combined with the pomegranate, just smells medicinal to me. The pomegranate ended up as the dominant note, but it still could not take it out of that territory, to my nose. And I never got any actual cream note.
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We have resurrected Black Phoenix Trading Post’s sensual 2009 masterpiece. Red rose buds, with amber, clove, tonka, Indian musk, fir, and tobacco.
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A scandalous affair between silk-furred conspirators: tails entwined beneath tables, furrrrtive glances stolen and held too long, stolen hours, arched backs, and the scent of unfamiliar catnip rubbed on jeweled collars. An indolent purr of cream-soaked shortbread biscuits, cracked cardamom, pink pepper, smoked vanilla bean, and cocoa powder.
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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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(The Erl-King speaks.) “O come and go with me, thou loveliest child; By many a gay sport shall thy time be beguiled; My mother keeps for thee full many a fair toy, And many a fine flower shall she pluck for my boy.” The promise of dew-bright meadows and sugar-spun toys, gleaming and hollow: apple peel, wild violet, meadowsweet, and candied blood-red fruits.
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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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A chilly, bright scent: flurries of virgin snow, crisp winter wind and the faintest breath of night-blooming flowers.
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the butterfly having disappeared my spirit came back to me — Wafū, trans. R. H. Blyth Wings unfolding in darkness, an echo of silence, the softest flutter, and then gone. Shadow-dappled tuberose and black orchid, buffeted by crumpled violet leaves and ink-dipped tea roses. A glint of obsidian musk slinks beneath, woven with scorched vanilla resin, dusty myrrh, and the faintest touch of crushed blackberry skin.