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A perfume devoted to John George Hohman's Der lange verborgene Freund or Long Hidden (Lost) Friend, a work published in 1820 which collects a selection of spoken prayer and written charms such as the SATOR square. Hohman's work draws upon earlier works such as Egyptian Secrets of Albertus Magnus and also offers practical remedies for everyday concerns. Mulberry, pumpkin molasses, and sweet clove dashed with sonnen-werbel to ensure that people speak to you with pleasant words and a sprinkle of caraway to keep you safe from frights and fantasies.
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This scent is mostly about the pumpkin molasses on me, which is infused with some fruitness from the mulberry at first, and the clove adds a bit of spice that works well with the pumpkin molasses. It turns out that sonnen-werbel is a fictional herb that is just German sounding, and I am not getting any caraway or anything resembling black licorice (fortunately). I'm glad that I was given a chance to try this, but I don't see myself reaching for this over other molasses-heavy scents in my collection.
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In a desperate bid to mend the fractures of this cursed timeline, we are stretching Halloween beyond all reason, until time itself buckles and snaps back into place. It’s thirsty work, so here’s a snuggly blanket of creamy pumpkin cold foam quivering atop a pint of butterscotch ale.
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This is predominantly about the butterscotch ale on me, which has some effervescence to it in the beginning. Then it's all butterscotch and buttery pumpkin that fortunately isn't a spicebomb. Definitely one for fans of butterscotch!
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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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An aromatic crusty loaf covered in pre-bake slashes to create a floral pattern on top, flecked with flax, sesame, pumpkin seeds.
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You’re a grownup, no one can stop you from slurping up clouds of rooty foam from around a giant glump of pumpkin ice cream squished onto the rim of a frosted goblet.
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Pomegranate and Red Rose.
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Lavender cotton candy fur and vanilla popcorn balls, sent skittering out of the kitchen with a good-natured wave of our polished wood rolling pin.
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A goblet of pale liquid gold infused with an almost iridescent shimmer of lavender essence.
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Here’s hoping 2026 is less an endless replay of spectacular wipeouts and fail videos and more a year that finally sticks the landing. Leather tack, saddle soap, bay rum, carmine wool, black silk, crushed winter grass, a billowing cascade of pipe tobacco, and a shot of adrenaline.
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A festival of frights. A jolly, hulking golem dressed in a gloriously tacky sweater: honey-dipped amber and pocket-warmed gelt, a basket of pumpkin rugelach, a smushed sufganiyah, and a touch of latke grease.
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Bombastic Subtropical Turquoise Cream Pie
doomsday_disco posted a topic in Gifts with Donation or Purchase
Disclaimer: this perfume oil is not blue, it is not combustible, and it is not caffeinated. -
Fir needle, white chiffon, honey dust, moss velvet, white musk, and baby’s breath. Franz Skarbina
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The scent of a too-big mug of coffee at your favorite all-night diner after the clubs let out: a slow ribbon of clove smoke, the warm fry-oil haze that clings to everything, and a fleeting gust of maple syrup drifting through the booths.
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A jolly Christmas for some. For others? Not so much. Frosted sage, icy green and menacing.
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Thick slices of coconut-frosted coconut cake dunked in a vat of Snake Oil.
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A frost-edged nave of stone, where stained glass glimmers with the light from prayer-lofted votives. Spirals of incense drift through the chill winter air, mingling with the solemn drip of beeswax from altar candles. Cedar pews gleam under centuries of prayer, and the air hums with hushed devotion.
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What is this choc’ed-of mystery of birth But being mounted bareback on the earth? We can just see the infant up astride, His small fist berried in the musky hide. Ruby chocolate, red leather, red musk, red berries, red mosses, balsam, and passion flower cordial.
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Green Tea & Cookie Dough.
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A tumultuous scent for tumultuous times: dragon’s blood resin, black clove, thunderous black musk, scorched 7-year aged patchouli, tabac absolute, and crushed pomegranate.
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This one is mostly about the dragon's blood (an incense-y variety, not a spicy floral one!), musk, and pom on me, with a dash of clove, and surprisingly, very little tobacco or patch. The dragon's blood is the dominant note at first, but the musk gains strength over time and eventually becomes the dominant note on me. I get great longevity and throw from this. Layered with the Clove and Sweet Incense duet, it really amps up the clove and incense aspects, and the duet reigns throughout wear, backed by the main notes of the moon. I don't need a bottle of this one, but I'll probably hang onto my decant.
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Clove and Sweet Incense.
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Blood Moon: Clove and Sweet Incense
doomsday_disco replied to doomsday_disco's topic in Duets & Menage A Trois
I finally reached near the bottom of my to-test decant pile, which means it was time to finally get around to testing this. I was putting it off because I kept feeling like it smelled farm-y in the bottle. And yeah. There's clove as the star of the show, backed by a slightly funky incense note. Eventually, the funk goes away, and the clove calms down, so that it is mostly incense backed with a bit of clove. I still don't love that dose of farm I got, though. 😅 Layered with its moon, I mostly got incense and clove sans farminess, though, backed by dragon's blood, musk, and pomegranate. -
War of the Roses? Not anymore! After years of fragrant hostilities, BPAL’s Reigning Yule Queens, Snow White and Rose Red, lay down their arms. Two beloved Yule blends are bound together at last: frost-bright petals and deep, blood-warm rose, entwined with winter air and the green snap of freshly cut stems. A hard-won peace, sealed in perfume: cold beauty and velvet warmth.