doomsday_disco
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Red Currant and Hay.
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Too lazy to be ambitious, I let the world take care of itself. Ten days’ worth of rice in my bag; a bundle of twigs by the fireplace. Why chatter about delusion and enlightenment? Listening to the night rain on my roof, I sit comfortably, with both legs stretched out. -Taigu Ryokan Ten days-worth of rice, a bundle of twigs, and a soothing cup of white tea.
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The Dregs of a Bottle of Vanilla Extract (Discovered in the Mud)
doomsday_disco posted a topic in The Edward Gorey House
Alas, poor Marsh! Dribbles of masticated vanilla pods soaked in ethanol and caked with mud. -
A gently floral twist on the famous Swedish saffron buns baked for the feast day of St. Lucia, their curly S-shapes baked golden.
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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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Lemon cream, incense smoke, and candle wax.
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“The full-length velvet glove hides the fist.” A wallop of our brick accord sheathed in gentle sandalwood, warmed by cocoa vanilla and a veil of deep myrrh.
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Amber incense, guava cream, almond milk, and sandalwood.
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Violet and Vanilla Chiffon.
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Lilac-stained labdanum casting a long shadow across a flicker of frankincense smoke and ambergris accord. Odilon Redon
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An experimental version of 2024’s Pink Moon. (Pink Moon 2024: While previous incarnations of our Pink Moon have been a celebration of the first blooms of spring, this year’s scent is a strawberry smackdown: sugar-swirled strawberry milk with frothed marshmallow cream.)
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Dead grass, upturned soil, rusted ironwork, and oak leaves etched against a sepia-stained wash of tonka bean, patchouli, vetiver, and amber-tinged oud. Carl Gustav Carus
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A fortunate accident wherein a copious glob of aged patchouli was erroneously en’globbened into the mother bottle of Whip.
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Rivulets of beeswax, a blackened wick, and a shuddering gust of smoke.
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Guttering Candle is really lovely and very evocative of a freshly blown out candle. The beeswax note is the same sweet beeswax we know and love, and the smoke in this is non-acrid and doesn't take over; it really does smell like a freshly-blown out candle. I did deathmatch this against The Light of Men's Lives, but my imp of that was aged and didn't smell as beeswax-y and awesome as it used to, so I'm not considering it as a true deathmatch. I also tested this alongside (Not So) Penitent (Mini) Magdalene and Shouutsushi Aioi Genji and found it was more similar to those than that aged imp of The Lights of Men's Lives. Maybe because they also feature a similar candle smoke note and are heavier on it than The Lights of Men's Lives. The only reason I didn't upgrade this one to a bottle is because I already don't reach for the beeswax scents that I have enough. But if there were a beeswax hair gloss to pair them with, maybe I would reach for them more often... Guttering Candle Hair Gloss for Halloween, perhaps?
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Dewy green stems, soft citrus zest, and a breath of summer wind. Bright, herbaceous, and gently soothing — a summer crown of lemon balm leaves crushed between sun-warmed fingers.
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I am not familiar with the smell of lemon balm, so maybe trust those who review it that know what the actual thing smells like. But this is a lovely lemony hair gloss that would be great for spring or summer. I get some tart lemon, some greenery, and maybe a musk representing the wind note. There's no cream in this, but there's a creaminess to it, or something soft, and a mild sweetness. There really is a sun-warmed vibe to this, too. Like the previous reviewer, I prefer it over the Lemon Blossom Hair Gloss, which I haven't tried in my hair yet, but which smells like soap in the decant to me. This one doesn't smell soapy at all. The scent itself is very short-lived, though. I applied it to wet hair, dry hair, and a paper towel, and of course, it had the most longevity in the paper towel. I swear I couldn't smell it any longer in my wet hair after 20 minutes, but the dry hair application didn't have much staying power, either, and it definitely didn't have any throw. I think it smells lovely, but I do wish it were stronger and had more staying power. As far as currently available lemon hair glosses go, I'd go with this one, but Cabbage White Caterpillar is still my favorite lemon hair gloss with its sugary lemon marshmallow goodness.
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Miel Et Ambre (golden honey and golden amber).
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Creamy coconut flesh, cold and pale as moonlight.
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And the weaver said, Speak to us of Clothes. And he answered: Your clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet they hide not the unbeautiful. And though you seek in garments the freedom of privacy you may find in them a harness and a chain. Would that you could meet the sun and the wind with more of your skin and less of your raiment, For the breath of life is in the sunlight and the hand of life is in the wind. Some of you say, “It is the north wind who has woven the clothes we wear.” And I say, Ay, it was the north wind, But shame was his loom, and the softening of the sinews was his thread. And when his work was done he laughed in the forest. Forget not that modesty is for a shield against the eye of the unclean. And when the unclean shall be no more, what were modesty but a fetter and a fouling of the mind? And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair. Sunlight on skin: sweet amber, honey dust, golden sandalwood, and soft musk.
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Chills and thrills, but certainly no frills: a polluted, rough-riding version of the Traditional Sheet Ghost: cool white cotton, marshmallow fluff, and lemony Oman frankincense, marred with suspicious blotches of coconut oil and a cigarette burn.
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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 -
…The second time is set Whose crumbs the crows inspect And with ironic caw Flap past it to the Farmer’s corn Men eat of it and die – Emily Dickinson An ironic caw: dry hay absolute, syrupy candied fig, a lash of scathing pink pepper, and the dark gleam of bittersweet blackcurrant.
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Boney Moon: Blue Lilac and Lily of the Valley
doomsday_disco posted a topic in Duets & Menage A Trois
Blue Lilac and Lily of the Valley.