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I don't often gravitate towards floral blends that aren't accompanied by a sweet note, but I really enjoy this one. I feel like I can smell the texture of the petals of the hydrangea note, but there's also a high-pitched aspect to it that reminds me of wisteria. I don't think it's sharp in a bad way, though, and, like wisteria, it has somewhat of a melancholic vibe to me. The sharpness is like that lump in your throat that you get when there's something you want to say, but you become overwhelmed with emotion, and it's hard to get words out. The jasmine in this does not smell indolic whatsoever and does smell pink and different than most jasmine used by the Lab, and it becomes more of a main player after the scent has been dry on the skin for several hours. The white musk lurks behind the floral notes, adding an expensive, yet clean quality to the scent. I am finding myself more drawn to straight-up florals more than usual as of late and wonder if I would have felt the same about this scent if it had been released at a different time in my life. This has massive throw on me, although it does calm down after it is initially applied, and it has great staying power, too, as it was still going strong the next day, before I took a shower. I think this is really pretty and will be needing a bottle before it goes away.
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Winners only beyond this point! Blue hydrangea, airy white musk, and pink jasmine buds.
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Honey Dust, Patchouli, and Orris Absolute
doomsday_disco replied to doomsday_disco's topic in Lupercalia
I received a tester of this in a decant order. This features the toffee-like honey of the honey dust note. It's accompanied by lots of patchouli, and the two notes are a force to be reckoned with. The orris did not make me smell like I fell into a vat of baby powder, and it is very quiet here. Although this isn't something I could see myself reaching for, it was fun to get to try it. I would recommend it to those who love strong honeyed patchouli scents. -
Honey Dust, Patchouli, and Orris Absolute.
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Hearthglow, a cousin to BPAL’s Heartglow, is an anointing oil for keeping the home safe, welcoming, and quietly joyful. It is an oil of gentle warmth, built to protect the household and its inhabitants, comfort and honor house spirits and guardians of place, encourage peace and understanding, and create an atmosphere of love, emotional safety, and mutual care. Suitable for use in ritual work and to anoint doorframes, hearths, windowsills, and keys. Contains: fossilized amber resin, frankincense, dragon’s blood resin, orris root, red sandalwood, lavender, patchouli, clove, allspice, burdock, sweet orange, honey absolute, sweet grains, and marjoram.
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Cherry blossoms, plum blossoms, and pink lotus petals floating in sweet, sugared cream.
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Mandarin A strawberry stain on scarlet silk: strawberry nectar and translucent lychee folded into rock sugar and creamy sandalwood.
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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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A tribute to the squeaky plastic rats that haunt every Halloween bin — adorable little horrors with gleaming eyes and crooked tails. Shiny black licorice, grey amber, and a dusting of smoky black pepper.
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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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Jacob de Backer Creamy, narcotic tuberose, a flutter of pink silk, and blushing sweet pea warmed by honeyed skin musk.
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Pascal Dagnan-Bouveret Scarlet velvet, Byzantine amber, smoked Bulgarian rose absolute, and frankincense resin.
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The luminous, lactescent glow of moonlight poured through sea glass and pulverized quartz like starlight caught in cream. All of our nail polish is hand crafted by Haute Macabre! 10-free, cruelty-free, and vegan! Butyl Acetate, Ethyl Acetate, Nitrocellulose, Acetyl Tributyl Citrate, Adipic Acic/Neopentyl Glycol/Trimellitic Anhydride Copolymer, Isopropyl Alcohol, Stearalkonium Bentionite, Acrylates Copolymer, Silica, Benzophenone-1, N-Butyl Alcohol, Diacetone Alcohol, Trimethylpentandeiyl Dibenzoate, Styrene/Acrylates Copolymer, Mica, Titanium Dioxide, Tin Oxide, Fluorphlogopite
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Golden Grains & Orange Blossom Honey.
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Cacao & Creamy Incense.
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Milk & White Musk.
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Pumpkin Spice & Condensed Milk.
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Kyphi and Sweet Cream.
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Dildo, Boxes with Lubricants, and a Plum Blossom Twig Hair Gloss
doomsday_disco posted a topic in Hair
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You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I’ll rise. – Maya Angelou Under a terrible moon, tides still answer the pull. Roots still find water. Breath still moves from body to body, unseen and unstoppable. To keep breathing together is to refuse erasure and deny despair. Authoritarianism thrives on isolation and fascism feeds on hopelessness. We are living through a terrible moon, indeed, but we are not alone. You are not alone. Every breath you take is an act of defiance. Every hand you reach for refutes the lie that you stand by yourself. We will get through this together. A protective, communal scent to call one another closer and stand united against the darkness. A scent to remind us that even now, especially now, we rise. Smoldering beeswax illuminated by honeyed amber, an embrace of skin musk, body-warmed wool, cacao-dusted sandalwood, and cardamom milk.
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Orange Blossom Honey and Silver Musk.
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Honeyed Oud.
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Bittersweet cacao drifting through the aromatic warmth of freshly brewed black tea.
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The ultimate personification of the Lovers, the crowned White Queen and Red King appear as personifications of solar and lunar forces, opposing currents poised before their great meeting. Here the King extends his branch and the Queen hers, and in the symbolic imagery the sun and moon stand beside them in the watery vessel where their union will be enacted, reflecting the ancient alchemical principle that the opposites must enter the prima materia if transformation is to occur. In the illuminated plates of the Rosarium Philosophorum, the crowned King and Queen stand facing one another beneath a descending dove, sovereign and sovereign, fixed and volatile, their bodies poised at the threshold of sacred union. He burns with solar tincture, sulfurous and red, the embodied heat of will and form; she gleams with lunar pallor, mercurial and receptive, the shining mirror that receives and transforms. Their meeting is courtship through coniunctio, the deliberate joining of opposites beneath divine blessing. They are the Lovers stripped to archetype, the sun and the moon brought into perfect equilibrium. The King must surrender his isolated dominion, the Queen her cool separateness, and in their embrace the sealed vessel becomes a womb of transmutation. Above them, the spirit descends; below them, the bath and tomb await. What appears as union is also dissolution, for each must die to solitary sovereignty in order to be reborn as unified essence. Alchemically, their conjunction generates the Stone, the filius philosophorum, the radiant third that arises when polarity is neither denied nor allowed to dominate. From red and white emerges the tincture that perfects, the hermaphroditic child crowned in both suns and moons, embodying the reconciliation of sulfur and mercury within a single body of light. The Lovers here transcend flesh and narrative, becoming emblem and equation, the purest symbolic revelation of the card’s mystery: that true union is the marriage of contraries under spirit, and that from such sacred joining comes incorruptible gold. Crimson musk and white amber twined with solar frankincense and lunar myrrh, warm saffron steeped in cool iris root, gold-threaded honey darkened by silvered benzoin, a marriage of fire and pearl beneath a rain of distant stars.
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The sun illuminates all. It is sublime consciousness, infallible clarity, perfect revelation. The Lovers live in the sun’s gaze, their union open, witnessed, and sanctified, the beams of life-affirming light warming and sustaining them. Amber and heliotrope aglow with golden frankincense, neroli, citrus peel, golden rose petals, and smoldering cedar incense.