Dark Alice
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The Fortunes of Warriors: She Who Restores, She Who Brings the Soldiers Home
A hymn for the safety and good fortune for soldiers, and a prayer to bring them home: leather, sweet clove, and olive blossom.
This is such an interesting scent! Fresh brown leather, clove, rubbed with Olive blossom. It smells high class. I smell like I imagine a high class 17th century Courtesan would smell after spending a delightful evening with a French Soldier. I don't know what to do with it..but it is fascinating. -
The Fortunes of the People
A hymn to the fortunes of your community, the blessings of civic duty, and the strength of many voices becoming one.
Smoked vanilla sandalwood and leather, golden oudh, ambrette seed, caramelized patchouli, a single thread of saffron, and a sprig of crushed juniper.
Proceeds from the sale of each bottle of Fortuna Ropuli Romani benefit the ACLU, who helps to ensure that the voice of the people is uncensored, unsilenced, and heard.
There is no Juniper in this..thank the Lord. It's all smoky vanilla and oudh with patchouli and ambrette seed. I don't smell any saffron either. It's a great public speaking scent. I will be wearing this in court as it gives me a such a sense of confidence. -
ZZ's review is correct. This is like Torture queen and Quincy Morris had a love child and this is the result. Very cologney with leather. Pass.
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This by far is the most foul scent I have ever had the displeasure of smelling. It smells of stale, cold lemon tea with sugar. The antique lace note is nauseating. I am so sad b/c I thought this would be wonderful!
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The Jersey Devil is normally all patchouli with sour berries on me. Something about this frostbitten note makes it soft, chilly with a hint of pine and berry. DAMN IT...I need a bottle!
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Musky honey in a mild mint/snow note. Meh. The honey goes to teenage boy funk on me as usual with mintiness. Basically, minty teenage boy sweaty drawers. Not a fan.
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Red bandaids and incense. Such a damn shame b/c all of these notes should have worked on me.
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Out walking in the frozen swamp one grey day
I paused and said, I will turn back from here.
No, I will go on fartherand we shall see.
The hard snow held me, save where now and then
One foot went down. The view was all in lines
Straight up and down of tall slim trees
Too much alike to mark or name a place by
So as to say for certain I was here
Or somewhere else: I was just far from home.
A small bird flew before me. He was careful
To put a tree between us when he lighted,
And say no word to tell me who he was
Who was so foolish as to think what he thought.
He thought that I was after him for a feather
The white one in his tail; like one who takes
Everything said as personal to himself.
One flight out sideways would have undeceived him.
And then there was a pile of wood for which
I forgot him and let his little fear
Carry him off the way I might have gone,
Without so much as wishing him good-night.
He went behind it to make his last stand.
It was a cord of maple, cut and split
And piledand measured, four by four by eight.
And not another like it could I see.
No runner tracks in this years snow looped near it.
And it was older sure than this years cutting,
Or even last years or the years before.
The wood was grey and the bark warping off it
And the pile somewhat sunken. Clematis
Had wound strings round and round it like a bundle.
What held it though on one side was a tree
Still growing, and on one a stake and prop,
These latter about to fall. I thought that only
Someone who lived in turning to fresh tasks
Could so forget his handiwork on which
He spent himself, the labour of his axe,
And leave it there far from a useful fireplace
To warm the frozen swamp as best it could
With the slow smokeless burning of decay.- Robert Frost
Bald cypress and Spanish moss, spatterdock and sundew.
This is a beautiful woody, aquatic. It's a touch too strong for me. But on the right man it would be amazing!
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True to form: Black currant, fried dough, g powdered sugar from wet to dry. I want to eat this so much. I am going to have to let this decant go..and go get the real thing.
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Slightly chilled snake oil. This is how I wanted snake oil to smell on me. And the regular stuff turns to play dough on my skin. This does not. So glad I have a bottle!
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The chilliness of Snow White with cool amber with a tinge of blood. I LOVE IT!!!
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Canis Major
in Yules
Star Light. This smells like crystalline starlight with fur. It is beautiful. I don't know if i Need a bottle or not....dang it.
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Generic woody man cologne. No leather. Just bland woody cologne. *sigh*
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Light amber. No lemon, just light amber. It smells like a imagine a fresh golden ring would smell. Eh. I was hoping for something more, but I am glad this doesn't work on me.
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Odic Force
in Yules
Wet: This smells like 51 on crack!
bright, green viscous glorious green things. (things) that's the color I get from this. Afterwards...it is soothing, cooling eucalyptus. So pleasant and calming. I need this right now. I see a bottle or two in my future. -
Cassiopeia
in Yules
This is Lucille's cousin without the fluttering of wings as described above. I need a bottle of this. It is that gorgeous and light and Victorian. Sweet hints of red wine which my skin freaking eats, with plum velvet, and glorious oudh. LOVE!
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Eight legs of wild plum and scrabbling black musk fluttering over a sac of lemon sugar eggs.
Light, lemon mixed with plum a dash of sugar with a smooth hint of black musk in the background. The musk is clean and keeps the lemon in check. Finally, a lemon scent I can enjoy!
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This is sweet Georgia peaches swirling in Bourbon sitting on a mahogany table with lit cigar. It's just lovely. But my decant is all I will need.
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Wet: This smells like pure vanilla extract with a hint of cotton musk.
Dry: Snake oil and cotton musk. It's lovely. But not for me.
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Light airy amber and ambergis with a dash of lavender. It really is a nice, light scent.
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Sweet, snowy mint with a splash of vanilla. Dry: More mint but then it becomes fake mint like Orbit's gum and vanilla. The Vanilla note is fantastic..the mint...not so much.
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I smell like fancy, non-burning cinnamon clove. In short, I smell like potpourri. What makes this worse is that I spilled half a bottle.
So now I have a half a bottle to get rid of and I smell like potpourri. -
For some reason..the weirdest notes work on me.This blend is no exception. The pineapple is crisp and mildly sweet and balances out the damn vetiver and the leaves smell like dead leaves...not cologne. This is beautiful. I need a bottle. Damn it.
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This is warm tuscan leather with Too much cologne note in the dead leaves with a sweeter mimosa blossom. So not a fan of this. It's just too much man for me. Good thing my soon to be brother in law stopped by, tried it, and is in love.
Off to a new home as I figure this one would be a hard sell/swap.
The Wolves Howled, The Ravens Screamed
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Solid pine forest with a hint of chilly wind and the scent of earth and fur. Very evocative and oddly comforting.