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Clean is the best way to describe this. It's a citrus, but well grounded with the oakmoss on initial application, very earthy and citrus, with the lavender slowly creeping in, until these three combine into one indescribable note, that screams nothing other than cleanly naturey. It transforms on me in a weird way, a little watery, a little citrussy, and honestly just.... odd and hard to pick out notes from but pleasant enough. It dries down after a few hours to a sweet citrus-mint residue, with little throw thought, but it's quite enjoyable. I perhaps get a small touch of cocoa in this stage, but the overall experience is hard to pick out. Like prior reviews have said this is very much not a morpher, and is very soft and clean. I'd wear this on a muggy summer day, as something light and unobtrusive, to smell fresh against the summer heat, or to apply at dusk to create a calm and cool atmosphere. This dosen't have a huge amount of throw on me, but would be perfect for an occasion where anything heavy would only stifle the air. Thinking of it it might end up as an atmosphere in my possession for this very reason. It's clean and non-offensive, if just a touch boring. Overall an interesting scent, but probably not one I'll wear that often. Note: My bottle is quite old, as I bought it from a german seller of unknown date, but based on what else they were selling, and how full the bottle is it's at least 4 years old. This could have mellowed the notes together, softened things, or just overall made it better or worse. I might pass this on, but if I do, I'm likely to keep an imp, for those days where this just fits.

I agree with tinyopaws, this smells almost exactly like bread-and-butterfly resurrected, it's all brown sugar and breakfasty notes on me. This is a spiced bread-and-butterfly, with extra notes of cinnamon and a touch of nutmeg coming out on me. Interesting, I'm not getting any cream or currant from this, which I was sort-of looking forward too, but if you missed bread-and-butterfly 2018, you might wanna pick this up

Ripe fruit, likely apple, but possibly some other sort of baked hard fleshy fruits in here too. This is no fresh apple, it is rich and stewed, and maybe a little mulled. Crowned with spices, and rich and thick. Less of a sweet apple on me, and more of a spicey earthy apple, like an offering to some long-forgotten harvest goddess left out for a day or two. It's a lovely scent, but I have other apple blends that I like and wear more, so this one is off to find a better home. I will say that this blend did help focus, and had very much a calming anxiety relieving effect, but at the end of the day dosen't really scream me.

This is more of a general thoughts than an actual review. On me this was very much coconut??? With a musky lavender and some sort of musk, all mixed together with laundry detergent and a touch of dryer sheets. It's not my ideal scent, and was very much different than that I was expecting, but I feel like it's right for some! However, I got ill the day I was testing this, and this scent haunted my fever dreams, so tragically even the thought of retesting this for a proper review has sent me running and screaming.

I'm not sure what's going on here to be honest. I'm in a room, an old study. Green light illuminates the room from the desk, and I go to sit at it. On the polished teakwood table there is an array of glasses and drinks. I reach for the rum, and, knock the bottle over, spilling over the desk, flooding over the teakwood, and extinguishing the gently smoking pipe. More and More glugs out, it's a strega nona bottle of infinite rum, slowly filling the room, rising to my feet and than my ankles, as remain motionless in the lush chair. I look around, but the gentle vase of vetiver grasses has withered and died, and as I watch it falls into the swirling pool of rum. Thick butterscotch clouds of steam waft out, and I begin to choke, reaching for the bottle of absinthe on the desk, but my fingers are slick with rum. My head clouds, and blackness begins to overtake me, and as I pass out I crack my head on the teakwood desk. I expected a lot of this. I love all of these notes, and together I had a certain image in my head. However I'm amping the rum, or maybe that's all that's there. It's very similar to grog, but with a faint polished wood note barely discernable. Maybe I amp rum? It's a lovely scent, and I might prefer it to the more alcoholic grog, but it's still a disappointment, as everything is washed out under a sea of rum.

The initial blast is heavy on the cedar, and what I can only assume in the tang of gunpowder wafting in and out. I have no Idea where the gingerbread is, maybe it's adding a little bit of sweetness to the cedar? As this wears on the gunpowder flares up, bursting forth in jets that I can't say aren't a little headache inducing, but they calm down, making this a metalish gilded cedar. Or a gunpowder soaked cedar plank. I've never smelled gunpowder, but something is metallic so I assume that's it. The gingerbread has been caught in the crossfire, being shot to bits, and leaving only a faint sweet lingering odor to the wood, more of a sweetened cedar darkened with gunpowder. This is an interesting journey, and I absolutely don't regret getting a decant, but I have other cedar blends I like better, and as of now the gingerbread has yet to really make an appearance. Maybe aging will help, but I will say: if this sounds interesting to you, try it! It's definently unique, and it's a very empowering smell that I could see being great for an event where you want a bit of a harsher edge to your sweetness.

A soft sweet lavender, without much morphing, only softening and smoothing. This reminds me of the Lavender in puppet kitty, but without any of the other notes, leading for a much softer, sweeter lavender experience. The gingerbread is almost non-existant, and to my nose it smells like a lavender cookie, with a faint lemon glaze that melts off over the day, leaving a sugar-sweet lavender finish. It's so good, I don't know if lavender tea is a thing that exists, but if it it it's a cup of that with 3 spoonfulls of sugar in it. The throw is fairly low on me, it occasionally is perceptible, but this one hangs strong close to the skin, and is a wonderfully sweet calming experience! I likely will not need a bottle, but I will treasure this decant, and add it to my collection of comforting scents, or things I can wear when I don't want to be BLAM in your face. I'd recommend it if you are a lavender fan, but not if you were expecting gingerbread spice, as those are barely there and burn off very quickly with the lemony feel. But if a lavender drink with a shortbread cookie besides it sounds like your cup of tea, you might want to give this a try

White lavender, oudh, and Siamese benzoin.  I'm... not sure how to properly review this other than one word. Strong. This is very well aged, and seems to have only grown more potent. I am Tired of Tears and Laughter, and this bottle is tired of messing around with delicate little scents. I love herbals. I love lavender. But this on me at least seems like a bowling ball, rather than a walk in a gentle field of lavender. The Oudh and Benzoin are both notes I am unfamiliar with, and they are rolling over this for me, taking the lavender along for the ride and amping it into something that while not unpleasant is too strong on me in all the wrong ways. I'd love this on someone else. I'd love this with half the power. But I am weak, and lost in the storm of resins I succumb to it. May it find a better home, someone stronger than I... TL:DR It's an Oudh party, and I seem to have received someone else's invitation.

Lots of pomegranate, especially to start with, but calms down into a fruity dorian, and ends up in a vanilla-tea with a HEAVY dose of pomegranate thrown in. This has gotten better in the two months the decant has been here, and I expect it to be better with age, but it is nothing that I feel I need a whole bottle of, though I do think hardcore fans will love this in the summer. I'm editing this. Past me was a stupid fool. I bought more of this. I really enjoy this, it might be the summer weather, or maybe it's the age but I've come into a love affair with Pomegranate, and for anyone else sharing this infatuation, the dorian really lends an interesting aspect. It's still pomegranate first, but it's a rather lovely simple little scent.

I ordered a decant of this and got it sometime in october. I tried it than and it had a bit too much of a red candy vibe, but knowing tombstone I decided to hang onto it and test it in a few months. Today I put it on before work. And 10 hours later y'all are getting a rambling review Fresh on me it's a whiff of cherry and cedar, with the root beer loveliness of tombstone hanging underneath. I'm going to be honest I don't know a lot about red musk, but I'm guessing that's the sweetness I'm getting from the top, like if tombstone was dropped in a candy store. But not just any candy smell, the specific kind you get from being about 5 feet away from a bowl of twizzlers. Nice, sweet, and vaguely fruity, but not enough cherry to overpower or bother those like me who are sensitive to it. On dry-down and long wear it's a cloud of fruity candy musk, not so much fruit, but the smell that comes from artificial fruit flavouring, on top of cedar and vanilla, with the root-beer mixing with the sweet elements and kind of dying out. Overall, it's a lovely scent, all the fun of tombstone, with a candy overlayering. I don't need more than a decant of this, as I like normal tombstone better, but this is really good!

I'm going to apologize for this review, as it's likely not the most helpful. This is the infamous perfume to end all perfumes, the one that keeps me up out of fear. Overly sweet cloying fruit, wet dog/wet animal scent, and a tinge of spoiled milk. Even with generous hand-washing I still reek it's nauseating. My skin chemistry makes this terrible, far too much wet animal, far too much milk, and artificial sickly sweet fruit. At the time of editing this I still shudder, over two years down the line. Something about sheer animalistic spoiled milk with the berries sends this into full on olfactory chaos, and the way my skin amped this..... Good luck to those of you who this works for, as for me this decant is going straight to the swaps and sells.

Snake Oil was at least wearable if not amazing. But I think that I have the skin chemistry that kills that, and O is completely dead. Honey on my skin normally is kind-of powdery, with some blends working alright, and weird with others. However O is by far one of the worst downfalls of my skin chemestry. In the bottle I didn't get a huge amount other than some faint honey, and on my skin it is Play Dough- SN. Like straight up I haven't smelled this in years and I can practically feel it in my hands. Bletch. At least I'm safe from a lot of popular variant LE's but still a disappointment.

Ah pbth! I read your post twice without noticing it!

I really have been enjoying "cloister graveyard in the snow" and am wondering which one of the labs snow notes it uses, and if there are any scents with this note that y'all love!

This is great! In the bottle it's a sweet irish coffee, creamy, and hard to resist the temptation to down my imp instead of putting it on. Fresh on it's all irish coffee (more on the coffee side), with a strong dry paper note, a bit like stored newspapers, or inhaling the spine of an old book. This is odd, but nice. Over my walk across town in the first hour or so of wear I kept lifting my wrist, the oakwood had really come through, like antique furniture, worn with age and dust, and countless coats of polish. This flows down over a few hours into the smell of an old wooden building, sun shining onto the floorboards, and making the gentle smell of age sing. It's like I dropped a latte in an old reading room, and the warm Carmel coffee tones have sunk into the floorboards, sending spirals of coffee into the air. It's been around 12 hours, and it's dried down to a rich butterscotch (maybe whisky? I don't drink so I wouldn't know) vanilla scent, with the faintest whiffs of coffee remaining. I took a nap earlier, and woke up wrists pressed to my nose, huffing the sweetness. It's warm and comforting, and is really just the thing for the first really cold day in a while!

Hnnnnnngh, This is SO GOOD. It starts out with a lovely buttery caramel pumpkin, with warm spices making it a very sweet pumpkin note. This dies to the back and blends perfectly with the absinthe, giving it a sweeter fall tinged absinthe, and complementing each other perfectly. I don't even have words but this is so good on my skin, and lasts a decent amount. The initial pumpkin is very strong but do not be afraid to slather, the absinthe ending is much subtler, and all in all makes a sweet and intriguing scent.

I know! Puppet Kitty is TEMPTING ME

I can't think of anything in the CG's that's an exact fit. White Rabbit has the linen, but the blend has a pretty different feel, at least on me. Cheshire Cat has lavender, citrus, and sort of a playful light feel that's similar, but it doesn't smell the same. Schrodinger's Cat is another one you might look at, but again, it's different, just kind of in the ball park. Possibly Embalming Fluid and Shanghai for the light, lemony tea smell. That's all I got! Hope it helps. I have white rabbit on my wishlist I may have to add the cats. HHHHHHhhhhhh it's my first (of my now 4 ) big bottles and I fear that I'll develop some nostalgia for it and die

Is there anything similar to Paper Phoenix? I know its basically dorian and antique lace, but I'm really looking for something similar to the vanilla linen dry-down

Oh dear I think I've broken my sniffer. This imp is aged. For how long? I'm not sure. But on me I smell the ocean. It's the same smell I smelled the other day while photographing an old house for sale, the salty brine of water and tidepools on the pacific. It's bitter and acrid, sunbaked water, warm driftwood, rotting kelp. And over it all a very faint throw of violet, though that could be the remnants of my roomates floral perfume settling into the carpet. But every sniff is salty and briny. All this time I've been looking for the perfect aquatic, when really it's just hiding here in plain sight. I smell like the fucking ocean, the tides, the crashing surf against the pebbled beach. It's a smell I've been nostalgic for. It's been years since I've seen the ocean, but this snaps me back there. It's perplexing, it's like a tidepool that I've dropped some overly elegant dramatic corsage in late at night after witnessing my boyfriend making out with someone else at prom. It's comforting and powerful. I'm confused and delighted, driven mad by this smell. It's perfect. It's haunting. It's beautiful. It's all wrong.

When I first put it on I'm getting a peanut note, like a fresh baked peanut cookie with a touch of spice. It's pleasant though, but a bit odd. This fades away in the first 15-25ish minutes and is replaces with a fresh gooey ginger molasses cookie. It's fresh out of the oven and onto my wrists. I want it. I need it. I don't have hands anymore. Whoops. While I bang my bloody stumps together in the ER several hours later I sniff again. The cookie smell has faded down which means I'm safe from eating any more of my limbs. I now smell like a gingery resinous old house. Warm and comforting and a little woody, like baked goods faded into the very walls of an old house. It's pleasant and comforting like living in an old mansion filled with sunlight and wood paneling, and maybe one too many vengeful spirits. All and all this is a lovely scent, and lasts around 8-10 hours on me in it's different stages. It's great on a rainy day, just don't put it on anything you really need, or you WILL EAT YOUR HANDS. That's practically a guarantee. Hand eating juice. Oh god. I've entered shitposting reviews already.

It's not bad dry, pleasant even but the wet stage keeps giving me little whifs of spoiled milk and I'm not sure if I can get past that. On me dry theres something sweet and nostalgic. Friends agree, it reminds us all of something from our childhoods, but no one can quite place it. Maybe a little baby powder, or something piped into a childs play area? I can see the appeal, but I'm tragically getting mostly sweetness, and not enough salty brine.

It's a floral. I don't know enough about florals to tell, but my brain is bringing me to some southeren swampy garden in the summer. Go look at someone else if you wish to ponder the olfactory sensations of flowers I know little about. It's a rather nice floral, combined with something my nose is detecting as apricot, but it could be yet another flower. It's nice, like sitting in a conservatory fresh on the skin. It has a hella strong throw, and my sheets smell of it after I applied it last night. Theres something earthy and bitter lurking under the florals, leading more to that stifling conservatory feeling, but in a nice way. Than dry-down hits. Boom, DILL. the florals back off and it's DILLS TIME TO SHINE BABY. Never before have I smelled dill in a perfume. It's not the pickled dill I'm getting but dill fresh from the ground, mixed with my mothers dill bread. It's a lovely floral dill that pulses and changes and it just... interesting. Also because I ignored the warnings and just read Anti-Depressant and went Anti-DeYESant I slathered this on. Did I feel energized and renewed? Yes. Did I accidentally hotbox my dorm room with perfume? YES. Do I have regrets? Naw. It's a truly interesting blend, and if you feel like something earthy and unique give it a whirl.

I normally break down my reviews, but this one is NOT a morpher on me. It's leather. I don't know enough about leather to really say the type, but it seems more like a newer chemically made leather than a well worn and sunned one. There's a faint whisper of black musk, but it seems to be really hiding. This is almost a leather single note, but something in this especially from a distance reminds me of an auto shop, maybe something metallic and almost a little oily hiding in with the leather? Maybe it's a touch of that new car smell (which I have been reported to hate) Overall it's too strong for me on it's own, but maybe a dot of something sweet layered with this would change my mind. Actually that seems like good advice. It's the RPG set, they're meant to be layered, and i feel like layering this could only make it better. To the experimentation table it'll go!

In Imp: Dried Tart Cherries, much like the kind you'd use in holiday baking. Getting clove as well, and what might be some wine peeking out. Wet on Skin: A cherry base, but one that seems almost artificial. I'm getting a good amount of clove and vetiver backing it up, and something in it is just screaming the candle you burn between thanksgiving and christmas. I do get a sorta blood orangey vibe some other reviewers are getting, but this is threatining to turn december in a JoAnne crafts store on me. Dry-Down: I'm getting cherry candle. Or maybe one of those sangrea candles, all wine and spices, and maybe some orange? I don't know what it is that's screaming candle, but that's what it is. I want a soap that smells like this, but I'm not sure about how it is on me. As it's aging it seems to be going more vanilla, which is a blessing, so we'll see how that goes. Hour or so later. Vanilla! Finally Vanilla! A deep spicy rich vanilla, but still a nice one. I am mostly just getting craft store fragrance off of this though. I'd love this as a room spray or a body wash, and I'd probably love it on someone else, but this one just... Isn't for me.