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No problem! If you Google “BPAL Worm Moon 2014,” the artwork shows up in Scentbase and an old BPAL Tumblr post.

@highgarden I think they’re 2013 and 2014, respectively!

Jammy gobs of sugared, tart pomegranate goo out of the bottle are crammed into a fluffy fried dough once applied to the skin. The scent experience is like eating a jelly doughnut in reverse.

From the bottle rises fresh diced apples with oats and walnuts, tossed together in a mixing bowl with sugar and grated nutmeg. On the skin, the edges brown as that cookie element bakes into view, but make no mistake; this is all about the sugared apples, subtle spice, and nutty, oaty bits.

From the 5ml barrel sloshes a waft of almond dusted with oakmoss and grazed with rosemary foam, while jasmine wraps her coquettish tail around it all. Jasmine-averse seafarers rejoice, or rather, beware: This be your siren to lure you into the aromatic abyss with her gentle floral song. The skin tells a tale. The integrity of the almond, the wit of the rosemary, and the virility of the oakmoss join forces with jasmine’s more polished sensibilities to become something that, while not capable of commanding the military, could very well command the room.

2020 version A sheen of buttery cookie sweat is tautened over a quickened, almost imperceptible pulse of cinnamon sugar. A faint perversion of egg nog permeates the air. Like a classic baked good with dastardly deeds that have yet to be discovered.

I went into this with a specific result in mind. I was hoping it’d smell at least somewhat similar to icewine tea. My wish has been granted! The dark resins, white lemon, and icy wine grape read like icewine-laced Ceylon tea with some rounding of the tannic edges. The white musk gives it a dry, loose leaf feel. Mfw wearing this:

I'm not a big fan of the drydown. There's an unpleasant clashing tang with the tart cranberry and buttery popcorn. BUT it is smoothing out considerably, and it continues to get better throughout the wear. The cranberries are bright. The popcorn smells crunchy. (How?!) This perfume might leave you with kernels stuck in your teeth.

"Baked in a buttery, flaky crust!" (If you know, you know.) Steamy blackcurrant goop embedded with froot bits and encased in a classic golden pie crust. There's like 1/4 tsp cinnamon in this recipe. I don't get any cardamom, but perhaps that is where this "perfume-y" slant is coming from that I'm picking up on, too? It's almost (like, 97%) a literal pie interpretation but for that certain something that says, "I refuse to conform to your gastronomic standards!" In any (pie) case, this one is another contender for a backup bottle. It is strong and long-lasting.

I can't believe I almost passed this one up. I was like, "Pumpkin pie? Eh." But then the reviews started rolling in and I just had to try it! In the bottle, it's a crumbly, chocolatey graham cracker crust and a cream cheese filling studded with flecks of pumpkin spice. On the skin, it's more generous with the filling, and the pumpkin spice sparkles to the surface. It balances deliciously with that chocolatey crust note. Backup-worthy. We're talking multiple backups here.

Like Cocoa Puffs folded into brownie batter. Fudgy, but not too dense. Great longevity, too!

A tart, green, honey-coated apple ensconced in a gauze-like cloud of heady, vaporous sweetness that glimmers like a mirage on the horizon. 🍏✨

I smell a thin layer of sticky pomegranate goo sandwiched between two crumbly, buttery cookies and topped with a white chocolate drizzle! I’m not really getting any mint. This reminds me of some sort of breakfast junk I had as a teen, and I think it’s those Special K Red Berries Cereal Bars. It smells more fruity closer to the skin, and the butter is dancing about happily in its little butter cloud.

Another early Weenie test! Bottle: Spicy cinnamon pumpkin booze. Wet: Pumpkin, clove, orange, hint of cinnamon. This smells like a Yule. Dry: Ah, there's the booze again! Something about the final stage leans into 2019 Samhain territory for me.

I tested a frimp of this without checking the notes first. And it was all Dots. Jujubes? Dots and/or Jujubes. Me gusta. When I looked at the scent description, I was shocked to see orange blossom because I usually don’t get along with orange blossom scents, yet Maenad is oh-so-charming. Since my mind was already stuck on “movie theater candy,” the subtle stankiness of the orange blossom crept up my nostrils like whiffs of movie theater seats of questionable cleanliness. Not like butt, but like a ghost of a must. It sounds unflattering, but it all works together wonderfully. After a few hours of wear, it’s Dots again, only fainter, like when the bits would cling to your teeth and you had to scrape them out with your fingernails.