Vaudenilla

It has similar vibes weirdly to another one of my favorites, Four Penises, because they're both cool-toned invocations of luxurious vacations. This one is closer to a vacation in a very lovely Pennsylvanian bed and breakfast with 80's pink Laura Ashley duvets. You went with your mom when you were 14 and spent the whole weekend doing fun grown up "woman" things together, like painting your nails, shopping in the upscale downtown boutiques practically frothing with frills and lace, and doing those fancy green facials every girl dreamed of doing when they saw them in the movies. Sorry for getting so descriptive and metaphorical, but the faint tea rose, bubblegummy lotus, cold vanilla amber and what I think may be white musk under the almond just really invoke a soft femininity that makes me think of a girlhood from times past, something so soft and luxurious and unhurried and unfolding. powdery tea rose, softly crumbling amber over a base of vanilla and creamy almond. 9/10 fancy vanities

I was sure I would looooove this, and it was PERFECT for all of five minutes on me, but then an evil and ancient demon known as skin chemistry snuck up & bit me by the neck, dragging me down to the depths of weird plastic and burnt coconut girlscout cookies hell it smelled lovely on a friend when I tried it on her but she found it too sweet so I sold it. I want to track down an older version someday and see if I have a different experience. Sometimes certain blend years jive with me when others didn't (looking at you luperci!) 3/10 girlscouts moonlighting as firefighters

Unusual, spicy but refreshing, creamy and sweet and floral.... Clean but sexy. Harkens to a really high end niche perfume (which BPAL is in my opinion, they just don't charge eye-popping prices for it...) that someone's rich aunt might wear. She took french at her London university but only because she was already fluent and needed the credits. Sometimes she smokes weed and watches the sunrise on the balcony of her beachfront apartment and is quoted as saying "the morning seasalt styles my hair better than any products I put in it!". She visits Japan three times a year, but not Kyoto, no, she goes to Okayama because she "prefers the food and culture". She eats oysters raw for dinner, washed down with three dirtyyyyy martinis every Friday. She wears a lot of 80's cream, baby blue, angelic pink and pale orange silks from vintage reclaim stores, paired with chunky silver jewelry from small and upcoming designers. Sometimes she favours linen but usually for weekend errands. I hope to be her someday. Glamorous in a weird way. AS FOR THE ACTUAL SMELL OF THE PERFUME white rabbit & Alice went on a long cavort through a strange psychedelic waterworld. I know that sounds insane but this has the same clean, sweet and herbal scent as white rabbit, but ALSO the ginger and the "ivory rosettes" read similarly to alice's warm and spicy floral thing-and of course the blue musk notes make for this weird watercolour filmreel experience.. like you're watching this strange, sordid adventure on a fuzzy projection screen. Sillage: Arms-length scent bubble, that ginger really anchors it to my skin for some reason. Wear Time: Pretty good, 6 hours full strength with a lovely creamy late drydown that lasts for 3 more hours. fab. 10/10 I'm Better Than You's.

I've been very much feeling like curling up the freshly dug graves of the local cemetery lately; I'm desperately craving the sweet, cool stillness of moist coastal dirt and moss, cloistered against the responsibilities breathing down my neck and the real world. Thankfully for my clothes (and job) this potion gets me about 95% of the way to that experience. My bottle is rather old, say about 2008, and I notice that when compared to my more recent imps, it's a wetter, cooler formula, with a richer, bolder rose geranium. It tickles the nose a little when sniffed straight from the bottle. On skin the oil blossoms, and the dirt takes center stage. Earthy, so damp, so chilled, it's as if the hands of death themselves graced this soil. The rose geranium is not a delicate floral, it's a little complex and sharp, which prevents the rich, earthworm-tilled loam from skewing too dank or "Nosferatu" (indeed not, as that is Cicuta layered with Silenti.). No this reads as a little fresher, more youthful, less dank-crypt. Perhaps you're just lingering near the ajar door of the mausoleum, not quite inside. I wear this version as often as I feel I can get away with smelling like I legitimately just crawled out of a grave, which is unfortunately not as frequent as I'd like....the customer base of my job prefers women who smell like cupcakes. The newer iteration of this perfume has a different floral component (watery-er, less sharp, more rounded and perhaps a little sweeter) but the dirt remains as faithfully earthy, if not just a little bit dryer overall, giving the impression of a warmer graveyard experience. It feels more "Above ground". Perhaps the sun is shining and a black cat keeps you company while you read poetry to your lost love. More of a bittersweet, wistful impression than the older version, but they're so similar I doubt many people would be unsatisfied with the current iteration as the vintage one is actually a little more difficult to wear. The newer version also lasts less time on me which again, for many would be a pro because it fades into this gorgeous earthy herbal thing that I love. I only have imps of this for now but would genuinely consider upgrading to a full bottle. Overall a stunning perfume and one so unique in profile that I've never smelled anything that holds a candle to it in terms of realistic graveyard silt. Sillage is rather aggressive so if you track down a vintage version be aware of that. Wear time: A stunning 10 hours for the vtg, about 6 for the newer. 10/10 Wistful Yearnings

need 50 bottles. impeccable. This smells like the soft, worn plushie that you cried into as a child when you felt like no one loved you, but the stuffie did and the stuffie always will. let me buy a vat please.

My worst gripe with BPAL is that the General Collection doesn’t get enough hype. Truly gems, all of them. This particular one is fresh, warm, woodsy and clean. As someone who grew up on the coast, this is very accurate to the smell of sea spray. I swear I get some kind of almond blossom or floral note at the very top, but it’s so faint it’s practically undetectable. I love the deep-drydown stage where I get a sexy balsamic leather-wood smell. I would love a full bottle of this. Truly

I love this thread. I’ve been poring over it ever since I asked for recommendations on fragrances similar to Thierry Mugler Alien. Now it’s my turn to add to the pile- If you like Castitas bath oil, you might like Spidersilk & Starlight from Nui Cobalt. They layer beautifully & have similar scent profiles. My girlfriend oft says they’re the same & asks if I’m wearing one when I’m wearing the other!

I just want to say thank you for all of the incredible recommendations in this thread I have since hunted down some Imp's ears and am on the prowl for other decants, thanks to yall, and am living my best sweet-patchouli life. So far my favs are: -A savage veil, severe and strong. -Goblin -Vixen Thank you guys!!!

I wear this while reading Tarot. It feels, to me, to be in the same vein as the smell of Florida water. Crisp, bright and cleansing. This smells like the feeling of The Star card. It’s a little hard to describe

Everything I ever want from a goth-ier perfume. I do own Goth Queen & wear it occasionally but this one is truly my preferred blend when it comes to wearing dark blends. At the very top I get a metallic opium tar, then it unfurls into a softer myrrh with smoky labdanum and amber. I also detect a creamy dark orchid vanilla. Very intoxicating and richly resinous. Sillage: Strong. Wear time: pretty long! 8-10 hours

Ok. Here’s how this smells: you just walked into a haunted house that’s being reclaimed by the woods. There’s roots pushing through the ground, and a plush carpet of crunchy dead leaves coats the dusty wooden floor. The stairs look dubious- but something pulls at you to climb them. Upstairs, you find decadently decayed bedrooms wallpapered with fading floral patterns. Everything is dusty and soft and hazy. You pad quietly into the master bedroom and find an altar, a fading stick of incense, and a sepia toned photo of a beautiful woman from many, many moons ago. Dead leaves (sans that horrible bell pepper note), softly smoldering incense, and woody oud. Sillage: stronk. Wear time: long.

It pisses me off greatly that I haven’t finished reviewing last year’s weenies and it’s already time for this year’s. What do you mean the passage of time is real? And I’m subject to it? Thats actually kind of how this perfume itself makes me feel. I echo @starbrow’s sentiment that this takes one’s mental state back 100 years with its warm, orange tinted clove swirled with woody oudh and fuckin sexxxyyy amber. It smells like the bedchambers of a sexually repressed vampire. Perfect. Sillage: More aggressive than most bpal but it’s inviting. Wear time: Long, definitely lasted from morning to night for me.

This is, perhaps, what I would like my hair to smell like for the rest of time. I heartily second @Amoraexcena 's assessment that this is what silvery fairy dust and unicorn tears smell like, but I would even go so far as to say that this is the smell of early morning sunlight hitting the unicorn's shimmering mane as it drinks from a tranquil lake. The lake is fed by a large waterfall, which is casting rainbows and misting everything in a shuddering layer of dew. This is what a moonbeam smells like, bottled. Powdery sweet amber, smooth and silky and almost skin-musky. Mineralic sparkliness that adds some salty, grounded complexity that keeps you sniffing for more... This thing literally lasts for up to 3 days in my hair. Granted I have long, unruly thick hair that I douse in hairgloss (Seriously, about 5 ish pumps every time I use gloss at this point).

This is a sweet, almost juvenile cherry blend. I don't find the cherry medicinal at all either, but it is bright, and the other vague red fruits make the whole thing a cutesy cacophony of creamy cherry sugar. I don't get any "sweet cream" identifiably, but perhaps that's what is making this a little plasticky in the deep dry down. This does last a woefully short time on me, but it is a fun time while it lasts. I don't mind reapplying.

Oh, Ughhh wild strawberry and patchouli looks incredible 😭😭😭 gutted it’s no longer available. Feed me & fill me plus Goblin and Tricksy….. those are allll on my decant list now ehehe :3 thank you for those wonderful recommendations!!