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The Donkey's Tail
wilhelmscream replied to doomsday_disco's topic in Gifts with Donation or Purchase
Like Gloomily, Gloomily, this really lives up to its color palette scent translation. Purply-pinkish-grey. A little sweeter and more fabric-focused than it's companion, but having some parallel notes of thistle, lavender and grey musk. It has a very clean but lived in cozy feel to it. A kind of dreamy familiarity to it. Your favorite hoodie or fleece blanket kind of feeling. That thing that brings you great comfort no matter what. -
In the bottle, I smell mostly sweet, chewy oats, crisp lemon verbena, with a bit of carrot, white tea and vetiver. Herbal, earthy and very tidy. It smells very of the earth, or of the garden. Like you're having a cup of tea in the garden. But there is a sense of urgency in there. Don't get too comfortable in the garden and outstay your welcome. After about an hour, what remains is a sort of herbaceous oat-milk-honey musk.
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Lines Written by a Bear of Very Little Brain
wilhelmscream replied to doomsday_disco's topic in Yules
I like the pointed notes of hot, sunny cardamom amber and snowy slush. The hot/cold dynamic is really interesting in this fragrance. Very appropriate for the Yule collection. The honeyed rice and milky musk really create a close to the skin body smell. Like a worn t-shirt of a loved one. Something warm and a little spicy. The snowy slush comes into play as almost like a frosted window pane of glass, just a suggesting of cool around this radiant warmth. -
Wild clover smells almost a little more floral to me than like, a regular sticky sweet honey. The mead fizz is especially interesting, very airborne tingly note, but with that chewy, heart, meady stank. A little smoky and powdery. When first applied, the mead fizz is rather confrontational! I don't know if that's a note I'd normally go for, so at first it was a bit alienating. As it settled in with the other notes, becoming this gorgeous wash of golden amber light, I really found myself accepting the charm of the mead fizz. Because of the smoke and fizz, there's a sense of energy and chaos to this one.
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Well, that's pink. In the bottle, it smells... pink. A wash of pink. I smell the vanilla and caramelized almonds, a bit of the apple. When first applied to the skin, the red bean paste takes the stage. This adds a lot of grit to it! I feel like this really represents Piglet's sense of yearning to be brave. Along with the acorn and almond, you really get a sense of strength and depth beneath the airy pink vanilla, apple, strawberry-ness of it all. A very earnest and sweet fragrance. Encouraging! Comforting! When I first put it on, I got a little teary eyed and thought "Come on Piglet, you can do it!"
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This has a very wistful, introspective sadness to it, like Angela Chase of My So-Called Life. I love that it's referred to as the goth kid scent, very appropriate. Soft goth. Grey goth. In the bottle, it is a truly amazing synesthesia experience of thick, rain-filled clouds of pale purply-grey. A heavy sigh of sadness as you linger in a doorway waiting for someone to take note that you're there, asking you what's wrong. "Oh nothing..." The lavender, iris and lilac all team up together to form this gentle purple floral swirl. The grey musk is cozy, softly sweet. The thistle, tea and moss give it an earthiness and texture. The tail pairs wonderfully with it, bringing in the fabric component of silk and cotton, sweetening it up with the vanilla and adding a little more purple with a French Lavender. Honestly reminds me a lot of my sweet grey cat I had through most of my 20 named Zooey. Tiny little thing, looked like an ash grey cloud with big green eyes. She even smelled grey, kinda dusty.
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In the bottle, it's a pretty immediate hit of warm, buttery toast. Beneath that, you can really get the honey, milk and roasted vanilla. On the skin, I really amped the buttery toast upon application and knew I'd have to get it some time to settle down. About twenty minutes later, the amber and vanilla took focus, moving into a more perfume-y territory. It's so incredibly cozy and warm. After about an hour, it faded into a milky honeyed amber with a hint of cotton. Very gentle, creamy, a little powdery.
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The Dregs of a Bottle of Vanilla Extract (Discovered in the Mud)
wilhelmscream replied to doomsday_disco's topic in The Edward Gorey House
In the bottle, it's almost like rubbing alcohol that fell into a mud puddle. Very strong. Truly smells like ethanol! On the skin, it immediately unfolds into this GORGEOUS sweet, sticky, boozy vanilla mud. There is a sort of mentholated chill to it -- maybe anise? This is one of my favorite scents that BPAL has made. A simple, really dirty vanilla. I feel like it really captures the essence of Edward Gorey's art and sense of humor -- the sweetness of the vanilla and the dirty darkness of the mud. -
In the bottle, I smell a pine-y, mossy myrrh. Oh this is spooky! Not overly pine-y, but definitely like you are completely lost in the woods at night and your candle just blew out and you're shakin' in your ballet slippers. On the skin, the fabric note and the lily combine well with the moss. The myrrh and candle smoke give it a bit of a dark, resinous, crumbly, powdery smell. Very shadowy and beautiful.
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"Are you sure they're real lemons?" In the bottle, it smells like lemonade... though I'm absolutely smelling the almond too, which is throwing me off, so it's like... uhh, what's in this lemonade? On the skin... really strange. Very stringent and lemon-y. But there is a dry saltiness to it. As it dries and the almond and cinnabar begin to balance all of this out, it smells less strange and more interesting. It smells like a lemon drop. Or the memory of a lemon drop. Tangy, sweet, sort of dusty.
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Strangled on Midsummer’s Eve
wilhelmscream replied to doomsday_disco's topic in The Edward Gorey House
In the bottle, I smell bitter tea, something metallic, and a damp sigh of wisteria. On the skin, it's very wisteria-heavy, and that wisteria feels heavy. It has a very murky, purple-grey watercolor kind of feel to it. The wisteria is way more prominent than the tea. Faded notes of violet and rose float around the periphery, with just a whisper of woodsmoke lingering beneath everything. Soft and wistfully sad. -
In the bottle, I smell skin musk and bourbon. It's clean and boozy. But on the skin, it all melts into this rich, buttery, creamy pool of goodness. Almost kind of butterscotch-y? Musky, boozy sugar cookies? It's deceptively simple. Completely gorgeous and intoxicating and cannot get enough of! A decent throw, but definitely meant to wear close to the skin. Would layer nicely with other fragrances.
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oh WOW! This is good. Obviously, you've got this macadamia as the headliner and she's incredible. The sweet beeswax, the old paper and leather, the teakwood, the hearth smoke... all provide such a beautifully dark, dense and cozy atmosphere. So smooth and rich.
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My friend Sarah had several Halloween parties throughout middle school and high school and her mom would always make this punch that was like 7-Up and rainbow sherbet, and this really reminds me of that! Very fizzy, tart citrus out of the bottle/when first applied, but then it quickly disappears. Then the focus shifts to the strawberry and plum. The plum! The plum makes everything richer and a bit darker. But then... the citrus-y fizz comes back into the picture a bit more. Fizzy, fruity. Kind like... Sweet Tarts? Or this aforementioned Halloween punch my friend Sarah's mom made? It's kind of all blending back together again. Honestly, it's kind of like being at a Halloween party. You mingle with the different notes and then settle into a corner with a good conversation and see the party as a whole. It really, really reminds me of that punch. Ahh memories!
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Dead Leaves, Salt and Sea Home & Linen Spray
wilhelmscream replied to doomsday_disco's topic in Atmosphere
I think that first review says it all! Definitely getting "sleepy, spooky small coastal town in Autumn" vibes from this. It smells like a cold, grey day at the beach. Fresh and sort of cologne-y, but with a quiet, spooky edge.