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A scent for my bed-headed September 2nd Virgos: lavender for Lilith and amber for Brian. Wet: The lavender that Lilith Loves so much is prominent and I love it too. Dry: Lavender and commercial amber. I don't know if I like this one as much as I like the serpentine. Still on the fence about selling it. *sigh*
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Achievement Unlocked: Babys First Time Sleeping at an Airport Lil is a born traveler. She has been easy to travel with and eager to go new places! ever since she hopped on her first plane at a little over a year old. While shes not too fond of long car rides, she loves trains and /LOVES/ flying and she really, really loves airports. She loves what it symbolizes to her, and she simply loves being there. She loves watching people go to and fro, wondering where theyre going and where theyre coming from. She loves stale airport croissants, overpriced souvenir stands, and questionable day-old airport bagels. She loves buying chewing gum and city-branded trinkets, and she loves riding her suitcase like a go-kart. An ill-timed overnight stopover in Mexico City marked Liliths first time sleeping in an airport. Suffice to say, she takes to it better than either of her parents. She slept through sirens and loudspeakers, through beeping trams and rattling carts all while Teddy and I sat bolt upright, zombified and staring. I hope her love of travel never, ever wanes. The distant scent of black coffee spiked with coffee liqueur and dusted with cinnamon. It's hump day, and decided to try Connecting Flight this afternoon for a little pick me up. Wet, the coffee liqueur is pretty strong. Dry down, it doesn't smell like coffee, but reminds me more of coffee cake; vanilla cake and just a hint of cinnamon, paired with a steaming cup of coffee. I wasn't sure about it wet, but as it settled more, it smells quite lovely. I love the label for it.
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I believe that its important to commemorate important, pivotal moments in a childs life, and 17 October 2015 marks the first time Lilith really experienced Doctor Who. The episode was the Girl Who Died, and we watched it in a hotel room in Seattle. Lilith has given many other Doctors a spin since that day, but by far her favorite is the Twelfth. This is the scent of room service vanilla ice cream and leftover cake with a little bit of banana. When you sniff the bottle it's delicious sweet banana. On the skin I get banana pudding with vanilla ice cream! It's sooooo good! In the throw there's definitely cake too! I love this! It's so yummy!!
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Let’s be real: I just wanted an excuse to make a scent inspired by this photo. Lilith and I have incredibly similar senses of humor, full of fart jokes and gross outs and vulgarity. I love her belly laugh, I love how weird and surreal she is. I love that her jokes fall in a strange void somewhere between Harpo Marx, Deadpool, and Andy Kaufman with a huge helping of knock knock jokes that make no sense at all. I love that she and I laugh at so many of the same things, and I love that she and I sometimes laugh together until we’re crying and cramping. This scent is a ridiculous mélange of blue cotton candy, strawberry marshmallows, and whipped cream with sprinkles. This scent was mostly a sweet strawberry candy scent on me. In the dry down a little of the marshmallow came out and I definitely get whiffs of cotton candy too. No sprinkles really. It had light throw and not much staying power.
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When Lilith started becoming scared of monsters under the bed and shadows in the closet, wed talk. Id tell her that yes, there are monsters in the closet, but theyre there to watch over you. And yes, there are monsters under the bed, but theyre there to make sure youre safe while you sleep. The stories grew and expanded, and at night, wed say goodnight to the ghosts in the attic, the werewolves in the backyard, and the vampires in the basement. Sometimes, Id forget our zombie friends, and Lilith would take offense on their behalf. We say good night to the bats in the trees, and we say goodnight to the ghost rats in the walls, and we tell stories about what they do during the day when shes at school and Im at work. So, at night, shes snug in her bed, safe with all her monster friends. But then shed have nightmares about rattlesnakes or volcanoes, and while I try to comfort her when she calls out, I know that there will always be something hiding for her, for all of us in darkened corners. All we can do sometimes is reach out to one another and hold hands in the dark. Lilith, theres so much in the world thats gloomy and thick with shadows. I cant protect you from all of it, but the gods know I will try. I will do whatever I can to help you navigate the darkness, and I will be there holding whatever torches I can muster. You are brave and you are strong: you are the wolf, my werewolf, and I know with all my heart that you will always conquer your rattlesnakes. this opens in a fun musky/furry jumble and when it dries down I get a hint of...fruity lollipops? what? yes I do smell of candy now, underneath the nice dark complexity of whatever else is happening.. this reminds me of a lighter cousin to the 2013 yule krampuslaufen.
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In life, she was Amelia Goyri de Adot. She was promised into a loveless betrothal, but through patience, guile, and the strength of her devotion, she was able to repeatedly postpone the marriage until the death of her father, upon which she was free to marry the man she truly loved. Tragically, her joy was short-lived: on May 3rd, 1903, both Amelia and her son died during childbirth, and she was laid to rest in the Havanas sprawling necropolis with her son resting at her feet. Day after day, year after year, Amelias heartbroken husband visited their grave. He would knock three times, screaming, Wake, Amelia! Wake! In his grief, he could not bear to turn away from her, so when he was forced to leave by exhaustion or circumstance, he would walk backwards until he left the cemetery, always keeping his eyes on the grave of his wife and son. For seventeen years, he came to the grave daily, his heart wracked with anguish. Many years later, Amelias remains were exhumed, and witnesses saw that not only were the bodies perfectly preserved, but the infant child now rested in his mothers arms: a miraculous symbol of eternal love. To this day, pilgrims visit La Milagrosa to pray for her intercession, asking that she watch over, bless, and protect children and loving couples. Lilith paying her respects at the tomb of La Milagrosa, Cementerio de Cristóbal Colón: clusters of mariposa and mahoe, sprays of black orchid, loves red roses, and a thin drift of cigar smoke. bold bright syrupy floral. LM conveys both a sense of fun but also something elegant and regal. Big throw. The cigar smoke is light, delicate. the flowers remind me a little of heirophant and empress--rose + POW-- without the herbs and resins. the smoke is similar to that in dia de los meurtos: ethereal, wispy, a part of the offering, adding grace and depth (this ain't the big tobacco of In Time of Plague). as someone who doesn't like breathing real tobacco smoke, while this evokes said smoke, it isn't unpleasant at all. this feels like a monumental floral ofrenda. Intriguing. I like it, but don't know if it's really my style.
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Lilith loves Krampus. Shes loved Krampus ever since she was a wee tiny thing, and every Christmas Eve, she leaves chocolate and beef jerky (long story!) for him alongside the cookies and milk she leaves out for Santa. Last December, Lilith attended her first Krampuslauf at ArtWalk in Downtown Los Angeles. She was overjoyed; she absolutely loves Krampus, and being surrounded by so much excitement (and the strange joy of so many scowling bestial faces, swishing switches, and baskets awaiting unruly children) literally swept her off of her feet. She loved the parade, she loved the costumes, and she believed with all her heart even just for a moment, but maybe forever in her heart that all of these hairy horned beasts were real. Her favorite Krampus one she has known since she was a toddler gave her a card that proclaimed that she was naughty and destined for the basket. Of course, she treasures it. Dark chocolate and a hint of woodsmoke. Krampuslauf came~ It needed a good shaking and likes to separate. At first from a distance I smell like cozy hot chocolate and a nice fire but no, come closer and it's like a dusty bakery got caught in an inferno. After the inferno goes out I now smell like bitter chocolate and smoke. It's fun and if you like bonfire night and the more sweet gorobble, then this is for you. It's sweet and menacing all in one.
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I was supposed to be representing Death for our June Gloom Victorian Mourning event, but the Little Grim Reaper kept stealing my scythe. Lilith says this perfume should smell like pretty meat bones, and her translation of that is a musky vanilla sandalwood. In the bottle: MUSK. Sandalwood, maybe. Warm on skin: There's the vanilla! It's still white, musky sandalwood, but the vanilla is stronger. After a while: Cool, dry sandalwood with light musk and white, not-sweet, not-warm vanilla. This is probably the least sweet vanilla I've ever smelled from the lab.
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Lilith expressing herself at the V&A: cardamom-dusted cupcakes. In the bottle: It's the lab's yellow cake note. That's aaaaaaaaaaaalllllllll I can smell. Warm on skin: Yellow cake and the tiniest bit of cardamom. After a while: Foody, buttery yellow cake and dry, sweet-ish cardamom.
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Lilith was incredibly disappointed that she wasnt allowed to touch the Egyptian funerary texts at the British Museum. Myrrh and papyrus reed with a smear of vanilla cream frosting. Myrrh, Egyptian stuff AND vanilla?!? Yes. Please. What an evocative blend! I've never been to Egypt but this conjures an image of strolling the banks of the Nile, lined by papyrus reeds blowing in the gentle wind, while myrrh incense wafts in swirls around you. The papyrus reed is green and watery. It's fresh and a little bit sharp (which I love!). It juxtaposes beautifully with the softness of the myrrh. As it dries down, the watery aspect seems to fade but everything else remains consistent. It's quite atmospheric and I'm delighted with it. ETA: A few hours into the drydown and I definitely pick up on the vanilla cream frosting. It's sweet and yummy! I'm interested to read how other people interpret it!
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Last year, we spent a little time running around ghost towns in California. There was one that wasnt quite a ghost town, but was it was an Old West movie set that was abandoned. A ghost town of a ghost town? It was so peculiar, and so very California. The three of us made mini movies together in that odd ghost town until it got too cold to hold a camera. This photo isnt from that trip, but it reminds me so strongly of our silly little films. This one is for my little bandit: sarsaparilla, leather, and vanilla cream. Outlaw is made of some of my very favorite notes and lives up to all my expectations of it. In the bottle I get a strong burst of mouth watering sarsaparilla/root beer. The leather note is secondary. Wet on skin: Blast of sarsaparilla with smooth leather underneath it. Vanilla cream in the background keeping it sweet. Drydown: Leather comes forward more. It's a pretty leather note, not overpowering. The sarsaparilla fizzles in the background now, the vanilla cream starts to peak out more. The sarsaparilla and vanilla cream seem to be merging into one. Ultimate drydown: Vanilla cream with leather. I'm actually getting a Love's Philosophy vibe with leather and it's BEAUTIFUL. Definite winner for me and worthy of back ups.
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Last March, we took Lilith to the John Dee exhibit at the Royal College of Physicians in London. She loved it, especially the bits about his cryptography and the video presentation of his life and works. I loved her loving it. Truly, there's little that warms an old occultist's heart quite like holding her daughter's hand while gazing at books salvaged from John Dee's own library, or looking at our reflections together in Dee's scrying mirror. Worn leather bindings, the dry crackle of ancient paper, styrax and onycha, frankincense, a drop of candle wax, and the barest fleck of dried Tudor roses. I just got this bottle in from the lab, so I'm sure the bottle needs to rest a bit. Here are my first impressions: Cold sniff: This is a very pretty perfume. Very feminine. I smell some of the candle wax, It has a 1950's powder room vibe to it. Not to say that it is powdery though. But rather the smell of a vintage perfume. The rose note isn't predominant, but there is a floral tone to it. On wrist: I am getting a bit of the leather and rose scent that would be in Whip, but not in a strong, hit you in the face way. It's mellow, and soft. It is reminiscent of Bear Prince, but much more mellow on the rose note. But it does have a similar background. After 30 minutes: The Rose and leather are a bit more to the forefront, and the frankincense keeps the rose in check. I smell floral, without it verging into full bright rose territory. The notes have morphed into a bit of a powdery scent. All in all: This scent has good throw! My husband could smell it across the room, and I had just dabbed some on my wrist. It is a very feminine scent, and very pretty. It's not my typical scent to wear as it is a bit powdery. So I'll wear this only occasionally. This would be a great scent for someone who loves vintage perfumes! Hope this review is helpful!
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We visit one of the most ancient sacred sites in the world and what do we do? We play tag among the stones and make silly faces. Why? Because were Barrials. The chilly air of Wiltshires twilight in late winter, crushed grass, white musk, and Liliths lavender. In the bottle: WOAH! Hey grass, how you doin'? Green but also floral and I get the musk. Not smelling lavender in the bottle but I do have something hitting me that could be chilly air. This is...interesting. Wet: Lavender, grass, and musk and clean night air. A little ozone-y even. I'm digging it wet! Drying: Uh oh. Grass has smacked me in the face again. Sneezingly so. I really want to like this, because it's a clean and crisp and herbal scent. About 10 minutes later: Oh hey, this is calming down into something lovely. I don't get the in-your-face grass clippings I had in the bottle and for a moment when dry. I still smell lavender, and I smell the 'twilight air' and yes, the grass. I think the musk balanced it out, finally. And hey, no more sneezing! Throw: Wet and drying this is hit-you-in-the-face green, but it's dried down to a softer throw. I haven't managed to absorb the perfume as quickly as I do some blends. Synopsis: Overall this is a really clean and green scent on me. I do like it! Buuuuut...I'm not sure how often I'll wear it? It seems like a good spring/summer smell. Definitely going to hold onto it for now!
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Photographs, videos they dont do justice to the love that I feel for my girl. The quiet of this moment was special. We werent speaking; it was just a dad and his daughter together, enjoying the fleeting time of youth, and all was right in the world. I hope she remembers these special times when she looks back on her childhood. I know that I will never forget them. Dorian, Lilith's lavender, snowdrops, and soft vanilla. Oh my gosh, I'm first! In the bottle: Definitely lavender, Dorian, and something slightly citrus. I don't smell the vanilla in the bottle. It smells lovely though! I'd call it clean and fresh in the bottle. Wet: Ok, there's the vanilla. It's indeed soft--and sweet--and I think the snowdrops are giving this a slight lemon-y smell. Lavender and Dorian together are pretty much amazing, though, and this smells pretty damn good when applied. Drydown: This now smells a little powder-y on me but NOT in a bad way. Almost a lemon-vanilla powder dusting over Dorian musks and the lavender just a the very edge of my peripheral. I would like more lavender, but it doesn't need it to be a beautiful scent. It's almost foodie at times, but then gets anchored back just this side of floral/musky. Throw: this came out swinging, but has faded unfortunately quickly on me. As it fades, I'm mostly left with a kinder, gentler Dorian with hints of lavender. Synopsis: This is, as everyone expected, a keeper!
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Lavender, white musk, sweet hops, and a little French vanilla. This is soo good. I didn't realize I needed more lavender in my life until this. I'm not getting a whole lot of hops and the white musk lends a bit of cleanness to it. This is mostly a sweet lavender vanilla to me. Perfect for those who missed TKO hair gloss (please bring it back!). I just ordered my 2nd bottle. <3
