doomsday_disco Report post Posted August 21 No shoes, no skin, no problem! Scorched sandalwood and polished bone shards spattered with tattoo ink. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
ghoulnextdoor Report post Posted October 31 The other end of that proprietary spectrum, what happens when you develop the negative and all that jealously-guarded darkness flips to stark white light. Bare canvas stretched over scorched wood, primer coat before the ink goes in, the erasure that comes before creation. Bleached cotton, chalk dust, correction fluid painted over mistakes, clinical and clean. The empty space, the blank page, a more fraught and unforgiving reckoning than being lost in the dark, somehow more existentially annihilating than staring down the void. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Follow My Nose Report post Posted 20 hours ago This starts out on me as a beautiful sandalwood with a soft smokiness that is an incense smoke, rather than a woodsmoke scent. It's lovely right from the start, As it dries, I got nervous to pick up what might be a light clove note? My skin amps clove a lot and I was concerned that it would be the case here. No worries, though, it settles down into a soft background for the dark floral ink notes, which add an elegant complexity to the smoky sandalwood. This was the skeleton scent that I was craving this Halloween and I love it! It's dry and dark and scorched. If you are familiar with The Locked Tomb book series, this is what Drearburh would smell like if it was a perfume. If you are not familiar, it reminds me of photographs of the Paris catacombs and their grotesquely beautiful bone architecture. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
