Heathcliff

[doomsday_disco]

“I have no pity! I have no pity! The more worms writhe, the more I yearn to crush out their entrails! It is a moral teething, and I grind with greater energy, in proportion to the increase of pain.”

 

A feral and unrepentant animalic musk slick with heat, tangled with smoked birch tar that clings to skin like soot and desire. Refined cologne masks a deep, grinding base of dark resins, cracked leather, and vetiver root; earth torn open, roots exposed. An elemental fury, a wild, fanatical embrace terribly alive in its darkness.

 

Formulated to be layered with CATHERINE, or worn as a standalone scent.

[VultureGirl]

Ooh, I get first crack at describing this scent! It and my bottle of Cathy arrived today and because I have zero patience I tried them both straight away. With Heathcliff I immediately got an intense scent memory of the men’s department at a venerable old department store where my grandmother used to shop. That area always smelled of expensive cologne and I would dawdle there, smelling the fancy bottles and running my hands over the well worn oak furnishings and silk ties before inevitably being dragged off to try on uncomfortable formal wear in the children’s section. 
 

This is an intensely, deliciously masculine cologne, and it cloaks its raw underbelly well but even so I immediately catch whiffs of birch tar and vetiver (two of my favorite scents that both love me and my skin in return). I also get a light dusting of something like lilac that shrouds the darker core of the scent which I think I recognize from other BPAL fougere blends. And all this is rounded out by the leather (which is a very subtle leather) and wood notes. 
 

All in all it’s an absolutely delicious beast of a scent and I think I’m going to spring for another bottle with my Luper order.