Mad Tea Party
The Dodgson Collection.
Scents inspired by the madness of Alice’s sojourns to Wonderland.
PERFUME OIL BLENDS
Presented in an amber apothecary glass vial.
$6.25 – $25.00
Heavy incense notes waft lazily through a mix of carnation, jasmine, bergamot, and neroli over a lush bed of dark mosses, iris blossom, deep patchouli and indolent vetiver.
Mad Tea Party
The Dodgson Collection.
Scents inspired by the madness of Alice’s sojourns to Wonderland.
PERFUME OIL BLENDS
Presented in an amber apothecary glass vial.
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To stab my youth with desperate knives, to wear
This paltry age’s gaudy livery,
To let each base hand filch my treasury,
To mesh my soul within a woman’s hair,
And be mere Fortune’s lackeyed groom, — I swear
I love it not! these things are less to me
Than the thin foam that frets upon the sea,
Less than the thistle-down of summer air
Which hath no seed: better to stand aloof
Far from these slanderous fools who mock my life
Knowing me not, better the lowliest roof
Fit for the meanest hind to sojourn in,
Than to go back to that hoarse cave of strife
Where my white soul first kissed the mouth of sin.
A sophisticated traditional gentleman’s cologne, with just the slightest taint of patchouli’s passion, tonka bean’s decadence, the philanthropy of bergamot, moss’ cynicism, the sharp wit of lavender, and the hopeless romantic longing of jasmine and thyme.
Then one afternoon the butterfly wobbled out of a breeze and lit on the tip of her horn. He was velvet all over, dark and dusty, with golden spots on his wings, and he was as thin as a flower petal. Dancing along her horn, he saluted her with his curling feelers. “I am a roving gambler. How do you do?”
Fuzzy brown tonka bean, golden amber, bergamot, nutmeg, and petitgrain.
She herself had short red hair and a face which was not so much freckled as one big freckle with occasional areas of skin.
Pepper’s given first names were Pippin Galadriel Moonchild. She had been given them in a naming ceremony in a muddy valley field that contained three sick sheep and a number of leaky polythene teepees. Her mother had chosen the Welsh valley of Pant y Gyrdl as the ideal site to Return to Nature. (Six months later, sick of the rain, the mosquitoes, the men, the tent trampling sheep who ate first the whole commune’s marijuana crop and then its antique minibus, and by now beginning to glimpse why almost the entire drive of human history has been an attempt to get as far away from Nature as possible, Pepper’s mother returned to Pepper’s surprised grandparents in Tadfield, bought a bra, and enrolled in a sociology course with a deep sigh of relief.)
There are only two ways a child can go with a name like Pippin Galadriel Moonchild, and Pepper had chosen the other one: the three male Them had learned this on their first day of school, in the playground, at the age of four.
They had asked her her name, and, all innocent, she had told them.
Subsequently a bucket of water had been needed to separate Pippin Galadriel Moonchild’s teeth from Adam’s shoe. Wensleydale’s first pair of spectacles had been broken, and Brian’s sweater needed five stitches.
The Them were together from then on, and Pepper was Pepper forever, except to her mother, and (when they were feeling especially courageous, and the Them were almost out of earshot) Greasy Johnson and the Johnsonites, the village’s only other gang.
Wild English roses, French gardenia, vanilla, honey, golden ginger, blood orange, pine resin, pink pepper, crushed berries, tuberose, bergamot, and geranium.
Orchid, white musk, and bergamot wafting over juniper berries, with a gentle touch of soft, earthy patchouli.
c-j-allison –
So incense-y! Normally I hate vetiver, so this imp was really me going out on a limb. I quite like this as an environmental scent because it’s cosy, rather than something I wear on my person.
The florals can be a little reminiscent of old lady perfume on me, but the jasmine is beautifully balanced and it never becomes *just* a jasmine perfume.
Lunashayde –
Got this as a frimp, and i love it. The descriptions of new age store, incense shop or headshop is completely true. It bring back memories of smelling all the incense sticks at a ren faire, that certain ashy undertone and a swirl of flowers, ambers or musk. If you see patchouli and are afraid, don’t be. This isn’t the super peat moss, damp earth smell, it’s gentle and supporting of the floral. Try the imp if you are unsure, but you won’t be disappointed.
batsworthy –
Effective if you want to smell like an incense shop
dthornhill11 –
This is a beautiful floral incense smell. I can really smell the Jasmine and the patchouli through a smoky haze on my skin. In the bottle it’s almost like liquid smoke and ash in the best way. It’s very beautiful and complex on me.
xancanfly –
I used to go to this new age store in my local mall, when I was growing up, just to smell the incense. It smelled so good! I have spent my life searching for a perfume that smelled like that place, only to finally stumble upon The Caterpillar! It smells sweet, and smoky, and exactly like the incense section of that store. I can’t stop sniffing my wrist when I wear it 🙂 . I got an imp and ordered a bottle.
jessicamccullough98 –
This was my first purchase through BPAL. I am always on the lookout for Alice in Wonderland inspired products. I am particularly fond of the Caterpillar, so of course I had to try this perfume oil. I took a gamble based on the description and bought a full size. I was not disappointed! It really is a scent of headshop-meets-funeral parlour. In the bottle, I got the heavy, almost medicinal smell of incense with just the slightest hint of the florals. Wet, it’s almost overwhelming. More floral, but very thick and heavy. Lots of smokiness as it dries. Dry, it’s AMAZING. A perfect balance of smoky incense and florals. I smell it and it takes me to a room full of plush floor pillows, brocade and velvet – and elaborately decorated vases filled with funerary flowers. It makes me think of lush greens, deep blues and vibrant violets enveloped in the swirling smoke of a hookah. The throw is quite strong for a couple hours and then becomes more subtle without completely vanishing. After a few hours of wear, it piqued the interest of my husband, and brought him in even closer…
VetchVespers –
Caterpillar is the 1st BPAL fragrance I fell in love with and my 1st 5ml bottle. I love resinous/ incense blends and this is still a favorite. Caterpillar is very well blended and none of the notes really stand out apart to my nose. There’s a dusty quality (frankincense?) and a peppery note (carnation) that mix with moss and make me think of crunchy brown leaves. The scent tickles the nose a tad. The flowers keep the fragrance from being too dry but I definately wouldn’t call this a sweet floral. It’s mellow, sophisticated, and exotic, and surrounds me with soft, wispy trails of incense for most of the day.
I wouldn’t let any one note in this keep you from trying Caterpillar as they all blend so nicely together, but I wouldn’t buy it for one note either. Incense. The most fantastic ever.
Heather –
The first BPAL scent I’ve ever tried. It smells like walking into a New Age shop redolent of sweet incense. It’s not my thing.
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There seems to be a floral takeover of this blend and for a rare instance, vetiver has failed me. Will give to a friend to see if she can morph this.
Nuri –
A lovely grown up patchouli. Like the scent left lingering after a head shop is remodeled into a fancy boutique. The iris adds a buttery element to the ash of the incense, that conveys a fine expensive middle-eastern incense not high mass or hippie. Jasmine adds a voluptuous quality and then bergamot and neroli give the top notes a little tartness to balance everything out. It has a fairly big sillage for BPAL and nice longevity. It could work for women or men, mature to young. In fact I think it could be a nice introduction to incense perfumes for those that have been apprehensive to try them.