My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips’ red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damasked, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground.
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.
– Sonnet 130, William Shakespeare
Orange blossom water, fig milk, clove bud, madder root, and gum arabic smeared on an ambergris-dabbed white leather glove.
(No cochineal were harmed in the making of this ‘fume.)
josefinstjernqvist –
In the bottle it reminded me of Humanite, but instead of caramelized vanilla there was cocoa. The florals are in the back and I smelled mostly cocoa and white peach. Yummy!
Wet on the skin it was about the same, except the cocoa backed down some.
Now here is where the fun starts. This one morphed quite a lot on me and I was almost a bit confused when I smelled it 10 minutes after the application and then 30 minutes after that.
When it dried down it started to act as all other chocolate scents on me; it gave of this wierd scent. It wasn’t overwhelming nor foul, but it saddened me a bit. The honey comes in and saves the day, it mellowed down the wierd scent as it portrayed itself more. The floral backs away as well as the peach. The scent has a saltiness to it, which I think is from the ambergris.
A little while after the drydown and the cocoa as well as the peach portrays themselves again. Jesus Christ, this one changed. I’ve never had a bottle that changed so much back and forth. Now the blend is beautiful, no note take over the other. It has a fullness to it, a sweetness to it, a saltiness to it (not overwhelming).. I do fancy this one.