The Lovecraft Collection.
Scents inspired by the works of H.P. Lovecraft and the Cthulhu Mythos.
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PERFUME OIL BLENDS
$17.50 per 5ml bottle.
Presented in an amber apothecary vial.
Night Gaunt Perfume Oil
$6.25 – $25.00
Night Gaunt Perfume Oil
$6.25 – $25.00
No one ever found what the night-gaunts took, though those beasts themselves were so uncertain as to be almost fabulous. Carter asked them if night-gaunts sucked blood and liked shiny things and left webbed footprints, but they all shook their heads negatively and seemed frightened at his making such an inquiry. When he saw how taciturn they had become he asked them no more, but went to sleep in his blanket.
Their scent of their slick, rubbery hides is bittersweet, ticklish, and skin-creeping: something akin to yuzu, white grapefruit, and kumquat mixed with the snow-dusted flowers of Mount Ngranek.
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hvillegas2cat –
If you have ever owned the benefit cosmetics rockateur blush, then this is what it smells like! Its so delicious & juicy yet fresh & clean. At first whiff I smelt sweet orange juice (yum!) but as it dries down the other notes come to life. If you are a citrus fan who wants something more on the feminine side, this is a good pick, as this is a grapefruit/ kumquat white floral heaven. I have the imp but am planning on buying a full size soon. It lasts around 4 hours on me but I don’t mind re applying throughout the day.
Claire –
Starts out smelling very strongly of grapefruit then softens to something sweeter. I don’t really smell any florals; it’s a citrus scent all the way to me.
Katie –
A clean, citrus scent with just enough florals in the mix to make it lean towards feminine. Definitely reminds me of a cleaning product, albeit a nice smelling one. If you love citrus- which I do not- definitely consider it.
ranepage11 –
This scent is spectacular! Juicy, tart, & citrus, I can smell the grapefruit & yuzu right at the top. The florals blend nicely, & gives it a soap-like smell, but in a good way!
VetchVespers –
I love Night-Gaunt. It makes me think of eating a kumquat, rind and all. There’s a lovely bright citrus with a woody greeness behind it and a light, sweet, white floral overlay, which I suspect is tuberose. I don’t smell any “snow” or mint in Nightgaunt. I could see how it might go sort of white floral soapy on some, but it works great for me.
It’s an unusual fragrance, and a nice citrus alternative to all the tea/citrus blends. I’d also highly recommend it for Aizen Myoo lovers, as it seems like a less sweet and longer lasting cousin to that fragrance.
woodenmango –
Out of the vial this is interesting. With each sniff I feel like it changes. First sniff was very floral and the second was very citrus. It’s a fresh clean smell. On me, its very soap-like. The florals are more pronounced and I think I get a hint of the kumquat as a faint underlying sweetness but the grapefruit seems to be gone (which is sad ’cause I love grapefruit). It’s not a bad smell I’m just not sure I like it with my body chemistry. In the vial it’s interesting but on me it smells like a rather generic soap. But because it smells so clean I might use the rest of my imp for other things, like as an air freshener or on a sachet.