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A salacious, lecherous, leering scent – dirty and dark, slapped with a wet sweetness. Earthy black patchouli swelling with apricot.
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– November 4, 2018
I didn’t know patchouli & apricot could be so complimentary of one another. It’s a really simple blend, but I enjoy it very much! It’s going on my wish list for sure. Gives me the impression of mysterious strangers, & walking alone at night.
– April 1, 2018
I was really bummed out when Grand Guignol was discontinued, but now that I’ve tried Depraved, I think I like it even better. The patchouli cuts the sweetness of the apricot better than the brandy. It’s earthier, dirtier, sexier. It’s definitely apricot and definitely a pretty dark patchouli, but it’s more than the sum of its parts. And it lasts really well. I love it!
– November 30, 2017
What can I say, I love Patchouli and I love apricots, both together are amazing and both are really coming out great on my skin.
– August 19, 2017
Patchouli and fruit blends sometimes go really sickly on me. This was one of those times. 🙁
– July 20, 2017
After about a week the apricot really came out of the dark patchouli. It was almost too much patchouli at first but now it’s just like others have described, juicy apricot and contrasted with that dark and dirtiness. It’s not a sweet apricot at all, but more like a sensual earthy apricot incense. I swear I’ve smelled an incense similar to this a long time ago.
– March 4, 2017
Fresh, this is very woody, dirty patchouli, and sweet, chewy apricot…kind of disjointed and disturbing. Aged about 6 months, this smells like dirty skin, in the best way-like lovers eating apricots fresh from the tree in the hot , hot sun.
– September 22, 2016
I really wanted to like it and maybe it’s just my chemistry but the patchouli was just too overpowering on me. I never really detected the apricot in it and was thinking that perhaps it might need a touch more or maybe even something sweeter thrown in the mix to balance it. I think I’m going to see if this one improves with age, I really love fruit scents, particularly apricot so I’m not willing to give up on it just yet.
– January 20, 2015
Both my girlfriend and my boyfriend complimented this scent. The apricot is delicious and not at all sugary. It’s fresh and juicy while the patchouli adds a dark spiciness. This one is going on my short list.
– June 11, 2014
luscious, juicy apricot and dark, resinous, patchouli. what a fabulous contrast. the apricot is so realistic and mouth-watering that i want to lick my arm. a flirtatious, dirty, sexy scent.
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Evokes sheer, unadulterated carnal lust. An undeniably warm and sensual scent. Black narcissus, orange blossoms, and vanilla.
Viens sur mon coeur, âme cruelle et sourde,
Tigre adoré, monstre aux airs indolents;
Je veux longtemps plonger mes doigts tremblants
Dans l’épaisseur de ta crinière lourde;
Dans tes jupons remplis de ton parfum
Ensevelir ma tête endolorie,
Et respirer, comme une fleur flétrie,
Le doux relent de mon amour défunt.
Je veux dormir! dormir plutôt que vivre!
Dans un sommeil aussi doux que la mort,
J’étalerai mes baisers sans remords
Sur ton beau corps poli comme le cuivre.
Pour engloutir mes sanglots apaisés
Rien ne me vaut l’abîme de ta couche;
L’oubli puissant habite sur ta bouche,
Et le Léthé coule dans tes baisers.
À mon destin, désormais mon délice,
J’obéirai comme un prédestiné;
Martyr docile, innocent condamné,
Dont la ferveur attise le supplice,
Je sucerai, pour noyer ma rancoeur,
Le népenthès et la bonne ciguë
Aux bouts charmants de cette gorge aiguë
Qui n’a jamais emprisonné de coeur.
– – –
Come, lie upon my breast, cruel, insensitive soul,
Adored tigress, monster with the indolent air;
I want to plunge trembling fingers for a long time
In the thickness of your heavy mane,
To bury my head, full of pain
In your skirts redolent of your perfume,
To inhale, as from a withered flower,
The moldy sweetness of my defunct love.
I wish to sleep! to sleep rather than live!
In a slumber doubtful as death,
I shall remorselessly cover with my kisses
Your lovely body polished like copper.
To bury my subdued sobbing
Nothing equals the abyss of your bed,
Potent oblivion dwells upon your lips
And Lethe flows in your kisses.
My fate, hereafter my delight,
I’ll obey like one predestined;
Docile martyr, innocent man condemned,
Whose fervor aggravates the punishment.
I shall suck, to drown my rancor,
Nepenthe and the good hemlock
From the charming tips of those pointed breasts
That have never guarded a heart.
Red musk and sweat-damp golden skin musk with labdanum, golden amber, nutmeg, tobacco absolute, black orchid, and hemlock accord.
Heard a carol, mournful, holy,
Chanted loudly, chanted lowly,
Till her blood was frozen slowly,
And her eyes were darkened wholly,
Turn’d to tower’d Camelot.
For ere she reach’d upon the tide
The first house by the water-side,
Singing in her song she died,
The Lady of Shalott.
The scent of calm waters just before a raging storm, limned with achingly-beautiful blooms, an icy scent, but somehow warm, and mirror-bright: bold gardenia, crystalline musk, muguet, water blossoms, clear, slightly tart aquatic notes and a crush of white ginger.
Compelling, complex, and utterly enigmatic: a luxuriant, exotic blend of cherry, red musk, and star anise.