$4.50 – $19.50
The scents of the blossoms of darkness, condensed into one perfume. Features a rose base, softened with lilac and wisteria.
PERFUME OIL BLENDS
Presented in an amber apothecary vial
– May 29, 2017
I love love LOVE this sensual floral! To me it is what Creed’s Spring Flowers should have been if it did not go all sour on me. It is sexy, not girly or grandmother like, and it does not go powdery on me like other BPAL roses. The lilac and wisteria complement the rose gorgeously and do not get to sweet. A big bottle or two is definitely in my future!
– December 5, 2016
age unknown; previously owned
In the bottle: The wisteria comes out first. Then the lilac and the rose come forward on the deep inhale. I knew I would love this blend based off its components. I was right. I can identify each of the florals, but neither one is overpowering the others.
wet on skin: Everything blends beautifully. The rose and wisteria feel like they are on either end of a breath and the lilac ties them together in the middle. This is so very floral yet gentle. Not a single one of the notes overpowers the others. This is surprising because all three are strong scents by themselves. I’m really liking this one.
worn 30+ mins: the lilac is really mellow and soft and the rose is blending more with the wisteria. I love it, my friend says it smells like clean laundry.
3+ hours: All that remains in the forefront is a really mellow, faded wisteria. The rose is still gentle and smooth, the lilac is slightly sweetened. This is one of my more favorite floral scents. It is lovely. It brings to mind ballroom dresses and waltzes in a beautiful twilight garden.
– November 11, 2015
A strong, heady floral. The rose isn’t singular on me – it blends well with the lilac and wisteria. I like the melancholy of it, but it’s such a heady floral that I probably wouldn’t buy a full size. I will keep my imp though.
– October 7, 2014
I’m not sure I’m 100% sold on this one. I like that it isn’t powdery as some floral scents can come across as. I’m not sure I could detect any rose, even when this one was dry.
– June 14, 2014
a whispery, delicate rose with a hint of lilac. wistful and romantic. it feels Victorian, like an old parlor full of lace and dried flowers.
– April 24, 2014
I got this as an imp. the Lilac and Wisteria really balance each other well with just that little hint of dirtiness from the rose in the background. It is a really nice scent
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If I say that my somewhat extravagant imagination yielded simultaneous pictures of an octopus, a dragon, and a human caricature, I shall not be unfaithful to the spirit of the thing. A pulpy, tentacled head surmounted a grotesque and scaly body with rudimentary wings… It represented a monster of vaguely anthropoid outline, but with an octopus-like head whose face was a mass of feelers, a scaly, rubbery-looking body, prodigious claws on hind and fore feet, and long, narrow wings behind. This thing, which seemed instinct with a fearsome and unnatural malignancy, was of a somewhat bloated corpulence…
A creeping, wet, slithering scent, dripping with seaweed, oceanic plants and dark, unfathomable waters.
Ph’nglui mglw’nafh Cthulhu R’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtagn.The sunken city of the Great God Cthulhu. A hellishly dark aquatic scent, evocative of fathomless oceanic deeps, the mysteries of madness buried under crushing black waters, and the brooding eternal evil that lies beneath the waves.
An allegorical expression of the ineffable, indisputable triumph of death, generally expressed in medieval artwork as a violin or flute-wielding skeleton leading a procession of dancers to their graves. Black cypress with oakmoss, frankincense, oude, and a sliver of toasted hazelnut.
The Hebrew Underworld, the Abode of the Dead, the Pit. It is as forbidding as the grave itself: a joyless and dolorous cave deep with the bowels of Earth that every man, saint or sinner, must travel to upon death, where his soul finds rest in the silence and dust.
For the living know that they will die, but the dead donâ€™t know anything, neither do they have any more a reward; for the memory of them is forgotten. Also their love, their hatred, and their envy has perished long ago; neither have they any more a portion forever in anything that is done under the sun. Go your wayâ€”eat your bread with joy, and drink your wine with a merry heart; for God has already accepted your works. Let your garments be always white, and donâ€™t let your head lack oil. Live joyfully with the wife whom you love all the days of your life of vanity, which he has given you under the sun, all your days of vanity: for that is your portion in life, and in your labor in which you labor under the sun. Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with your might; for there is no work, nor device, nor knowledge, nor wisdom, in Sheol, where you are going.
Ecclesiastes 9:5 – 10
The final burst of the soul’s light and joy before passing into the depths of the earth, and into the cords of Sheol; Sheol, who is never satisfied, and who makes wide her soul to all. Vibrant gladiola, graceful stargazer lily, triumphant iris and bright heliotrope flare, and is finally made somber by heavy copal, a drop of labdanum, and tonka.