$4.50 – $19.50
A brilliant, ethereal scent: white musk, bergamot, heliotrope, peach and oakmoss.
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Presented in an amber apothecary vial.
– February 11, 2019
I like this scent. It’s fairly unusual and it lingers in an odd way. It’s sweet and musky and I can definitely smell a bit of bergamot. I think if it were a little less musky I would enjoy it more but otherwise it’s very fine indeed. I think you only need a small amount for it to work because otherwise it’s a little overwhelming.
– June 5, 2018
Starts off smelling like anise and musky peaches. After about maybe 10 minutes, the anise note starts to fade and it becomes a fruity, floral musk. It’s one of my favorites from BPAL’s catalogue.
– March 11, 2017
This is my favorite scent in the entire world. I’m probably on my 6th bottle? To me it smells like sweet, musky peaches and anise. It’s the perfect every day scent, appropriate for every season but I reach for it the most in the spring and summer. It’s not a complicated scent. It’s simple and quietly lovely. Every time I wear it I feel good. What else could you ask for?
– May 14, 2015
Citrus and floral. Mellows with age
– May 8, 2015
Got this one as a frimp, and I’m so glad! It’s delicate, light, but grounded and given body by the fruit (I definitely get peach, not citrus) with a little bit of sweetness. I really like it.
– December 1, 2014
I bought an imp of this a few years ago. I didn’t care for it then; it was a little too soapy-floral. But it’s aged wonderfully into something musky and sweet. I really like it now.
– July 20, 2014
Refreshing yet sweet citrus. One of my favorite scents
– July 5, 2014
Soft and sweet and a little powdery. A bit innocent feeling for it’s moniker, but nice. It really lingers; I could still smell it on me the next day.
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‘Tis said that when
The hands of men
Tamed this primeval wood,
And hoary trees with groans of woe,
Like warriors by an unknown foe,
Were in their strength subdued,
The virgin Earth Gave instant birth
To springs that ne’er did flow
That in the sun Did rivulets run,
And all around rare flowers did blow
The wild rose pale Perfumed the gale
And the queenly lily adown the dale
(Whom the sun and the dew
And the winds did woo),
With the gourd and the grape luxuriant grew.
So when in tears The love of years Is wasted like the snow, And the fine fibrils of its life By the rude wrong of instant strife Are broken at a blow Within the heart Do springs upstart Of which it doth now know, And strange, sweet dreams, Like silent streams That from new fountains overflow, With the earlier tide Of rivers glide Deep in the heart whose hope has died — Quenching the fires its ashes hide, — Its ashes, whence will spring and grow Sweet flowers, ere long, The rare and radiant flowers of song!
A sunlit ancient forest, dotted with wild roses, grape vine, and queenly lilies, clothed in swirls of opium smoke.
Arrr! Avast ye, matey! This be the scent of pirate rum!
In Hermetic alchemy, brimstone is one of the Three Heavenly Substances, one of the primary alchemicalÂ PrinciplesÂ It represents the strength of will and the vigor of passion, and it is a symbol of the process of fermentation. A smoky, gritty blend, husky and gray.
Evocative of the sea’s unplumbed mysteries. Gentle and lovely, but menacing and profound. Coconut, Florentine iris, hazelnut and opalescent white musk.