A colorless woman bursts from an elaborate gold and ruby tent and faints dead at your feet. Soft laughter emits from the dark entrance to the tent, and the scent of musk, black fruits and incense touches your senses. Looking up, you see that the sign hovering above the unconscious woman is adorned with images of the Major Arcana’s Tower and reads:
“Mme. Moriarty, Misfortune Teller.
No fate too grim, no future too bleak.”
A tiny woman with floor-length black dreadlocks walks out of the tent, stepping over the prone body. She is clothed in deep red wrappings, and is bedecked in golden ornaments bearing alchemical symbols and charms representing eternity, chance, and wisdom. She pauses, looks you over slowly, and then flicks a tarot card at your feet.
Red musk, vanilla bean, pomegranate, black currant, patchouli leaf and wild plum.
lex –
I was a little apprehensive about how much peru balsam I was smelling in the perfume when I opened the bottle, but I know that can be an overwhelming note. While the perfume retains that bitter, citrusy resin scent when applied, it eventually gives way to a warm, earthy-woody scent brightened by the blackcurrant. The cardamom’s sharper towards the end as the other notes fade, though I’d say the profile tends sweeter than spicier overall. It’s a lovely scent – not what I would usually go for, but comforting and rich in its own way. I can definitely see myself wearing it!