A Pantomime of Deviltry and Debauch in Seven Acts
PERFUME OIL BLENDS
Presented in an amber apothecary vial.
Brangwy Perfume Oil
$32.00
Brangwy Perfume Oil
$32.00
Blackcurrant and cardamom with peru balsam, patchouli, leather, and oudh.
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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!