A Pantomime of Deviltry and Debauch in Seven Acts
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Presented in an amber apothecary vial.
Death Adder Perfume Oil
$32.00
Death Adder Perfume Oil
$32.00
Snake Oil with vetiver, black coconut, vanilla, and opoponax.
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lucretia6913 –
My first purchase and I am very pleased, I love the subtle coconut and the calming vevitar. I feel safe and protected wearing it.
madameww –
This is so great! It really is snake oil with toasty dark coconut and vetiver that makes less intense and more earthy than snake oil. Wonderful! So glad I sprung for this bottle, and almost want to buy another for back up.
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Dark, musky, sweet but not candy sugar sweet. I can definitely smell the coconut, however it isn’t that super sugary coconut. It’s more so a dry smokey type. I can smell a tad bit boozy (in bottle mostly), but it adds to the sultry darkness. I have been using it as my signature scent as of late. It is definitely yummy!
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This is such a perfect blend – Snake Oil tends to be a little too erb-ish and over the top sweet on me sometimes, but the coconut, vetiver and vanilla balances out this wonderfully. Death Adder somewhat reminds me of Dragon’s Milk because of the vanilla, but it is not quite as sweet. Over all, this is a gorgeous blend that I find myself wearing all the time, and it is quickly becoming one of my most comforting scents. 10/10, would HIGHLY recommend.
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This could be the one. I love the smell of Snake Oil but it’s a little too much for an every day scent for me. I was hoping to find a nice compromise among these Carnaval Snake Pit blends. This is the 4th or 5th I’ve bought (thank god Carnaval has lasted so long) and it may be the best yet. It’s got that sultry, smoky, spiciness of Snake Oil, but the coconut is really mellowing it out. I like the vetiver here, too. Much deep, chewy, earthiness. Much love.
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josefinstjernqvist –
Amazing! In the bottle it smells like nuts and a bit of Snak Ooil. On the skin on the other hand you can smell the coconut and vanilla blended with SO. Smells sexy and not too sweet!
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Sexy, sugared, dark muskiness with the addition of a sweet, dark, dry, woody coconut and an extra helping of a sexy, dark vanilla.