A Pantomime of Deviltry and Debauch in Seven Acts
PERFUME OIL BLENDS
Presented in an amber apothecary vial.
$32.00
Honey, ambergris, neroli, white peach, patchouli, and cocoa absolute.
A Pantomime of Deviltry and Debauch in Seven Acts
PERFUME OIL BLENDS
Presented in an amber apothecary vial.
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“Heroes,” Prince Lír replied sadly. “Heroes know about order, about happy endings – heroes know that some things are better than others. Carpenters know grains and shingles, and straight lines.” He put his hands out to the Lady Amalthea, and took one step toward her. She did not draw back from him, nor turn her face; indeed, she lifted her head higher, and it was the prince who looked away.
“You were the one who taught me,” he said. “I never looked at you without seeing the sweetness of the way the world goes together, or without sorrow for its spoiling. I became a hero to serve you, and all that is like you. Also to find some way of starting a conversation.”
Chivalry, love, and sacrifice. A noble cologne touched by a sweet sadness: vanilla fougere, bright citrus, juniper berry, ambergris accord, and basil.
Her hair was pale and colorless in the moon’s thin light. She wore a white cotton nightgown, with a high lace neck and a hem that swept the ground. Shadow sat up, entirely awake. “You are Zorya Polu . . . ,” he hesitated. “The sister who was asleep.”
“I am Zorya Polunochnaya, yes. And you are called Shadow, yes? That was what Zorya Vechernyaya told me, when I woke.”
“Yes. What were you looking at, out there?”
She looked at him, then she beckoned him to join her by the window. She turned her back while he pulled on his jeans. He walked over to her. It seemed a long walk, for such a small room.
He could not tell her age. Her skin was unlined, her eyes were dark, her lashes were long, her hair was to her waist and white. The moonlight drained colors into ghosts of themselves. She was taller than either of her sisters.
She pointed up into the night sky. “I was looking at that,” she said, pointing to the Big Dipper. “See?”
“Ursa Major,” he said. “The Great Bear.”
“That is one way of looking at it,” she said. “But it is not the way from where I come from. I am going to sit on the roof. Would you like to come with me?”
Pale amber and ambergris, gossamer vanilla, moonflower, and white tobacco petals.
We shall swim out to that brooding reef in the sea and dive down through black abysses to Cyclopean and many-columned Y’ha-nthlei, and in that lair of the Deep Ones we shall dwell amidst wonder and glory for ever.
A great undersea metropolis located below Devil’s Reef. A swirling, lightless, effervescent scent: the deepest marine notes with bergamot, eucalyptus and foamy ambergris.
josefinstjernqvist –
In the bottle it reminded me of Humanite, but instead of caramelized vanilla there was cocoa. The florals are in the back and I smelled mostly cocoa and white peach. Yummy!
Wet on the skin it was about the same, except the cocoa backed down some.
Now here is where the fun starts. This one morphed quite a lot on me and I was almost a bit confused when I smelled it 10 minutes after the application and then 30 minutes after that.
When it dried down it started to act as all other chocolate scents on me; it gave of this wierd scent. It wasn’t overwhelming nor foul, but it saddened me a bit. The honey comes in and saves the day, it mellowed down the wierd scent as it portrayed itself more. The floral backs away as well as the peach. The scent has a saltiness to it, which I think is from the ambergris.
A little while after the drydown and the cocoa as well as the peach portrays themselves again. Jesus Christ, this one changed. I’ve never had a bottle that changed so much back and forth. Now the blend is beautiful, no note take over the other. It has a fullness to it, a sweetness to it, a saltiness to it (not overwhelming).. I do fancy this one.