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Sleek, dark, and ominous. Violet and neroli mingled with iris, white sandalwood and dark musk.
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Presented in an amber apothecary vial.
– May 1, 2018
Reminds me of a flowery violet candy that I love.. I used to leave it in my car, and it would make the vehicle smell like powdery, chalky violet. Very floral when wet, shifting to dusty violets when dry. I kept expecting it to go to powder scent, but it never did. The violet scent lasted for hours.
Verdict- It smells like violet candy, dusty feathers and oppressive sunlight. Definitely buying a bottle.
– March 31, 2017
Growing up I had an adored Violet perfume, just violet nothing else. This is very reminiscent of that. It reminds me most though of Violet Candy. Little purple squares of flowery hard candy that my family loves. I can’t stand floral tastes but I have always loved the smell of that candy. It’s very cool to me that a lot of these perfumes I’ve ordered invoke such strong scent memories in me. Keep up the good work!
– November 1, 2016
The Neroli and Iris and very prominent wet, almost too much so. The throw on this is very strong also. About 4 hours later the neroli and iris take a back seat to the musk, sandalwood and violet and over all it becomes a wonderfully soft, subtle and powdery close to the skin scent that I adore.
– February 16, 2015
The scent of old, dried flowers hitting you as you open a chest in a forgotten attic. It flies at you almost like a raven and then settles down. You can forget about it until you stir it up again.
Soft, dried, floral, Victorian.
– November 26, 2014
A light, ghostly scent. Something in it reminds me of rosewater, accompanied by a bouquet of delicate flowers.
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A brace of loaded pistols
He carried night and day;
He never robbed a poor man
Upon the king’s highway;
But what he’d taken from the rich,
Like Turpin and Black Bess,
He always did divide it
With the widow in distress.
Stand and deliver! Vetiver with gardenia, blood red rose, night-blooming jasmine, a dash of cinnamon and a faint hint of leather
This is the captured scent of a cold, moonless night, lost deep within the darkest wood. Haunting and desolate, this scent evokes images of fairy tale tragedy and half-remembered nightmares. Thick, viscous pine with ambergris, black musk, juniper and cypress.
One can even set up quite ridiculous cases. A cat is penned up in a steel chamber, along with the following diabolical device (which must be secured against direct interference by the cat): in a Geiger counter there is a tiny bit of radioactive substance, so small that perhaps in the course of one hour one of the atoms decays, but also, with equal probability, perhaps none; if it happens, the counter tube discharges and through a relay releases a hammer which shatters a small flask of hydrocyanic acid. If one has left this entire system to itself for an hour, one would say that the cat still lives if meanwhile no atom has decayed. The first atomic decay would have poisoned it. The Psi function for the entire system would express this by having in it the living and the dead cat (pardon the expression) mixed or smeared out in equal parts. It is typical of these cases that an indeterminacy originally restricted to the atomic domain becomes transformed into macroscopic indeterminacy, which can then be resolved by direct observation. That prevents us from so naively accepting as valid a “blurred model” for representing reality. In itself it would not embody anything unclear or contradictory. There is a difference between a shaky or out-of-focus photograph and a snapshot of clouds and fog banks.
A paradoxical scent experiment! – tangerine, sugared lime, pink grapefruit, oakmoss, lavender, zdravetz, and chocolate peppermint.
No cats were mistreated during the formulation of this paradox, or in the process of creating this perfume.
Arrr! Avast ye, matey! This be the scent of pirate rum!