Mad Tea Party
The Dodgson Collection.
Scents inspired by the madness of Alice’s sojourns to Wonderland.
PERFUME OIL BLENDS
Presented in an amber apothecary glass vial.
Dodo Perfume Oil
$5.25 – $21.00
Dodo Perfume Oil
$5.25 – $21.00
‘In that case,’ said the Dodo solemnly, rising to its feet, ‘I move that the meeting adjourn, for the immediate adoption of more energetic remedies –’
‘Speak English!’ said the Eaglet. ‘I don’t know the meaning of half those long words, and, what’s more, I don’t believe you do either!’ And the Eaglet bent down its head to hide a smile: some of the other birds tittered audibly.
‘What I was going to say,’ said the Dodo in an offended tone, ‘was, that the best thing to get us dry would be a Caucus-race.’
‘What is a Caucus-race?’ said Alice; not that she wanted much to know, but the Dodo had paused as if it thought that somebody ought to speak, and no one else seemed inclined to say anything.
‘Why,’ said the Dodo, ‘the best way to explain it is to do it.’ (And, as you might like to try the thing yourself, some winter day, I will tell you how the Dodo managed it.)
First it marked out a race-course, in a sort of circle, (‘the exact shape doesn’t matter,’ it said,) and then all the party were placed along the course, here and there. There was no ‘One, two, three, and away,’ but they began running when they liked, and left off when they liked, so that it was not easy to know when the race was over. However, when they had been running half an hour or so, and were quite dry again, the Dodo suddenly called out ‘The race is over!’ and they all crowded round it, panting, and asking, ‘But who has won?’
This question the Dodo could not answer without a great deal of thought, and it sat for a long time with one finger pressed upon its forehead (the position in which you usually see Shakespeare, in the pictures of him), while the rest waited in silence. At last the Dodo said, ‘everybody has won, and all must have prizes.’
Red musk, lemon peel, sugar cane, cassia, white sandalwood, mango, and agarwood.
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Gloame –
Top note: pink cinnamon (cassia)
The sugarcane and sandalwood do come out and mellow it a bit, but even after full drydown, it’s basically just a cassia house party on me. My scents spreadsheet says I felt the same way a few years ago. Bummer!
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I received a vial of this for free with my order of some Carnival Diabolique scents. I have to say, it has easily become a favorite! After sniffing it for hours, I still don’t know how to aptly describe it. Floral (which is not even my go-to scent profile) with a slightly sweet undertone. More pefume-y than anything I have ever worn, but wildly feminine. The draw of this scent, for me, is it’s naturalness. I almost feel as if I’m a wild girl who’s spent all day in a meadow. Or a girl whose family told her not to go far, but she wandered off anyway. This is a primarily daytime scent for me.
Jar: Strong, strong, strong. Extremely floral.
On *my* skin: I would say it goes from floral–>flowery on the skin. A wispy or ephemeral flower scent. Undertone of vanilla and grass.
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Out of teh vial: The cassia really kicks you in the face with it’s “spice cupboard” smell which made me abit nervous at first. After a couple of whiffs I pick up on the woods
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