$4.60 – $19.75
Golden goggles fitted with zinc and copper plates dangle heavily by their leather straps from a hook mounted to the wall. Its crystal lenses are effulgent with residual electric energy.
Metallic notes with Indian musk, tobacco flower, and African balsam.
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Vulgar silver and gold are dead,
while those of the Philosophers are full of life.
Illustrations by the phenomenal Mlle. Julie Dillon.
PERFUME OIL BLENDS
Presented in an amber apothecary vial.
– April 1, 2018
Galvanic Goggles starts out “cologney” on me. I have learned to tolerate that and wait for the beautiful drydown. I get more tobacco and musk than metal at first, and the metallic notes gradually emerge over time.
I have very positive emotional associations with metal lubricants as something my father used in his woodshop when I was growing up, so that adds to the pleasure of this scent for me. It’s more masculine than I typically wear, but in certain moods it would be golden. I am a fan.
– July 3, 2014
This scent is flowery right off the bat, but it transitions smoothly into the metallic and musky notes. The flower and metal notes give the musk and balsam a very rich and clean feeling. Depending on your skin and how it reacts to floral notes, this scent might seem a bit “chemical”, but the deeper notes balance it out.
If I let this sit for a few hours, I like this one, but that’s my personal bias against floral notes – the metallic balsam and musk is really where it’s at for me. If you’re a woman who likes florals with a musky, woody backing, this one is for you. If you’re a man who likes cleaner scents and doesn’t mind a bit of flower after some wear, this one is for you.
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