Art by Abigail Larson, story by Sheridan LeFanu, scents by Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab.
Smiling Melancholy Perfume Oil
$29.00
Smiling Melancholy Perfume Oil
$29.00
There was a coldness, it seemed to me, beyond her years, in her smiling melancholy persistent refusal to afford me the least ray of light.
Distant, enigmatic, shadowed: delicate heliotrope and pale rose petals, muted and soft, resting atop a chilly, intimate base that blends white musk, cashmere woods, and a touch of tonka bean.
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Proceeds from the sale of this oil will be donated to the Los Angeles Food Bank so we can do our part to prevent and ameliorate food scarcity in the community.
Perfecti –
Rather powdery but very pleasant. I don’t get the rose on my skin which was a little letdown, if I do they truly are pale. For me it is dominant in (what I have come to learn as) heliotrope and white musk, creating the misty, powdery veil that feels somehow both abandoned and intimate. I think the cashmere woods is absolutely to thank for this too.
I was a bit worried when I first smelled it because it struck me as distinctly feminine and I identify as male* but I’ve actually really grown to love it, finding it very beautiful and a little heady and beguiling and somber. I don’t know that I’ll wear it a lot in warmer weather because I can see it becoming a bit intoxicating in the heat but I enjoy wearing it both at home and out.