`It isn’t manners for us to begin, you know,’ said the Rose, `and I really was wondering when you’d speak! Said I to myself, “Her face has got some sense in it, thought it’s not a clever one!” Still, you’re the right colour, and that goes a long way.’
`I don’t care about the colour,’ the Tiger-lily remarked. `If only her petals curled up a little more, she’d be all right.’
Alice didn’t like being criticised, so she began asking questions. `Aren’t you sometimes frightened at being planted out here, with nobody to take care of you?’
`There’s the tree in the middle,’ said the Rose: `what else is it good for?’
`But what could it do, if any danger came?’ Alice asked.
Red rose, oud, plum, bergamot, and red sandalwood.
Claire –
All of the different notes blend together really well, so it’s a little hard to pick them out individually, but I’d say the dead leaves are the main note followed by saffron, clove, and chrysanthemum. It’s very strong, so definitely not one I want to slather on. I wouldn’t even use a typical amount of oil from this one; when I did, it made me feel a bit nauseous and had to be washed off. A small drop from the cap goes a long way, and prevents it from overwhelming the senses. It’s a dry, musky scent, even though there’s no musk listed but, provided a small amount is used, it’s fantastic. It’s dried flowers, fallen leaves, and the end of fall.