tarotgirl99

This is definitely a skin scent. I couldn't even smell it in the bottle, and it's so subtle on skin. It vibrate on too high a level for me, but it's lovely and a bit creamy.

I love this! Lemon creaminess in the beginning and then spicy incense comes along. Long ago I combined two BPAL rarities and it was a go-to for me. I’d inhale my wrist constantly. When I remember that combo I’ll share it. One of the scents was Lamia, which this reminds me of in the best way. But this is so perfect for spring, I need a bottle. And I haven't bought a bottle in a long time. ETA: I woke up this morning to traces of incense. Love the longevity. Sillage is not overwhelming.

When I first apply this, it smells just like freshly cut flowers. Amazing, but my nose quivers like I’m gonna sneeze. On drydown, the soapiness overwhelms. Sillage is super-intense. Had to remove it.

This aged very well. Not my usual style--I'm more of a girly girl, aroma-wise, and this is unisex, possibly more masculine. It starts as a spice chest, but after a bit of morphing, with some scents pushing forward and others coming in for a quick solo and then disappearing, it seems to end with a Clove SN. Lots of sillage--I'm sniffing sweetness that isn't too powdery on my wrist the next morning. My old imp will serve me well, which is good, since it's no longer available.

I can't believe I never reviewed this. It's one of my favorites--this morning, after a long perfume hiatus, I felt the need to wear The Masque, and went through one of my BPAL boxes--as I looked through labels, it was the last one, lol. This is stately but sexy. Warm honeyed spicy spice with a woody incense undertone. I feel substantive and powerful when I wear it. And I smell divine.

The rose amps up in a big way. It's perfumey in a way most BPALs I love are not. But it's showy and lush, a power rose, if you will. An invitation to a rose garden at night that you can't refuse. This is a scent I consider very appropriate for prime time, a bit mainstream. I am eager to see how it ages. Major sillage.

I've been in a floral state of mind of late, and in this state of mind, ordered these white flowers even though they often seem the scent equivalent of shrill on my flesh. This is a very light scent, with almost no throw, but a ton of longevity (it lasted all day and most of the night). While this didn't give me a headache, it did not evoke joy. It's a bit grassy and mournful for my tastes--it would be a perfect funeral scent, but I don't want to wear any funeral scents. Sales bin it is.

I have an imp of Champagne and Strawberries that I love, so when I saw this duet, I perked up. I do love rose, even though I amp it in a big way, but I prefer a robust red rose to a youthful rosebud--still, it intrigued me. I was lucky enough to get a bottle of this (Thanks, SophieCedar) and while I was hoping for even more strawberry, this is a sweet and happy scent. Sadly, not much longevity (in BPAL terms--in other perfumes, it would be considered to have amazing longevity)--a few hours, tops. Mostly rosebud on me but occasionally the strawberry would peep out in all its glorious lusciousness. Now I have to practically inhale my wrist to get a whiff, but it's pretty strawberry-like on one wrist, and more rosebuddishness on the other. I swear I'm not making that up. Throw is also on the downlow. But I'm still happy I bought it. It's a fun day scent.

I never smell the red wine, which is a scent that doesn't work on my skin at all. I get a honeyed cinnamon that makes me completely happy. I wear it all of December. Throw and longevity potent in equal measure. I used to keep a hoard, but then I foolishly sold some. I tried (in vain) to obtain some in early December and St. Beth manifested it for me. I was afraid the new version wouldn't be the same as my old love, but it was and is.

Let me say first that the concept of these knocked my socks off, exemplifying why I only wear BPAL. Wet, this reminded me of my first forays into BPAL, maybe because it is an amalgam of so many scents. On first impression, it makes me think of a musical ensemble tuning up, and you can hear/smell individual notes as they make themselves known. As it calms down, notes become more a part of the blend, with the benzoin and cypress notes slightly dominant, with the amber being foundational. Within a half hour, it becomes straight up amber. Which is fine. It stays that way for hours. Not much throw, but longevity is very good indeed.

The sweet smell of Impeachment--nothing sweeter! But on me, this is not cloying, it's not even too jeune fille; it's light and floral and juicy (but not dripping). It is the perfect scent for public encounters, in part because it elevates my mood. Just like impeachment does.

This is glorious, warm Honeyed Rose love on me. I do feel like the Queen of Love when I wear it. Good throw and long-lasting, too. Bottle-worthy for sure.

My first perfume love was Love's Musky Jasmine. I was mad for it. It is such a strong scent memory for me I've tried to get a dupe a few times, to no avail. Leave it to Beth to give me my dream--with a BPAL twist. The Night Priestess is the Musky Jasmine of sainted memory, but with that occasional Clove spice note to remind me that even the sweetest scent memory contains a sharp note. I have an imp in a bottle, but I think I need a full bottle. Throw is only average, but it hangs in for 9 hours or so.

This reminds me most of BPAL's Hope, that sweet blast of vanilla rose. I can also smell Crucible of Courage, but I like it better. This has some serious, serious throw and lasts and lasts. I may need to buy a bottle of this. Not all roses work on me but this one definitely does. The Benzoin stabilizes the potent rose of the Initiatrix, serves as a guide, so the power is more hand-in-glove than overt.

The drop of Ceylon Cinnamon has the heart of a lion. It dominates the sweetened myrrh, but the honey and myrrh provide a warm bedding. This does not evoke scroll-ishness for me. More like a holy manger and a very generous wise man. ETA: The dry down of this (3 hours later) is nummy. I found myself rubbing my nose in my wrist without realizing it. The honey has emerged and it's like a subtle Bengal (the scent). A nummy, cuddly Bengal lion cub.