tarotgirl99

In the bottle: Punkie Night On first application: Punkie Night with Snow-Flakes, a kind of winter version of Punkie with mint added Drydown: The mint is threatening to overpower the apple, but at first the apple isn't giving up the ghost (so to speak). Eventually, the mint sucks all the apple's ripe potential. Sadly, I think this will end up going to swaps. But like the apple, I'm not giving up the ghost just yet.

I've never been someone who had to have super-rare scents...all I care about is how something smells on me. I didn't even have that much interest in Anaconda but after inhaling a sniffy, I kinda went ape...non-reptilian, but quite excitable. On me, this is warm, spicy snake oil...with a rich sweet tonka thing going on. Maybe it's the tobacco? But I can dab on a drop and it lasts forever and I truly do inhale the part of my skin that I have anointed. I am not a foodie. And as I read the reviews, it is so clear to me that my skin is atypical. Because this isn't foodie at all on me, it's just sexy and not remotely cold-blooded. If I could purchase this in bottle form, I'd buy a few. And normally I'm not much of a bottle collector, either. The Anaconda transforms me into a habit-changer

In the bottle: Carnation, clove Wet: Hello, Clove Early Drydown: Clove, clove Hours later: Clove, clove, clove Too much of anything is usually not workable for me, so...goodbye, Clemence...

Maybe it's me and my freaking strange skin, but Mead Moon and Honey Moon are practically identical on me. That's not a bad thing--Honey Moon was my first BPAL OMGLOVE! And I don't have all that much of it saved. So you'd think I'd be happy. But I'm kinda disappointed. I wanted it to be less herby than Honey Moon. More Ambery, more flowery. I still keep snorting my arm, so it's not all that disappointing...just not what I was expecting based on these reviews. BTW, throw is strong and it seems to be lasting a good long while.

I like this much more than Crypt Queen (which I didn't like very much at all). It's a dark incensy fruit that comes on strong and then burnishes into your skin. Brown plumminess. It's dead sexy. For mature audiences only. I am hoping I don't need a bottle, but I may have no choice.

The sage note on initial application made me almost nauseated...then it pretty much disappeared. All that was left was a new rose. A green, Red-Rosy kinda rose. I'm more of a Peacock Queen Rose kinda girl. Within 10 minutes, everything had disappeared from sniff except the hintiest hint of rose, and I was actually relieved.

When this first went on, I thought...light normal perfume. But Inez lasts and lasts and she morphs into sheer loveliness within an hour of application. Damn it, another bottle! *** Lasts and lasts and lasts...when I went to bed at 3 a.m., Inez was still going strong and beautiful.

In imp: Honey and a sharp, not so nice note...Patchouli? On first application: Sweet, thick rich honey. I keep hearing about Mead Moon but since I'm still waiting for my bottles, all I can think of is, "This is honey love." I keep inhaling. And waiting for an unpleasant morph. An hour later: No unpleasant morph. The honey sadly does lessen, but the peach comes out to play and I loves me some peach. I need at least one bottle. Maybe more. This is love and the first of the Grindhouse gals to make me fall. Sadly, she doesn't last very long. But what there is of her is cherce.

In the imp, the most luscious rose dominates. Me likey, I thought, and slathered. Soon there was a war on my wrist. "I am beautiful," trilled the Rose. "Get off my block," responded Ylang Ylang, hands on hips. After kicking poor Rose repeatedly with her Doc Martens, all that was left was the stanky stinky residue of dead flowers in water, that really nasty smell when you've allowed your roses to sit in a vase long past their due date. Off to swaps. But first, I'll try to remove all traces of YY and her Doc Martens.

If you like Smut or Madame Moriarty, this should be right up your alley (so to speak). In the imp, it was very akin to both of those. On first application, it disappeared and then I got a whiff of some fabulous florals. Various strains of loveliness kept peeping out, only to retreat like shy children. This was very light all the way, though...and after morphing a few times, it just kinda turned into red musk. Not bad, but so not exciting. Eventually it becomes Red Moon 2007 Redux. Which I got rid of. I may or may not keep the imp, but definitely no bottle necessary. I'm disappointed; I thought I'd love this one.

This is very pretty. In the bottle I smell the champagne grape and apple mixing it up, and it is only after about an hour of application that it settles into sharing a bit o'rose. It disappears after a few hours and doesn't knock my socks off. But it is certainly pretty and fruit-floral peeps should like it a lot. An imp, thank goodness, is sufficient for my needs.

This is warm, sexy, glowing. It reminds me of a combination between old Red Moon and new Red Moon. I can only guess it's the amber? It has great throw and lasts a good long while. I am hoping I don't need a bottle of it. But I know I need more of it. It is drop dead sex in a bottle.

Subtle, creamy gorgeousness. I was afraid of the ozone, but I guess it's afraid of me, too, because it's hiding. As are the roses. Maybe it's my weird skin, but I get a sweet, flowery pear smell. Not a juicy pear, though. A pear treated very gently with amber. This is a rare, very unusual, exquisite scent. Its subtlety requires slathering and it doesn't last as long as I'd like it to. In fact, it completely disappeared and then came back in a lower dosage. But I have practically sucked my wrist up my nostril. It is that gorgeous and irresistible. *** Actually, it came back again even stronger...12 hours and I still want to ingest my wrist. This may be my favorite of the new scents--and it has a lot of competition.

Rarely has a BPAL scent smelled EXACTLY like its name, but the earthy Clod and Pebble does. Those who like the woodsy scents should be all over this. I have to wonder what made me order it...it's very unigender (if there is such a word). The cedar is the main note upon application but then it settles down and I get the occasional whiff of nutmeg. But mostly clod and pebble. Medium throw and longevity.

There is a grassy smell in this that reminds me of Beltane 05, which I loved (as opposed to Beltane 06, which was too green for me). The difference is Beltane 05 is sun on the green grass, and Her Voice is sun on the green grass that is filled with many, many, many flowers. It's not as creamy a floral as I usually like--it verged on the high ethereal end on application but mellowed quickly into a lovely, many-flowered scent. I am trying not to buy more bottles than I absolutely have to (the 2008 Lupercalia is KILLING me), but Her Voice may be a necessity.

When I bought an imp of Monsterbait: Underpants, I remember disliking it and trading it off. But you know how it is--people keep going on and on about Underpants being the greatest scent evah and you wonder if you were too precipitous in swapping it. So, when Love's Philosophy came around, I thought I needed to revisit these notes. And while they aren't scent twins, as soon as I put Love's Philosophy on, it evoked the scent memory of Underpants (what a sentence!). And I can breathe a sigh of relief, because LP has the same plasticky sweetness I remember from Underpants. It doesn't work for me at all. Lots of throw, though. And I have a sad feeling it's going to be a long-lasting scent, too. I may have to scrub it off.

My skin is so weird. I smell grapefruit! Alcoholic scents always go wonky on me, so I guess it's the sake. And it disappears quickly. Which is probably good, because it's astringent on me--I guess I'm immune to the spell of Amorous Love.

This smells like men's after shave on me. Mentholated. Weird.

On application, tangerine blast...but as time passes (and it passes quickly), the sharp edges blur into a jasmine sweetened citrus tea. It's what I would think of as orange blossom if I didn't know how Neroli smelled, and if I were getting married, I'd wear it at my wedding. It's a young, natural scent that evokes a beautiful, spunky bride. Compelling and completely new scent...can't think of anything similar and I love it. Definitely a bottle purchase. Oh, my poor bank account.

Oh. My. Goodness. Honey sweet morphs into sweet rain and then melon and then it recycles these heavenly wafts my way. The description of it as "Japanese version of O." Totally agree. I need a bottle. NOW.

On initial application, the florals were too high-pitched for me; I'm a floral girl and even I found the scent painful. On dry-down, there's the gentle honey sweetness of Al-Araaf on me, but with a tiny underlying bitter note. I don't think this is a bottle-worthy scent for me, but I'll try it one more time before deciding.

I feel very lucky to have this rare blend--but only because I love it! It's foodier than I would normally like--kind of a rich, warm and sweet chocolate ambery musk. It's just lovely. If it were available as a bottle, I'd definitely buy it. Maybe next year...

Light sweet grass merging with flower scent on the wind--on application. Perfect for spring, I thought to myself. But as an hour or so passed, I smelled that dead flower stench creeping softly and stealthily beneath. I usually identify this particular smell with the lab's Ylang-Ylang, which never works on me. It is just the slightest slightest bit of sourness...but I think it may prove to be too much.

Mad Kate is honeyed floral perfection. And she morphs, but what sweet madness. In the beginning, there's more honey, but the various flowers come out, amp for a bit (even the freesia!) and then make way for another note. The heady quality must create the madness. What dulcet insanity this is.

Earth and some nasty-edged floral are too center stage for me with Madeline. It's a shame, because there are some sweet flower notes trying to peek out, but they are overwhelmed by bitterness and acridity.