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2025 will mark ten years of notoriety for this epitome of rodent excellence, whose motivations remain relatable to this day. This perfume oil is our contribution to Pizza Rat’s decennial anniversary: a squeaky black tomato musk.
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Milk. Blood. Transgression. Black venom.
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A scent of liberation, unbridled joy, and blissful freedom: lemon peel and seaspray, vibrant neroli, blood musk rind, electric white musk, ginger blossom, mimosa, and grapefruit.
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Caramel and Dark Musk.
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Bourbon Vanilla.
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The isolation had been dreadful, but anything was preferable to this. Scarlet musk, red oud, opium poppy, and tobacco absolute.
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Palatial grandeur in ruins, its decrepit majesty poised in the liminal space between decay and beauty. A haunting memory of all-consuming desire: the rich, earthy depth of oud, vetiver, and moss, grounded in the untamed wilds of the forest, echoing the ancient stones that remain. “It was a bad family, and here its bloodstained annals were written,” he continued. “It is hard that they should, after death, continue to plague the human race with their atrocious lusts.”
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Sour green apples encased in a sticky shell of iconic glossy red caramelized sugar syrup. Note: I am not familiar with the scent of actual candied apples. I think I've only had caramel apples. In the bottle: A juicy apple. I think this features a red apple note. Wet: Juicy red or red and yellow apples. The apple note somewhat tart, but I don't think it is tart enough to be a green apple. The apple is a lot stronger than the sugar. The candied aspect isn't that prominent, though I can tell that it is there, especially when I compare it to scents like Poisoned Apple. Dry: Sugary red apples. It's a lot sweeter now. I prefer this phase of the scent. Verdict: This one is nice. It's not one of my favorite apple scents, but I think I'll be holding onto my bottle, as I really need some spiceless Weenies in my collection.
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I'm quoting my original review to say that I no longer have the original to deathmatch (I don't remember if I sold it or gifted it to a friend), buuuuut I can say from reading my original review that the 2024 version is a different iteration of this scent. How do I know? Well, I specifically said in my review of the 2015 version that it is spiceless. And this version? It is not. This was one of the Weenies that I tested last because it didn't even appeal to me in the vial. It smelled funky to me in the way that some of the Lab's pear scents do to me. Once applied, I get the glossy sugar syrup and the not so great apple, and then it becomes a cinnamon party for some reason? Maybe the cinnamon is representing the red part of the sugar syrup!? Anyway, the unlisted cinnamon is pretty fierce and actually did leave a red area on the back of my hand (good thing I didn't test it elsewhere). I'm not keeping my decant.
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You Are Mine, You Shall Be Mine, You and I Are One for Ever
doomsday_disco replied to doomsday_disco's topic in Halloweenie
This is one of the last Weenies I tested because I was so afraid of how heady the ylang ylang was in the decant. And indeed, once applied, it is very loud honeyed ylang ylang during the wet phase of the scent. Then the clove makes its way to the front and ends up being the dominant note throughout wear. It's very clove-y once the clove asserts itself, and I really enjoy it! The honeyed ylang ylang resides in the background throughout the rest of the day. Like the other Carmilla scents, I'm not getting much blackcurrant (although I could smell a hint of it in the decant). Although I enjoy how clove-centric this becomes, that ylang ylang and honey in the beginning is too much for me to want more than my decant. -
I mostly get the sour apple mash, sweetened by the molasses. The apple mash smells like a mashed up green apple. The molasses keeps it from being too sour, while the apple keeps the molasses from being to sweet. I don't think I need a bottle (I'll probably retest before it disappears just to be sure), but I like this enough to keep the decant!
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I deathmatched this with the original Knave of Hearts. There is not a huge difference between the two scents, especially when you compare how drastic the Knaves other variants are (Frostbitten Knave of Hearts and Knave of Snowflakes) from the original scent. Knave of Pumpkins is more knave-y than either of the snowy knaves. The pumpkin is sweet, syrupy, and not heavily spiced; it just adds more warmth and sweetness to the buttery tart component of the scent. I still get lots of rose and blackcurrant with it, but of course, those notes are more prominent in the original. I'm still debating on whether or not I need a bottle, or if my decant will suffice. But if you're looking for a variant on the Knave that's very knave-y, this one is for you!
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I deathmatched this with my Embalming Fluid Bath Oil (my imp is ancient and has lost a lot of its citrusy goodness). This is very much about Embalming Fluid's lemon at first, backed by its green tea, aloe, and white musk, but the pumpkin ends up peeking out and gaining strength over time. The pumpkin is sweet, not heavily-spiced, and just adds a warmth to the scent that ends up making this less bright than its GC counterpart. Although you wouldn't think that pumpkin would go with these notes, it's actually not very weird at all. I'm going to hang onto my decant to wear during Hottober since this is a more refreshing Weenie scent that will be perfect to wear while wishing the heat would just stop.
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Golden Tobacco and Beeswax.
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A deep rumbling purr: myrrh, sweet almond, spiced rum, brown sugar, honeyed dates, golden amber, scorched marshmallow, and toasted vanilla musk. Cornelis Visscher
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Moonstruck with music and madness: warm russet musk, toasted sandalwood, cacao, blood-tipped blackberry thorns, and oak bark. Out of the mid-wood’s twilight Into the meadow’s dawn, Ivory limbed and brown-eyed, Flashes my Faun! He skips through the copses singing, And his shadow dances along, And I know not which I should follow, Shadow or song! O Hunter, snare me his shadow! O Nightingale, catch me his strain! Else moonstruck with music and madness I track him in vain! – Oscar Wilde
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Tonka and Fossilized Amber.
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Moon-kissed petals of night-blooming florals aflame with hypnotic opium tar, fae tuberose, and a sliver of metallic aldehyde. The effect of the full moon in such a state of brilliancy was manifold. It acted on dreams, it acted on lunacy, it acted on nervous people, it had marvelous physical influences connected with life. Mademoiselle related that her cousin, who was mate of a merchant ship, having taken a nap on deck on such a night, lying on his back, with his face full in the light on the moon, had wakened, after a dream of an old woman clawing him by the cheek, with his features horribly drawn to one side; and his countenance had never quite recovered its equilibrium. “The moon, this night,” she said, “is full of idyllic and magnetic influence—and see, when you look behind you at the front of the schloss how all its windows flash and twinkle with that silvery splendor, as if unseen hands had lighted up the rooms to receive fairy guests.”
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A luminous cold flame: chilled bergamot, Ceylon cinnamon, white clove bud, amber, and incense smoke. Between these passionate moments there were long intervals of commonplace, of gaiety, of brooding melancholy, during which, except that I detected her eyes so full of melancholy fire, following me, at times I might have been as nothing to her.
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Sweet roasted pumpkin rind, raw wool accord, polished oak, baked bread, cocoa absolute, and kitchen herbs. Antonio Rotta
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Honey Dust and Oudh.
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A scent both bright and subdued: bergamot shuddering through lime leaves, ruby-tinged amber sunlight, violet leaf, oak bark, and sandalwood smoke. We sat down on a rude bench, under a group of magnificent lime trees. The sun was setting with all its melancholy splendor behind the sylvan horizon, and the stream that flows beside our home, and passes under the steep old bridge I have mentioned, wound through many a group of noble trees, almost at our feet, reflecting in its current the fading crimson of the sky.
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Toffee-touched vanilla bourbon filigree, antiqued white rose petals, auburn musk, honey dust, and white silk.
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Addressing you directly, dear reader, with this important message: NYAHHHH!! Cheeky blackcurrant against a backdrop of scorched goat’s milk, festooned with ribbons of scarlet musk, dried plum, and sweet rose-infused amber.
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Dead Leaves, Pumpkin Pie, and Hearthsmoke Atmosphere Spray
doomsday_disco posted a topic in Atmosphere
Dead Leaves, Pumpkin Pie, and Hearthsmoke.