doomsday_disco
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Berry-stained and tousled. Sun-drenched raspberries bursting on the vine—sticky-sweet juice, crushed leaves, and a whisper of wild thorns.
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Curls of monastic incense, moss-stained stone, snow-laden cypress, medicinal herbs buried deep in winter soil, and glittering icicles splintering from a gargoyle’s frozen scream.
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Cynocephalic Fool with Bladder Stick Giving Jesus a Hard Time
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D is for Dog-Face: a Medieval marzipan suffused with frankincense smoke and splashed by sacramental wine. -
Lady of the Black Cat skull: sweet innocence with a dark mystery, wrapped in black leather and lace, guided by dreams and succumbing to nightmares. Sugared amber, orchid petals, and vanilla chiffon spiced with smoked cardamom.
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This is the scent of pure graveyard dust, spattered with grave loam and dusted lightly with tombstone moss.
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Sweet-tempered and kind, this emotionally generous dragon has a hoard made not of gold, but of handwritten letters, warm socks, library check out cards, and old mixtapes. Famed throughout the realms for offering a listening ear and a warm hug in lieu of unsolicited advice, it roosts in sun-warmed meadows, secondhand bookstores, and antique shops, and its scales glow softly in shades of sun tea, wildflower honey, and sweet apricot.
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A soothing, uplifting purification oil used in uncrossing and jinx removal and to cleanse ritual spaces. Contains: rosemary, orris butter, frankincense, and rue.
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While working on the Lupers a few years back, I accidentally made a perfume that smells exactly like Hawaiian Punch.
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Pomegranate and Labdanum.
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Pomegranate and Animalic Musk.
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Amber-bedewed skin musk, golden honey, vanilla cream, and a trickle of sugared lemon. Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec
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My skin brought out none of the nuance of this blend. I tested this twice, because the first time I tried it, it was so lemony that I wondered if some of the lemon juice I had used to make Vaughn Vreeland's Boozy Apple Crunch Cake got on where I applied it. But no, it's all citrus and ozone on me throughout wear, with no reprieve. The neroli is the strongest note at first, but it isn't nearly as sharp or as intense as it usually is on me, and once that calms down, it's a lemon and ozone party. And I'm not getting the sugared aspect of the lemon. I would have liked to get the lavender from this, but at least the neroli was tamer than usual on my skin, and I didn't get any powdery heliotrope or indolic jasmine.
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Black Fly Butter Moon is a very strong, almost toffee-like, buttery shortbread cookie scent on me. I swear there's some orange zest in these cookies even though there's no orange mentioned, because I get it very strongly, especially during the wet phase of the scent. It stays mostly about the cookies for a while, but then I was doing dishes some hours later and was hit with a blast of coffee and cocoa which was really nice. I didn't deathmatch the two, but I think this shortbread cookie might be somewhat similar to the cookies in A Little More Tea from the 2016 Lilith scents (if I ever do deathmatch the two, I'll update this post with my results). It also has the richness of Chocolate Stout Cupcake from Yules of yore. I don't think I need a whole bottle of this one, but I think I'll hang onto my decant!
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This is a very purple scent that is mostly about the violet and blackberry on me, although the tuberose, orchid, and rose are definitely not far behind those notes (I think my skin just tends to amp the violet). I get some of the myrrh in the background, and dusty is an apt description of this variation of that note -- but I don't get much in the way of the scorched vanilla resin from this on my skin, except when layered with the Vanilla-Infused Frankincense and Raspberry duet. After several hours, the tuberose and orchid do end up overtaking the violet and blackberry, and I get some musk with those notes, as well as more of the myrrh. I layered a drop of these duets with the lunacy scent, and these were my experiences: Layered with Black Butterfly Moon: Vanilla and Tobacco Flower - I mostly got the dirt and sheer vanilla floating over the blackberry-tinged purple flowers of the lunacy scent. Layered with Black Butterfly Moon: Vanilla-Infused Frankincense and Raspberry - I enjoyed the combination of the two scents more than the moon on its own. I'm not sure if the lunacy scent brought out more of the vanilla-infused frankincense from this, or if this brought out more of the vanilla resin in the lunacy, or what, but I definitely get some vanilla and resin with the tart raspberry that floats over the blackberry and purple flowers from the lunacy scent, and the vanilla and resin note make me think of the Bourbon Vanilla bath oil from several years ago (deceptively sweet: bourbon vanilla oleoresin and benzoin resinoid). This isn't a scent that is typically in my wheelhouse -- I don't really enjoy fruity florals or florals with resins, but I got it to try those layering combos, and because the artwork and the goth-y scent description gave me of Yuko Ichihara from xxxHolic vibes. This isn't something I need more than a decant of, but I am glad that I decided to try it.
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Looks like someone’s been nibbling a bit too much grass! A sun-faded, plasticky shell of rice milk and marshmallow illuminated from within by 420 watts of weed-wafted glowing green amber.
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The cadaver, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind: a chilly whoosh of dead leaves seasoned with the perfect amount of smog.
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Don’t you just love that new hearse smell? A stylish, contemporary corpse-carrier for the most discriminating clientele: traces of embalming fluid clinging to white satin curtains and fresh white leather seats.
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Cascades of balsa filigree lace, white kid gloves displayed on cherrywood mannequin hands, and a frilly sachet of dried tea rose.
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A crimson corset unlaced in candlelight. Rain against stained glass. The slow heartbeat of desire beneath black velvet. Dark rose steeped in spiced wine and blood orange, tangled with clove and plum, while a pulse of smoky labdanum and black vanilla drapes the air in velvet shadows. A perfume of ruin and rapture crafted for lovers who haunt each other through centuries.
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Lace curtains tremble as candle wax tears drip onto the edges of faded love letters. Love that lingers beyond the grave: violet shadows blooming in chilled air, the hush of moonlight on marble skin, a tremulous veil of moonflower petals, and sandalwood incense smoke drifting through cracked glass.
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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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A rich bourbon cream skin musk, formulated to announce and enhance whatever version of oneself is currently coming forth.
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Violet and Hay Absolute.
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Cocoa butter, coconut, tiare, and a squirt of pumpkin juice. (This is a perfume oil inspired by the scent of old school 80’s tanning lotions. Do not use this as a sunblock, as it’s… a perfume oil. Please be cautious with sun exposure, use sunblock every day, etc.)
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An intangible vapor, an obfuscating mist: grey iris, ambergris, mallow blossom, white tea blossoms, and scorched milk. Alfred Stieglitz