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We have resurrected Black Phoenix Trading Post’s sensual 2009 masterpiece. Red rose buds, with amber, clove, tonka, Indian musk, fir, and tobacco.
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Who better to care for your young ones than a nanny that can psionically anticipate junior's every need? A fresh-scrubbed, hypnotic astral musk with a hint of milk.
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Calla Lily and Purple Musk.
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A row of plump, cardamom-spiced sweet buns overflowing with pooflets of lavender cream and almond paste.
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White tea, black cherries, gardenia, tonka bean, carnation, and almond.
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The sacred reborn in darkness, a baptism of liberation: defiled holy water and lily of the valley suffused with black musk.
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Flower Moon is a vision of nocturnal tenderness: pale ylang-ylang and moonflower absolute unfurl against sun-baked earth that is cooling under springtime moonlight. Flickers of white agave nectar and fragile, luminous stargazer lily exhale over a whisper of dark amber and wild honey, like sweet pollen dusted onto velvet wings.
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Come not between the dragon, and his wrath: a rolling crack of Daemonorops draco and red peppercorn, billows of incense smoke, honeyed Cambodian oud, blackened oakmoss, flame-gold amber, a delicate membrane of leather, and a curved, sharp sandalwood claw.
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Flower Moon: Fossilized Amber and Wildflower Nectar
doomsday_disco posted a topic in Duets & Menage A Trois
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Roses have been woven into magic and folklore for thousands of years, and this oil reaches past the lovely sweetness of petal and hip. In addition to the rose’s association with love and romance, the rose's spiritual depths encompass blood, rebirth, resurrection, and immortality. The root carries all of this in concentrated silence: love that is not fragile, love that has come back from the frost, love that grew itself back from the cold, shadowed death of winter. The rose is an emblem of Venus, deeply associated with love, passion, and friendship across cultures, but she is also sacred to Aphrodite, Isis, Hekate, Inanna, Ishtar — goddesses of the underworld as much as the bloom. She lives at the crossroads of beauty and power, and her thorns and roots have always been part of its power. An earthy, patchouli-touched rose oil with a hint of oakmoss and vetiver.
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Pumpkin Spice & Condensed Milk.
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French A sweet whisper against the throat: raspberry coulis and cassis steeped in powdered sugar and rose syrup, melting into benzoin, tonka bean, and a soft blush of white musk.
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“O father, my father, and saw you not plain, The Erl-King’s pale daughter glide past thro’ the rain?” — “O yes, my loved treasure, I knew it full soon; It was the grey willow that danced to the moon.” Moonlit mist clinging to skin the color of ghost lilies, pearlescent and cold. A spectral musk possessing the sheen of river water at night.
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This doesn't smell like the Lab's typical white chocolate accord, at least, not to my nose -- it smells kind of like frosting to me, to be honest (this is not a complaint). It's sweet like a white chocolate bar without any cocoa edge like in most of the white chocolate scents I've tried from the Lab. The cream is probably what's making this seem frosting-like to me as there's no buttery dairy note comprising the cream in this. I enjoy this, but I haven't decided if I need more in my life yet. It will probably depend on how many Lupers I need to grab before they disappear. (My list is pretty long so far.) I think this is versatile enough that it would pair well with many other scents, but since I currently don't have any bottles of chocolate-y lotion, Milk Chocolate Froth is calling to me more.
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White Chocolate Cream.
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Jacob de Backer Creamy, narcotic tuberose, a flutter of pink silk, and blushing sweet pea warmed by honeyed skin musk.
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A sun-warmed bloom, its fragrance unfurls in lush waves: rich and creamy, like chocolate and nectar mingling in the sultry air. A scent both decadent and wild, glistening with heady sweetness.
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Pascal Dagnan-Bouveret Scarlet velvet, Byzantine amber, smoked Bulgarian rose absolute, and frankincense resin.
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A tumultuous scent for tumultuous times: dragon’s blood resin, black clove, thunderous black musk, scorched 7-year aged patchouli, tabac absolute, and crushed pomegranate.
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The Lovers suspended beneath hostile stars; innocent, youthful love caught in profound celestial tension. Two households, both alike in dignity, are bound by ancient grievance, and beneath their banners walk two young hearts caught in the inexorable turning of the spheres. “A pair of star-cross’d lovers take their life whose misadventured piteous overthrows,” and the heavens themselves draw down to witness and grieve the dazzling catastrophe of first love. Their passion is as swift as lightning, tender as dawn, perilous as prophecy. They move as mirrored flame, twin spirits divided by inherited hatred, Gemini energy refracted through vendetta and family saga. In one another they glimpse completion, a reflection unmarred by the violence of the world beyond the balcony that hems them in. The polarity that surrounds them only sharpens their longing. Night and day, Montague and Capulet, poison and potion, oath and silence: each intrinsic, fated duality entwines them closer together. The “black-brow’d night” shelters their whispered promises and heart-rending declarations of love, wrapping them in a darkness that protects and consecrates, while the “garish sun” exposes, divides, and drives them back into the machinery of blood feud and overweening pride. In this reversal, shadow is mercy and daylight is threat, and their passion flourishes in secrecy as though it were a nocturnal bloom opening only when the world’s vigilance sleeps. Night gathers them into momentary wholeness, but the harsh light of dawn demands polarity. Their struggle is not only against their families but against time itself, against the relentless return of morning that tears them from the refuge of darkness and thrusts them toward consequence. Their love is not permitted to grow and thrive, and instead it burns brief, bright, and absolute with the shattering, pure conflagration of a supernova. In the long, shadowed sleep of death they accomplish what life denied them, and the warring houses, confronted by the cost of enmity, lay down their arms. Love as transmutation, sorrow as reconciliation, and what was divided is brought, through tragedy, into uneasy harmony. This is the Lovers as one soul divided, as the soul split and reunited through fate and consequence, union under celestial tension, and devotion that outlives breath and fundamentally alters the world that sought to forbid it. Crushed red rose and night-blooming jasmine unfurl over Verona stone warmed by summer dusk, sugared violets and bitter orange peel steeped in pale cypress smoke, with a single thread of myrrh rising like a whispered vow in the dark.
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Paris Being Admitted to the Bedchamber of Helen
doomsday_disco replied to doomsday_disco's topic in Limited Editions
I was hoping for lots of sweet pea from this one, but of course it's tuberose that takes the lead right out of the gate and holds that position throughout wear. It's backed by the pink silk note, which smells somewhat cotton-y to my nose. These two notes were strong enough on me that I wasn't able to pick out the sweet pea or the honeyed skin musk, curiously enough! Definitely one for tuberose fans that enjoy fabric notes. -
Golden Grains & Orange Blossom Honey.
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Milk Moon: Golden Grains & Orange Blossom Honey Lotion
doomsday_disco replied to doomsday_disco's topic in Lotion
I'm not a fan of orange blossom notes, as they tend to be bitter and can be headache-inducing on me, but I decided to try this when someone posted a comment on another platform wondering if this might smell like Golden Grahams cereal. In my experience, it does not smell like cereal. This is mostly about the orange blossom honey, but fortunately, while the orange blossom is stronger than the honey, it isn't as strong as straight-up orange blossom. I can tell there is something else going on in the background, which is taming the orange blossom honey and keeping it from being too strong/heady, so it must be the grains -- but the golden grain note isn't distinct to my nose like the cocoa corn puff note in Milk Moon 2026. This is not a lotion that I feel the need to grab more of, but if you're a fan of orange blossom and you can do honey, this will probably be up your alley. -
White tea, golden pear, Himalayan cedar, and eucalyptus blossom.
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A salty skin musk dusted with pink pepper.