Shel Healy

Righteous rage thundering from beyond the grave: blackened cypress tar, bleached white cedar, asphodel, patchouli, and night-black musk. In the bottle, this one immediately made me think of a library or museum. It smelled like old papers, dust, and preserving agents. I felt myself descending a polished stone staircase to a room with stone tablets and sarcophagi. On the skin, the tarry scent is strong at first, and then the smell of freshly pulled tubers, the cedar grows and there's a cooling effect to the nose, as it starts to dry, the patchouli becomes stronger. It feels like digging damp soil beneath a cedar tree after a light autumn rain. The musk comes out at the very end and is delicate, dark and not churchy at all. It dries to a solid cedar/patchouli. I'm enjoying this one a lot.

This was a frimp, and I'm so confused. For me, it smells like girlhood . It smells like sweet plastic dolls, play-doh and blowing bubbles. It's like the girly girl equivalent of Ether which reminded me of new action figures straight out of the box.

It reminds me very much of my Evil/Ranger combo in the bottle, but when I put it on the fir explodes. It almost smells like creosote when it's wet. As it dries, I get a powdery apple scent. I keep getting compliments on it at work. Actually, people come into the office and say "It smells really good in here. You're all ready for fall," and they point at the decorations. The only fragrance in the office is the Samhain I'm wearing, so it seems to be hitting the mark for autumn.