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In the Imp (wet): Heavy Damask Rose just comes through like a sledgehammer - thick and heavy. On me: Carnation comes through, carried on a much lighter and softer rose - then turns powdery on me. A shame since I quite liked its first notes after it was applied to skin.

Bittersweet yet powerful: salty aquatic notes and bursting with dragon's blood. In the Imp (wet): The first whiff is sticky sweetness. The aquatic note is not as sharp as Dirty or R'Lyeh On me: Jasmine. The sweetness reminds me of thick bushes of jasmine in full bloom, a scent I've associated with church novenas and women would offer up thick rope garlands of the flower to the Madonna. The salty twang doesn't show up on me until after 15mins and reminds me of the open ocean on a cloudy day. I am actually relishing this one, for the memories it invokes of these childhood spiritual experiences. This is definitely I can see myself wearing on a daily basis.

In the Imp (wet): Heady, sharp herbs and more reminiscent of a stuffy old cupboard filled with Nanah's vintage clothes. Not impressed yet. On me: Such sweetness is coming through, revealing a more regal yet mature Queen Elizabeth. This is a woman not to be trifled with, yet is gracious is every way. The citrusy orange flower and lemon peel are soft, and I'm actually digging Bess now.

In the Imp (wet): Syrupy sweet milk and honey, with a hint of bergamot that brings to mind a child's tea party with over-sweetened Earl Grey tea. On me: The rose and carnation are the predominant notes for me in the long push, but mellows out to make way for the honey after about 20 mins. Initially the scent is so girlishly sweet and artifical, but if you wait out that little bit, Alice turns out to be quite a pretty scent that is graceful.

In the Imp (wet): Old lady. Really decaying old lady. On me: Urgh, soap. Sickly sweet soap.

In the Imp (wet): Yummy juicy sweet Chinese pear and what smells like the tiniest hint of almond. On facial cotton (dry): - On me: There's this juicyness that drives me crazy with happiness. It reminds me of standing on a porch with a glass of white wine, looking over full fruit orchards on a chilly evening. It's a lovely day scent for the weekend or just hanging out. Unfortunately it tickles my nose if applied early in the morning. An annoying aspect, but tolerable.

In the Imp (wet): I had expected this scent to be juicy, but it emerged thick with jasmine. On facial cotton (dry): This scent is dry and tarty. These white florals are heady and sweet, demanding. On me: The first notes are sharp and assault my nose, but the jasmine pulls through and soothes the tartiness. This is not a light scent though, as the florals are heavy. I blame this on the jasmine. And it evolves into something that is pretty, but uninteresting and uninspiring. Not for me at all.

In the Imp (wet): Bright and a type of clean floral that seems untouchable. On facial cotton (dry): The barest hint of sweetness... maybe vanilla? On me: I'll admit that my first impression of Snow White 2007 was less than impressed. It seemed too alien, but it's grown on me. It's feminine, but not girly girl at all. This is freshly fallen snow, that sparkles in light and feels like soft powder. It promises of clear diamond ice shards on tree branches and biting winds.

In the Imp (wet): From the description alone, I grew unsure if this scent would appeal enough to join my daily collection. My expectations were for an extremely masculine bouquet, but on the first whiff, the sharpness of the lemon peel strike first, refreshing the senses for the scent of fresh sweat and sex from the leather. If this is a masculine scent, it is one from a man who has youth and strength on his side, and a body who is hard from work and sun. On facial cotton (dry): On the cotton, the fruits come out strongest, with mint playing court jester. It is feminine, youth and joy... untainted by time or experience. There is no hint of the man from the imp at all. On me: Ah, there he is. The white tea has softened him and hints of a spring romance with no one but you for company. It is a first love that will be bittersweet at the end, but fondly remembered in old age. What reservations I had before are completely and utterly unfounded.

In the Imp (wet): Sweet sweet sweet! Like peeling back the skin of a ripe juicy kumquat and there's that burst of yummy citrus. On facial cotton (dry): The citrus sweetness ebbs down to make way for the more predominant crisp pepper note. This is so yummy! It sings of summer and bright warm sunshine. On me: This is so heavenly, I could eat myself. So not kidding when I say this is juicy, sweet, citrus clean. When I waved my arm at the SO, he pounced and said I smelt like a lollipop. Heh... ()

In the Imp (wet): The patchouli and fig are pretty strong, and I'm not sure I will like this scent much. On me: I am usually quite weary of scents with patchouli, as they are a hit-and-miss with me. But Tweedledum has such a yummiest to it that seems almost syrupy. It's thick and decadent, with a hint of childish mischief and madness.

In the Imp (wet): They weren't kidding when they said RICH myrrh. This is really heady. On facial cotton (dry): The myrrh is overpowering the jasmine. There is no rose. On me: Ah ha! I am amping the rose, but the myrrh isn't giving up. It's an indulgent scent with a warmth not too dissimilar to Penitence or the Lion.

In the Imp (wet): Oh, this is all man. The combi of bergamot and lavendar makes me swoon. On facial cotton (dry): The rich bergamot relaxes in the backseat, hat over his eyes, while the jasmine drives, ciggy in and lavendar navigates. I can see myself drooling over a man wearing this scent. On me: This scent is very similar to Davidoff's Cool Water. My skin brings out the bergamot and jasmine.

In the Imp (wet): I smell the musk, but it seems to have a spice note in it. And I get the tiniest hint of liquorice. Not a good sign. On facial cotton (dry): Ooooo! The coconut is showing up, but it's refreshing, rather than the heavy cream I was expecting. On me: I like how the musk is soft and the coconut gives it a twist and a little life. However, this scent may give me a headache if worn in excess and a drop seems to go a long way.

In the Imp (wet): The very first thought that popped into my head when I took that first whiff was 'Bodyshop'. I used to have a perfume oil called Dewberry from them and this first note brought that memory back. It's bright and floral sweet, like a fresh spring day in an open country side. On facial cotton (dry): Definitely one of those fresh blossom florals that sing of youth and innocence. Think Bambi, Walt Disney princesses from by-gone-eras when little forest animals would come braid your hair and weave a gorgeous gown out of morning dew. On me: The dewberry is a predominant note of sweetness, though tampered with the cutting sharpness of green spring freshness. I can imagine this might give me a headache on some days and it can be strong, so I would dab with caution.

In the Imp (wet): Fresh candy sweet vanilla ice-cream sundae. On facial cotton (dry): Still sweet, but it's gone powdery and sickening sick, rather than the rich thick sweetness I had hoped for. Amber takes awhile to make an appearance, but it's worth the wait. On me: I'll admit I've heard a lot of rave reviews of O and how it's a lot of people's favorite BPAL scent. And I can see why. It's a womanly scent, that is tempting and playful. Not quite ditzy chick, but one who knows how to push your buttons and grins mischieviously when you react as she expected. The amber is warm, gentle and soft in coaxing tendrils of sweetness.

In the Imp (wet): This Queen is not to be trifled with. She holds court and may smile, but beware the clever smirk behind those pretty bright eyes. This one is no ditz. On facial cotton (dry): Floral and sharp, this is what I would imagine a powder room during Marie Antoinette's day would smell like. The violet is overwhelming and heady. On me: *splutters* The violet and wisteria is overwhelming and makes my head swim. Definitely not for me at all.

In the Imp (wet): This is a thick full-bodied scent with a dark sweetness that is juicy. On facial cotton (dry): Juicy and sweet. And damp. And dark. On me: My skin seems to morph Phantom Queen to have more bite and sharpness. But it is still wonderfully sweet and womanly, inviting and seductive. On the drydown, the juicy sweetness comes back and reminds me of those yummy pretty scented toys like My Little Ponies. Definitely a scent I could wear on a daily basis.

In the Imp (wet): You remember those days as a kid and your parents are getting ready for a night out with other adults. Your dad has had his shower and is hunting for his socks. He walks by you and you catch a whiff of his cologne as your mother waves a pair she magically produces from a dresser. This is the memory Ozymandias brought to mind. On facial cotton (dry): The scent has mellowed and evolved into softer tones. It has a warmth of musk and a sweetness of cinnamon, but still masculine in notes. It is not as imposing as The Lion. On me: My hopes for Ozymandias had been that it would be similar to Coyote, one of my favorite everyday scents. But while Coyote is a wild and unbridled desert, Ozymandias is mature, calm, majestic... a king. This scent evolves slowly and warms into a gold glow. Bearing in mind that incense notes don't generally work on me, but this might be an exception. There is a hint of powder in it, giving it a vintage appeal.

In the Imp (wet): Pepper hits in the first whiff and it's yummy! This is my foray with pink pepper and it is lovely! Hermia is a cheeky little girl obsessed with puppy dog tails. On facial cotton (dry): The bite from the pepper is softly dressed in the floral sweetness. Very chic and girly at the same time. On me: I used to think White Rabbit was the only oil with a pepper note I would fall in love with, but Hermia has joined that rank. It is more aloof, a scent that I reckon would carry very well in a high-power office full of MCPs. A woman who holds her own amongst men and doesn't compromise on her own femininity is what Hermia is.

In the Imp (wet): This imp is so full, it's not funny. Try carefully lifting the imp cap off a very full imp without spilling and you could easily go insane with the feat. This doesn't have the same edge as most of the BPAL aquatics I've sampled before and borders on being syrupy musk laced in bergamot (?). Definitely some citrusy sweet fruit. The oil is also a medium amber, similar to golden syrup. On facial cotton (dry): The scent smells completely different from the imp. It's definitely an aquatic, but not like Dirty (more soap) or Olokun (more bite). This aquatic brings to mind lush orchard trees after a refreshing rain, with a subtle hint of tangy sweetness. On me: R'Lyeh does not have as much throw as Olokun or Dirty, so I would have to put a lot more on or just wear it for my own pleasure (vs perfume wearers who spritz for everyone else to smell). I'm loving the sweeter citrus (bergamot? grapefruit?) notes, but there's something else in it - a coying floral that could be lily, which if any heavier, might make me gag. Fortunately the saltiness is keeping it in check and balanced. It's certainly one of those scents I'd love to drown in.

In the Imp (wet): This is sugar sweet, without the cream. The spice isn't sharp nor overwhelmingly warm like myrrh. A big plus in my book! (^0^)/ On facial cotton (dry): Sybaris is surprisingly refreshing and light. It is bottled bright morning sunshine cutting through French windows, bathing a table breakfast of juicy tropical fruit and warm toasted toast with cinnamon and nutmeg. If this is Indian, it is of a little dancing girl with a fresh face and laughing bells at her ankles. On me: I got a little heady from sniffing this on my inner elbow and holding my breath in. This is warm comfort of sunshine and spice trees

In the Imp (wet):This scent sort of prickles the nose and shoot me if I'm wrong, but I detect myrrh. I had been hoping this would've been another ozone based scent, but it's not at all. On facial cotton (dry): Whatever the note that prickles my nose isn't as strong as the nutty flavour I'm getting. It's definitely gloomy, but nothing like the Olokun (a favorite of mine). On me: The florals are making an appearance, though subtly. It smells dusty and ancient, like some abandoned attic full of junk and damp no one wants.

In the Imp (wet): Love this ozone! On facial cotton (dry): This is it. My love! On me: I love love LUUUUUURVE the ozone in this one. It makes me wish I could breathe in a little deeper, hold it in a little longer. It reminds me of fresh crisp snow, that sparkle in the air when it's just about to fall. This is now one of my favorites.

In the Imp (wet): All floral and while I can imagine some might not like it for its lavender notes (traditionally associated with 'old lady'), I find myself smiling at the soft bouquet that wraps itself in a comforting blanket of distinction. On facial cotton (dry): This scent has a completely different personality now. It is harder and far more demanding of your attention than when in the imp. But the musks still pronounce her a lady and one who is due respect. Sweet, but not coy. Traditional, but not stiff. Feminine and alluring. On me: The jasmine lends its sweetness to the scent, but the musks in combination remind me of old vintage clothes which have been packed carefully in tissue with a sprig of lavender to keep them smelling fresh... but have been forgotten, so the scent is old and coying. If it was a little lighter, I might find myself soothed by the scent, but alas. It is not so.