Mars and Venus

[Jenjin]

A stolen moment preserved for eternity in a gleaming amber jewel,

entombed in malachite swirls of oakmoss and velvet.

Edited February 26 by Jenjin

[ghoulnextdoor]

Forget enemies to lovers, this scent captures lovers to landscapes, passion transformed into geological wonder. A clean, crisp amber polished smooth by ocean tides holds the memory of ancient heat at its core. The fragrance shifts into mossy-musky dampness, like vegetation slowly reclaiming abandoned statues in a forgotten garden. When warmed against skin, it exhales a humid velvet aura, luxurious yet wild, as if cosmic bodies once pressed together have now cooled into mineral formations still somehow radiating their original warmth. Time has crystallized divine indiscretion into something that will outlast even the gods themselves, leaving only this aromatic evidence behind: a perfumed fossil of desire

 

[gentle-twig]

This one is pretty linear and smooth, blended to feel like a singular substance (spice girls two become one vibes). Strongly masculine to me, this is definitely not a hetero love story. It even veers slightly in the department store direction of gay classics like Chanel Antaeus and (even more so) YSL Kouros. Usually BPAL’s more resolutely masculine blends turn me off, but Mars and Venus is so much subtler than, say, iago or the black rider. Nonetheless we find ourselves firmly in (genuinely) sexy boy soap territory, as the bathhouse art should already have signaled.

 

Mars and Venus is a balance between warm and cold, rugged and smooth. We have here a delightfully easy amber accord paired with cool oakmoss, which gives a soapy impression when combined with what I believe is an ambrette-ish musk hidden in here. I sense a smidge of patchouli in the amber and maybe a whisper of subtly smoky vetiver in the green malachite side of things. Despite the warm amber, the moments of rugged patchouli and vetiver, the overall impression is smooth and cool, even slightly mineral. But the warm impression does give life to the scent, as if we are indeed presented with a fleeting moment preserved for eternity. 
 

Within the BPAL GC universe I am most reminded of Yorick, only here we have immortality instead of decay, integrity instead of dissolution. Still, both give the same sense of easy bro ut slightly starched masculinity fit for the right queer. I have really been enjoying the couple of gaysploitation scents hiding in the seasonal collections this year and within that lens this is a lovely counterpoint to the equally ambery but more tortured and invert-coded A Cup of Tea in the Verandah. There is no yearning here, only confident fulfillment.