Seajewel Report post Posted August 5, 2022 Scent Notes: dusty woods brushed by a stroke of bourbon vanilla, gaïac, raw green fig, black labdanum, and 7-year aged patchouli. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
HerbGirl Report post Posted September 17, 2022 (edited) In the bottle it is very very fig. BIG FIG. On the skin, it morphs into a crazy beautifully soft fig mooshed into vanilla woods. After a few minutes I smell a touch of patchouli. This bottle just arrived but it already smells amazing. I'm looking forward to smelling how it ages! Eta 01 December '22 I still love this. It has become a papery fig, if that makes any sense. Eta 10 Feb 2024 This has smoothed out and that big fig has mellowed out big time. This is one that I get frustrated by the listed notes...aside from the patchouli, I just can't find them. I prefer Grief Moth 2 but this is a lovely papery fig patchouli. Eta 19 Feb 2024 I get the feeling this will come into its own in another year or so. I'm wearing both Grief Moths this morning and actually just love them both, and they smell so good in proximity to each other. Just lovely. Edited February 19 by HerbGirl Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
zankoku_zen Report post Posted March 24, 2023 Fig, woods, and soft resin rose. This one is a very soft, resin rose with figgy woods. Medium throw and wear length. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
ghoulnextdoor Report post Posted March 30, 2023 Grief Moth is a fragrance of half-light glooms, that liminal borderland of light and dark accessed between wakefulness and dream. When the mind, half-shrouded in night, barely begins to discern the glow of the sun beyond closed eyes, but the temporal curtain of the eyelid has not yet revealed its truth. In this place, all things are possible, nothing is beyond your grasp, and in these shadows you are safe and held. These are the soils where, in nocturnal sublimity, your subconscious has struggled with the raw and murky things you’ve been carrying, and in these lightless labors, you are slowly becoming whole. As Jarod K. Anderson writes in a poetic excerpt from Love Notes From The Hollow Tree, “The work to bring a violet up into the light happens down in the dark.” Grief moth is the flinty grey umbral amber, fog-faded forest of ghostly trees in your interior landscape where this work takes place. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites