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Boadicea -- Category: Warrior Queens series
This ends up being a pretty, but very light and innocuous scent on me. I think I can detect the oak as, someone else mentioned, a faint sort of nuttiness...but I find it very hard to pick out anything definite for sure. It's a bit like being in a grove of sunlit, flowering trees in the middle of the forest somewhere. It's a very fleeting moment, and soon fades away.
Baba Yaga -- Category: Marchen
It's a faint herbal scent. Sometimes it turns sweet and fruity, as if it's got a hint of citrus or lotus. Other times, there is a slightly spicy tone to it. It wears pretty close to the skin, and has decent staying power.
The Black Rider -- Category: Marchen
I want to love this scent but...I'm just not getting much out of it. The leather is so soft and faint; it has a faint smokiness around it. I'm just not getting much throw out of it at all, and it doesn't hang around for very long.
Bread-And-Butter Fly -- Category: Mad Tea Party
Butter, toasted bread, and tea. This should be my dream scent, and it is, for about the first ten seconds. Then it gets cloying, much as I suppose one would feel after sitting around eating nothing but crumpets with sugary spread and drinking weak tea loaded with cream. I guess I am simply not as much of a glutton for it as I'd thought...Perhaps luckily for me, it fades pretty quickly.
Brusque Violet -- Category: Mad Tea Party
The orris and mint give the violet components a sweet, almost candied aroma to them. To me, it's not rude or strident at all...it's more like sitting down at your grandmother's house and pilfering her strange little violet-flavored lozenges from her candy dish. Novel, and not at all unpleasant. Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to throw much, though at the end of the day there is still a little bit of residue left.
Cairo -- Category: Wanderlust
Sour wine and myrrh. These are not notes that go together well on my skin, and here they remind me of how truly vile they can be. Bleh.
Caliban -- Category: Illyria
The aquatic component here has a tepid feel to it; it is a lot like coming up to a small inland pond after a very, very hot day, and feeling refreshed as you slip into it, even though the water is warm from the stored up heat of the day. The grasses and fronds are finally breathing a sigh of relief as the sun sets, and somewhere, underneath your favorite tree, you've left a flask of palm wine to sit and enjoy after your soak.
Much like Ile de Tortue and Jezirat al Tannyn, this tropical island scent has a very evocative quality to it. Each of these scents tells a different story, but they're each wonderful to contemplate.
My only complaint is that it doesn't last very long. Much like a stolen moment of relaxation after a long day, this bit of reverie is brief.
This ends up being a pretty, but very light and innocuous scent on me. I think I can detect the oak as, someone else mentioned, a faint sort of nuttiness...but I find it very hard to pick out anything definite for sure. It's a bit like being in a grove of sunlit, flowering trees in the middle of the forest somewhere. It's a very fleeting moment, and soon fades away.
Baba Yaga -- Category: Marchen
It's a faint herbal scent. Sometimes it turns sweet and fruity, as if it's got a hint of citrus or lotus. Other times, there is a slightly spicy tone to it. It wears pretty close to the skin, and has decent staying power.
The Black Rider -- Category: Marchen
I want to love this scent but...I'm just not getting much out of it. The leather is so soft and faint; it has a faint smokiness around it. I'm just not getting much throw out of it at all, and it doesn't hang around for very long.
Bread-And-Butter Fly -- Category: Mad Tea Party
Butter, toasted bread, and tea. This should be my dream scent, and it is, for about the first ten seconds. Then it gets cloying, much as I suppose one would feel after sitting around eating nothing but crumpets with sugary spread and drinking weak tea loaded with cream. I guess I am simply not as much of a glutton for it as I'd thought...Perhaps luckily for me, it fades pretty quickly.
Brusque Violet -- Category: Mad Tea Party
The orris and mint give the violet components a sweet, almost candied aroma to them. To me, it's not rude or strident at all...it's more like sitting down at your grandmother's house and pilfering her strange little violet-flavored lozenges from her candy dish. Novel, and not at all unpleasant. Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to throw much, though at the end of the day there is still a little bit of residue left.
Cairo -- Category: Wanderlust
Sour wine and myrrh. These are not notes that go together well on my skin, and here they remind me of how truly vile they can be. Bleh.
Caliban -- Category: Illyria
The aquatic component here has a tepid feel to it; it is a lot like coming up to a small inland pond after a very, very hot day, and feeling refreshed as you slip into it, even though the water is warm from the stored up heat of the day. The grasses and fronds are finally breathing a sigh of relief as the sun sets, and somewhere, underneath your favorite tree, you've left a flask of palm wine to sit and enjoy after your soak.
Much like Ile de Tortue and Jezirat al Tannyn, this tropical island scent has a very evocative quality to it. Each of these scents tells a different story, but they're each wonderful to contemplate.
My only complaint is that it doesn't last very long. Much like a stolen moment of relaxation after a long day, this bit of reverie is brief.