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I know, I know, I'm boring anymore. What can I say, that's my life right now!
Cathode -- Category: Bewitching Brews
Kinda a creamy, aquatic mint. Hugs the skin, has decent staying power. Kinda boring, at least at first...but if you happen to be wearing The Coil on your other pinky...well, see below.
Centzon Totochtin -- Category: Excolo
I wanted to love this, really I did. What's not to love about drunken Aztec bunnies? Throw-wise, however, all I get is stomach-turning red wine; it gives me heartburn just thinking about it. If I sniff my skin close up, I get a powdery cocoa sort of smell. But all in all, it's probably best for me that this doesn't hang around very long before dissipating. Sigh.
The Chicken-Legged Hut -- Category: Marchen
Some people say this smells 'like cream of wheat'. I've never smelled cream of wheat, so I couldn't say if this is true. To me it smells kind of like an herbal tonic, something that would be thrust under your nose with the command to 'Drink!' and you wouldn't be able to tell what the hell was it in, but you could just tell from the smell alone that it was wholesome and good for you. At the same time, it makes me think of a dusty courtyard rimmed with green grass, the entire area bathed in blindingly-bright, warm sunlight. It's a very 'yellow' scent, very bright and happy and carefree, which isn't what I'd associate with Baba Yaga at all, LOL. But, it's kinda fun. It doesn't seem to stick around very long, though.
Chimera -- Category: Bewitching Brews
This is a case where myrrh plays nice on me, yay! There is a very sweet, almost candylike tone to it, brought on by the honeysuckle and sweet, beautiful copal; the cinnamon just kind of gives it a nice edge that is spirited without being overly spicy or fiery. I really like it. :) It doesn't throw a whole lot, but it's durable enough to be a treat that's indulged in via discreet whiffs throughout the day, which comes in pretty handy. Very nice.
Chuparosa -- Category: Bewitching Brews -- The Conjure Bag
Rose predominates, rather appropriately, along with other floral scents; it's very much like being in a large garden where all of the perfectly-tended flowers have burst into succulent bloom. I imagine this is a bit what life would smell like to a hummingbird, flitting from one sugar-filled trumpet flower to another. And, of course, having rose in it, this goes and goes and goes and goes and goes, for like ever. Pretty, and mercifully not obnoxious, but not for me.
The Coil -- Phoenix Steamworks
At first, the mint, eucalyptus and ginger meld together to make a scent that kind of smells like spearmint tea. If such a tea exists. Which I would at least try drinking, once, if it did. But this is definitely not destined to be a foody scent. Very interesting, when compared with Cathode; the former is kind of a sweet, white mint with a rich, almost woody groundedness to it, almost like a half-eaten thin mint left on a wooden table in the laboratory; whereas this is more like the project that our mint-munching scientist would be working on -- electric and probably dangerous, shooting off cold sparks of ozone. Amusingly, I don't really like either of these on their own, but paired off on opposing hands, they make for a rather neat little mental picture. Hee. Okay, that was fun, now let's put them away.
Random content alert: I had a dream last night where Wart actually had nice things to say (in print) about us. Ha ha ha! Talk about a pipe dream. He must've really had his back up against a wall somehow to write that stuff down.
Also, I have blueberry bushes in my front yard. Two, maybe three little ones. And the berries are edible n' everything. I should harvest some tomorrow.
Lastly, I am trying desperately not to spend $500+ on curtains and curtain rods and pajamas and hoodies (what? So what if it's hot now, it won't be in eight weeks!) and cheesy yet comfortable sandals at JC Penney Dot Com. Actually, it's not that desperate a battle, mostly because I like to just pile everything into an online shopping bag and save it and then come back and dither over it until all the sales expire. So, you don't really need to worry about me, there. Karl is so dreadfully boring in color choices, however, claiming that blue will look bad with the earth-toned paintjob on the walls, completely ignoring the fact that we have three COUNT THEM THREE blue towels hanging up in our bathroom and it doesn't give him a headache going in to look at THAT. But nooooooo, he wants everything either brown or white. Bo-ring! Why am I even asking the colorblind guy anyway? I should just buy blue ones and then tell him they're Special Limited Edition Earth Day Brown.
So see? I'm still an emasculating bitch. :D Laters y'all!
Cathode -- Category: Bewitching Brews
Kinda a creamy, aquatic mint. Hugs the skin, has decent staying power. Kinda boring, at least at first...but if you happen to be wearing The Coil on your other pinky...well, see below.
Centzon Totochtin -- Category: Excolo
I wanted to love this, really I did. What's not to love about drunken Aztec bunnies? Throw-wise, however, all I get is stomach-turning red wine; it gives me heartburn just thinking about it. If I sniff my skin close up, I get a powdery cocoa sort of smell. But all in all, it's probably best for me that this doesn't hang around very long before dissipating. Sigh.
The Chicken-Legged Hut -- Category: Marchen
Some people say this smells 'like cream of wheat'. I've never smelled cream of wheat, so I couldn't say if this is true. To me it smells kind of like an herbal tonic, something that would be thrust under your nose with the command to 'Drink!' and you wouldn't be able to tell what the hell was it in, but you could just tell from the smell alone that it was wholesome and good for you. At the same time, it makes me think of a dusty courtyard rimmed with green grass, the entire area bathed in blindingly-bright, warm sunlight. It's a very 'yellow' scent, very bright and happy and carefree, which isn't what I'd associate with Baba Yaga at all, LOL. But, it's kinda fun. It doesn't seem to stick around very long, though.
Chimera -- Category: Bewitching Brews
This is a case where myrrh plays nice on me, yay! There is a very sweet, almost candylike tone to it, brought on by the honeysuckle and sweet, beautiful copal; the cinnamon just kind of gives it a nice edge that is spirited without being overly spicy or fiery. I really like it. :) It doesn't throw a whole lot, but it's durable enough to be a treat that's indulged in via discreet whiffs throughout the day, which comes in pretty handy. Very nice.
Chuparosa -- Category: Bewitching Brews -- The Conjure Bag
Rose predominates, rather appropriately, along with other floral scents; it's very much like being in a large garden where all of the perfectly-tended flowers have burst into succulent bloom. I imagine this is a bit what life would smell like to a hummingbird, flitting from one sugar-filled trumpet flower to another. And, of course, having rose in it, this goes and goes and goes and goes and goes, for like ever. Pretty, and mercifully not obnoxious, but not for me.
The Coil -- Phoenix Steamworks
At first, the mint, eucalyptus and ginger meld together to make a scent that kind of smells like spearmint tea. If such a tea exists. Which I would at least try drinking, once, if it did. But this is definitely not destined to be a foody scent. Very interesting, when compared with Cathode; the former is kind of a sweet, white mint with a rich, almost woody groundedness to it, almost like a half-eaten thin mint left on a wooden table in the laboratory; whereas this is more like the project that our mint-munching scientist would be working on -- electric and probably dangerous, shooting off cold sparks of ozone. Amusingly, I don't really like either of these on their own, but paired off on opposing hands, they make for a rather neat little mental picture. Hee. Okay, that was fun, now let's put them away.
Random content alert: I had a dream last night where Wart actually had nice things to say (in print) about us. Ha ha ha! Talk about a pipe dream. He must've really had his back up against a wall somehow to write that stuff down.
Also, I have blueberry bushes in my front yard. Two, maybe three little ones. And the berries are edible n' everything. I should harvest some tomorrow.
Lastly, I am trying desperately not to spend $500+ on curtains and curtain rods and pajamas and hoodies (what? So what if it's hot now, it won't be in eight weeks!) and cheesy yet comfortable sandals at JC Penney Dot Com. Actually, it's not that desperate a battle, mostly because I like to just pile everything into an online shopping bag and save it and then come back and dither over it until all the sales expire. So, you don't really need to worry about me, there. Karl is so dreadfully boring in color choices, however, claiming that blue will look bad with the earth-toned paintjob on the walls, completely ignoring the fact that we have three COUNT THEM THREE blue towels hanging up in our bathroom and it doesn't give him a headache going in to look at THAT. But nooooooo, he wants everything either brown or white. Bo-ring! Why am I even asking the colorblind guy anyway? I should just buy blue ones and then tell him they're Special Limited Edition Earth Day Brown.
So see? I'm still an emasculating bitch. :D Laters y'all!