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There's something oddly calming about when I'm hormonal as fuck, to press all the buttons of the box of cats that lives in my head and watch him go off. Because I'm going to cry anyway, but crying over nonexistent shit doesn't feel as abjectly pathetic as sobbing my eyes out over whatever lack of self-esteem my brain found to harp on today. It may be more psychotic, but I don't feel like such a loser.
But I've said this all before and since that's all I seem to do is go around in logic loops until I want to claw my own face off, we're gonna talk about perfumes some more. Because my BPAL order came in much earlier than they said it would.
I got two extra ones, Sheol and Rumpelstilzchen. I'm so excited for Rumpelstilzchen because I kept looking at that one and didn't end up ordering it.
But so far I've tried 4 of them:
Coyote-
Started out strong and deserty, like winds over the plains. Very dry and grassy, like warm earth in the summer. Then it turned really sweet almost exactly like sweetgrass, not floral, but kind of a little kick. Then mellowed out to something dry and warm and musky, like an old blanket you curl up in on a summer afternoon. So far isn't turning to powder, just a very light musk. Then slowly faded to like a musky floral, almost like a rose. Faint. I like it.
So I tried this again on a different day and though all the above still applies, I actually put it on a pressure point, instead of just getting it on my hand, and I'm not too sure. It has one heck of a powerful throw but that does eventually fade. My problem is that I can't tell if it turns to powder, or if I'm just afraid of the powder and am looking for it, or even if it does turn to powder and I want so badly to like it that I'm convincing myself it's not there. Sigh.
Dracul-
Clove hits you like a ton of bricks and then comes the smoky spice, seductive and curling around your senses. The the bitter tang of orange comes in, just a little bit of a bite as they all begin to blend like incense smoke. Can almost taste the tang of the orange and floral but it dances away, just a tease, like exotic ladies dancing away, their scarves trailing behind them. It becomes a very bright scent with sandalwood undertones.
I think I'm in love.
The Black Forest-
Like a meadow just at the edge of the trees it creeps across the ground towards you, like crawling vines in dappled shadows. It fades very quickly like a morning mist dissipating and then just lingering in the air; light, floral, pine undertones. And then it's gone. The astringent pine lingers so very lightly, but that's it, and half the time I think I'm hallucinating it. And an hour later when it's still barely there it might have turned to powder, but I can't rightly tell.
A second application an hour and a half later has an entirely different first note: woodsy and warm like sunlight through the trees. It still pales very quickly with a very light musk that is just barely glimpsed through the branches. It turns nearly lemon with just the glimpsed florals dancing by, both heady and light at the same time.
That second application has disappeared while the first is suddenly turning musky and clean, as if when you press you nose up to man's neck and just breathe him in. This is the weirdest scent I've ever encountered on me. I'm not so sure it likes me.
The Black Rider-
It smells almost citrusy to me but mellows instantly when it gets on my skin to a smooth, warm scent, slightly spicy and completely nuzzleable. Like Black Forest it fades really quickly, but beckons you in to nuzzle some more. The spicy notes are there as is the very faint scent of leather which just makes me want to roll in it. I wouldn't be able to keep my nose out of the neck of a guy wearing this, but on me it just keeps fading away like a dream, leaving just a wisp of musk on my skin. The musk gets stronger as the citrus dies out, just laden with spice. It's mellowing really nicely and I just want to snuggle up to it and purr like a contented cat. The tiniest bit of floral seeps in, like a guy twirling a single rose in his hands before discarding it.
It's nearly faded completely now though the musk lingers. It's light, and I'd like it to stay longer, but I like it.
But I've said this all before and since that's all I seem to do is go around in logic loops until I want to claw my own face off, we're gonna talk about perfumes some more. Because my BPAL order came in much earlier than they said it would.
I got two extra ones, Sheol and Rumpelstilzchen. I'm so excited for Rumpelstilzchen because I kept looking at that one and didn't end up ordering it.
But so far I've tried 4 of them:
Coyote-
Started out strong and deserty, like winds over the plains. Very dry and grassy, like warm earth in the summer. Then it turned really sweet almost exactly like sweetgrass, not floral, but kind of a little kick. Then mellowed out to something dry and warm and musky, like an old blanket you curl up in on a summer afternoon. So far isn't turning to powder, just a very light musk. Then slowly faded to like a musky floral, almost like a rose. Faint. I like it.
So I tried this again on a different day and though all the above still applies, I actually put it on a pressure point, instead of just getting it on my hand, and I'm not too sure. It has one heck of a powerful throw but that does eventually fade. My problem is that I can't tell if it turns to powder, or if I'm just afraid of the powder and am looking for it, or even if it does turn to powder and I want so badly to like it that I'm convincing myself it's not there. Sigh.
Dracul-
Clove hits you like a ton of bricks and then comes the smoky spice, seductive and curling around your senses. The the bitter tang of orange comes in, just a little bit of a bite as they all begin to blend like incense smoke. Can almost taste the tang of the orange and floral but it dances away, just a tease, like exotic ladies dancing away, their scarves trailing behind them. It becomes a very bright scent with sandalwood undertones.
I think I'm in love.
The Black Forest-
Like a meadow just at the edge of the trees it creeps across the ground towards you, like crawling vines in dappled shadows. It fades very quickly like a morning mist dissipating and then just lingering in the air; light, floral, pine undertones. And then it's gone. The astringent pine lingers so very lightly, but that's it, and half the time I think I'm hallucinating it. And an hour later when it's still barely there it might have turned to powder, but I can't rightly tell.
A second application an hour and a half later has an entirely different first note: woodsy and warm like sunlight through the trees. It still pales very quickly with a very light musk that is just barely glimpsed through the branches. It turns nearly lemon with just the glimpsed florals dancing by, both heady and light at the same time.
That second application has disappeared while the first is suddenly turning musky and clean, as if when you press you nose up to man's neck and just breathe him in. This is the weirdest scent I've ever encountered on me. I'm not so sure it likes me.
The Black Rider-
It smells almost citrusy to me but mellows instantly when it gets on my skin to a smooth, warm scent, slightly spicy and completely nuzzleable. Like Black Forest it fades really quickly, but beckons you in to nuzzle some more. The spicy notes are there as is the very faint scent of leather which just makes me want to roll in it. I wouldn't be able to keep my nose out of the neck of a guy wearing this, but on me it just keeps fading away like a dream, leaving just a wisp of musk on my skin. The musk gets stronger as the citrus dies out, just laden with spice. It's mellowing really nicely and I just want to snuggle up to it and purr like a contented cat. The tiniest bit of floral seeps in, like a guy twirling a single rose in his hands before discarding it.
It's nearly faded completely now though the musk lingers. It's light, and I'd like it to stay longer, but I like it.