Brian's interpretation of the Blue Moon. A glimmer of hope emerging from a sea of dreams: sea buckthorn berry, terebinth pine, frankincense, hyssop, white sage, Neptune's night-blooming jasmine, cucumber, lavender, ambergris accord, and violet leaf.

In bottle: medicinal, green and aquatic. I'm getting lavender, sage, jasmine, and ambergris, and ( Read more... )

White sandalwood, white sage, East Indian patchouli, muguet, golden frankincense, and Balsam of Mecca.

My fairy is the best! :D

In bottle: meh. Patchouli and incense, so I'm tempted to just pass. But no, I will give it a whirl.

Wet on skin: patchouli, balsam, sage, and frankincense. That patchouli is far too strong for my liking.

Dry: the ( Read more... )

White sage, white musk, honey myrtle, galbanum, lilac, and everlasting flower.

I tested this blend twice, one a day or two after receiving it, and another after it's been sitting in my drawer for a while, bit less than a month.

In bottle: the first time I sniffed this, it was very herbal, and reminded me strongly of this cologne I used to wear as ( Read more... )

The muted flame of in-between time, the stillness of the gloaming: blue chamomile, green tea, Spanish moss, champaca flower, white sage, jonquil, wisteria, and white honey. This Phoenix embodies the strange beauty of the dreamscape, the force of the imagination, and the power of the spirit.

In decant: clean, almost green, and almost herbal. My ( Read more... )

White sage, lemongrass, lemon balm, dusty beige musk, and drops of anise.

In decant: yellow and bright citrusy floral. Slightly chilly, for some reason.

Wet on skin: I seem to be amping the lemon almost something fierce. Very, very lemony, but not bitter-sour or pledgey so far, slightly sweet but not going over to the foody/pastry side. Slightly ( Read more... )

A brief introduction: I am an Edgar Allan Poe fan, and I've been hunting for the bottles of his since-discontinued series in BPAL (named "A Demon in My View", which is apt for the poet/author), mostly to collect. Annabel Lee, in particular, is my favorite poem of his--well, actually, it's my favorite poem, hands down. It moves me, and when feeling ( Read more... )