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Further experiments in smells
Apr. 1st, 2014 06:13 pm Slowly working through these. Here's two more (yesterday and today)
Mictecacihuatl or The One I Can't Pronounce (BPAL) - Copal, precious woods, South American spices, agave nectar, cigar tobacco, and roses
- not going to lie, I was initially really apprehensive about this one. It wasn't on my first request list simply because of the agave nectar and my horrible, very bad allergy to ingesting anything agave (never forget the tequila experiment). Nobody else claimed it, though, so I picked it up to test. This was yesterday's perfume. I put it on, spent five minutes intermittently huffing my wrist....then went into the bedroom, completely changed my outfit, put on eyeliner, and accomplished four tasks I had been procrastinating on before 10:30 that morning. It makes me feel like a queen. Initial application smells green and.....spiky, somehow. So probably the agave. It quickly moderates to mainly the spices and smokiness with some balsamic notes (the woods?) and a bit of sweetness from the rose. So I guess agave is only a problem when I put it in my mouth. I'm counting this in the win category.
Come To Me (BPAL) - A phenomenally powerful attractant. Sexual and commanding in the extreme
- I don't know what the people who wrote that description were smoking, but it has to have been something pretty damn strong. In the bottle, this perfume smells like dryer sheets. Slightly lemon-scented dryer sheets, but still. Dryer sheets. On me, it smells like sun-dried clean linen sheets and....violets? I think it's violets. Something lightly purpley floral. Not what I was expecting from "a phenomenally powerful attractant"....buuuuut then I met the Boy after work and he hugged me hello, paused, demanded "WHAT are you WEARING??" and buried his face in my neck. And then proceeded to continue doing that every five minutes. He's still doing it. So maybe they actually knew what they were doing, or my terrier is a little cracked in the head. Or both. I'm not ruling it out.
(edit: I read the description to the Boy and he cackled and is now cracking jokes about being sexually attracted to laundry. A girl looks at her life. A girl looks at her choices.)
Mictecacihuatl or The One I Can't Pronounce (BPAL) - Copal, precious woods, South American spices, agave nectar, cigar tobacco, and roses
- not going to lie, I was initially really apprehensive about this one. It wasn't on my first request list simply because of the agave nectar and my horrible, very bad allergy to ingesting anything agave (never forget the tequila experiment). Nobody else claimed it, though, so I picked it up to test. This was yesterday's perfume. I put it on, spent five minutes intermittently huffing my wrist....then went into the bedroom, completely changed my outfit, put on eyeliner, and accomplished four tasks I had been procrastinating on before 10:30 that morning. It makes me feel like a queen. Initial application smells green and.....spiky, somehow. So probably the agave. It quickly moderates to mainly the spices and smokiness with some balsamic notes (the woods?) and a bit of sweetness from the rose. So I guess agave is only a problem when I put it in my mouth. I'm counting this in the win category.
Come To Me (BPAL) - A phenomenally powerful attractant. Sexual and commanding in the extreme
- I don't know what the people who wrote that description were smoking, but it has to have been something pretty damn strong. In the bottle, this perfume smells like dryer sheets. Slightly lemon-scented dryer sheets, but still. Dryer sheets. On me, it smells like sun-dried clean linen sheets and....violets? I think it's violets. Something lightly purpley floral. Not what I was expecting from "a phenomenally powerful attractant"....buuuuut then I met the Boy after work and he hugged me hello, paused, demanded "WHAT are you WEARING??" and buried his face in my neck. And then proceeded to continue doing that every five minutes. He's still doing it. So maybe they actually knew what they were doing, or my terrier is a little cracked in the head. Or both. I'm not ruling it out.
(edit: I read the description to the Boy and he cackled and is now cracking jokes about being sexually attracted to laundry. A girl looks at her life. A girl looks at her choices.)
