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Mar. 4th, 2006 03:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cpolkthe first two were originally posted in bpalanonymous, and the last one has been cross-posted to there, so if you're thinking these are familiar, that's why...
Tintagel
in the imp: candy sweet, with spices beneath, but not like cinnamon red-hots. there's something else here to, it smells like a meadow with leather, just a tiny bit, but old well worn leather.
wet: candy on the first whiff - no wait, more of the grassiness coming forward now...way back there, that's the sea, the sea I know with the salt and sea-wrack smell...wait, what the hell is that smell? pine trees? and how fast can this stuff morph? cinnamon, i swear I smell cinnamon.
And I'm afraid that I don't like this. hmmm.
after 20 minutes: cinnamon red hots and christmas trees!
this is the clash of scent versus skin.
Arrrrgh. i need soap. into the swap pile with you, tintagel.
Neo-Tokyo
In the Imp: green, like rain-soaked bamboo. it's got something else too, something beautiful and soft. it smells like a cool day in spring.
Wet: it morphs as soon as it hits my skin, but into something I can't quite recognize. it smells like the texture of sugar floss, the way it melts the second it hits your tongue, but it doesn't smell like sugar floss. it's more like a floral scent before it distintigrates because it's being pelted by rain. very definitely a stormy scent, like the hint of a lightning storm about to hit.
after 20 Minutes: that ephemeral melting scent comes forward more, leaving the bamboo behind. it's definitely flowers, but damned if I could tell you what - white, waxy-petaled flowers. it has that drowsy scent. but it's not flowers alone, by any means. it's flowers on top of eveything else - whiffs of white tea and a bit of rain - the first rain scent that has worked on me, since my experience with tempest was an utter disaster. I really love this. it's not like the warm and sensual perfumes I usually like, being greener and crisper, but it's really lovely. it feels very city - does that make any sense?
Later: gorgeous. after a while the floral scent retreats and smooths out. the rain scent dries back to slightly damp city streets. and the bamboo comes back a litte more, but not so overwhelmingly green as it is in the imp or freshly wet on the skin. and now that floral smells more like cherry trees in bloom. it's very pretty, and I think it's doing exactly what it's supposed to do - combine the fresh green and florals with a more city feel.
keeper, heck yes, bigger bottle time.
The Black Tower
in the imp: sweet and soft and wistful. really sweet smelling - i'm not catching anything distinct from it in the imp at all, other than wanting to try it on my skin. so...
wet: slight feeling of cocoa, but so slight I could be wrong about that. not nearly as sweet on my skin. I smell bones, dry, dusty bones. that's neat. this smell makes me want to wander out onto the cliff face on a moonlight night, sprayed by high cold surf when I'm wearing nothing but a nightgown and a knitted shawl, convinced I heard the voice of a long dead love just outside. it's the most haunting thing I've ever tested.
after 20 minutes: spices and wood, soft and dusty. like an ancient box made of sandalwood, so old it's starting to crumble, and a sweetness just behind it, perhaps a spilled bottle of liquor or madiera, dried enough to be sticky.
later: this is wonderful, but faint on me. I still have the dusty sandalwood, old bones, and spilled wine soaking in the floorboards, but now i'm also getting a smell like old paper, too, and I'm sure that's not in there.
Tintagel
in the imp: candy sweet, with spices beneath, but not like cinnamon red-hots. there's something else here to, it smells like a meadow with leather, just a tiny bit, but old well worn leather.
wet: candy on the first whiff - no wait, more of the grassiness coming forward now...way back there, that's the sea, the sea I know with the salt and sea-wrack smell...wait, what the hell is that smell? pine trees? and how fast can this stuff morph? cinnamon, i swear I smell cinnamon.
And I'm afraid that I don't like this. hmmm.
after 20 minutes: cinnamon red hots and christmas trees!
this is the clash of scent versus skin.
Arrrrgh. i need soap. into the swap pile with you, tintagel.
Neo-Tokyo
In the Imp: green, like rain-soaked bamboo. it's got something else too, something beautiful and soft. it smells like a cool day in spring.
Wet: it morphs as soon as it hits my skin, but into something I can't quite recognize. it smells like the texture of sugar floss, the way it melts the second it hits your tongue, but it doesn't smell like sugar floss. it's more like a floral scent before it distintigrates because it's being pelted by rain. very definitely a stormy scent, like the hint of a lightning storm about to hit.
after 20 Minutes: that ephemeral melting scent comes forward more, leaving the bamboo behind. it's definitely flowers, but damned if I could tell you what - white, waxy-petaled flowers. it has that drowsy scent. but it's not flowers alone, by any means. it's flowers on top of eveything else - whiffs of white tea and a bit of rain - the first rain scent that has worked on me, since my experience with tempest was an utter disaster. I really love this. it's not like the warm and sensual perfumes I usually like, being greener and crisper, but it's really lovely. it feels very city - does that make any sense?
Later: gorgeous. after a while the floral scent retreats and smooths out. the rain scent dries back to slightly damp city streets. and the bamboo comes back a litte more, but not so overwhelmingly green as it is in the imp or freshly wet on the skin. and now that floral smells more like cherry trees in bloom. it's very pretty, and I think it's doing exactly what it's supposed to do - combine the fresh green and florals with a more city feel.
keeper, heck yes, bigger bottle time.
The Black Tower
in the imp: sweet and soft and wistful. really sweet smelling - i'm not catching anything distinct from it in the imp at all, other than wanting to try it on my skin. so...
wet: slight feeling of cocoa, but so slight I could be wrong about that. not nearly as sweet on my skin. I smell bones, dry, dusty bones. that's neat. this smell makes me want to wander out onto the cliff face on a moonlight night, sprayed by high cold surf when I'm wearing nothing but a nightgown and a knitted shawl, convinced I heard the voice of a long dead love just outside. it's the most haunting thing I've ever tested.
after 20 minutes: spices and wood, soft and dusty. like an ancient box made of sandalwood, so old it's starting to crumble, and a sweetness just behind it, perhaps a spilled bottle of liquor or madiera, dried enough to be sticky.
later: this is wonderful, but faint on me. I still have the dusty sandalwood, old bones, and spilled wine soaking in the floorboards, but now i'm also getting a smell like old paper, too, and I'm sure that's not in there.
