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taratemimaYeah, so people on my friends list have raved about this stuff. I ordered some imps, and will review them over the week, month, whatever.
AUNT CAROLINE'S JOY MOJO
Bottled happiness. Helps reverse misfortune, brings light and laughter to even the most troubled and discordant place, and aids in alleviating the stress and discontent that accompanies so many of life's daily trials.
This was the free imp that came with my order, so I didn't know what to expect.
Wet: Very heavily licorice, maybe strawberry, but anise too.
On wrists: OK, smelling vanilla, sugar, and cherry blossoms.
An hour later: Actually, I would call this cherry vanilla, with some licorice to keep it from being too sweet.
Looking at the forum posting: I did notice a creamy/spicy undertone, and the honeysuckle may be why it was so hard to pin down, but really, bubblegum? Cotton candy? I just didn't smell it, though it did make me think of fruity lollipops. Someone mentioned vetiver, and while I don't know what that smells like, I bet it did make up what I thought was licorice.
I'll wear this: at summer parties and on mornings I dread.
BLACK PHOENIX
Our signature oil. A dark, languid scent. Promotes hedonistic tendencies and extreme self-love. You won't stop kissing mirrors for a month.
Warning: a little goes a long, long way. This was the first BPAL scent, so I didn't know what to expect. Did the usual 'wrists and neck' thing, not expecting much. My mom could smell it from two rooms away. She didn't say it was bad, just very strong. I had to wash it off because I was worried I would get complaints from cow-orkers. I was highly amused that I was wearing a snakeskin print blouse. Yep, I am the harlot of the data entry pool.
Wet: Something highly sweet, yet musky and powdery. Watch where it lands--it stung on my lips.
On wrists: Powdery, and I don't know, some sort of sweet floral. Jasmine? Rose? Sandalwood? Patchouli? I usually hate patchouli, but that is more the effect of too many people thinking it takes the place of a shower. Anyway, I feel like I ought to be in a house with red curtains and wearing a royal purple corset and silver jewelry. Mmmmm, corsets. I can imagine lingerie smelling like this. More seduction than sex, really. Feminine, but in a scheming and egocentric way.
An hour later: Still very powdery, and the dry and soft scent still stays around even after I shower. Reapplying it--holy cow, it does have a cherry-almond-musky powdery scent. Drying, it turns floral on me.
Looking at the forum posting: Hmph, the cherry could be there. I'm surprised I'm smelling flowers and they are smelling fruit. The smokeiness is there. I smell warm and dry floral while everyone else is smelling smoky fruit (cherry and almond seems to come up). Individual body chemistries are wonderful things.
I'll wear this: if I ever go clubbing again, I could definitely wear this. Play parties too, if I ever feel like going. Maybe I'll wear it to psyche myself up after job interviews (who knows what would happen if I wore it to a job interview). It reminds me of surrender and debauchery, something I haven't sought out after I got my 'real job.' Maybe that is the selfish reason for wanting to move out, get a job that makes me feel 'smart' and is in Camberville. If I feel smart, I feel powerful. If I feel powerful, I feel sexy. You see where this is going. It's a very 'get what you want now' smell.
AUNT CAROLINE'S JOY MOJO
Bottled happiness. Helps reverse misfortune, brings light and laughter to even the most troubled and discordant place, and aids in alleviating the stress and discontent that accompanies so many of life's daily trials.
This was the free imp that came with my order, so I didn't know what to expect.
Wet: Very heavily licorice, maybe strawberry, but anise too.
On wrists: OK, smelling vanilla, sugar, and cherry blossoms.
An hour later: Actually, I would call this cherry vanilla, with some licorice to keep it from being too sweet.
Looking at the forum posting: I did notice a creamy/spicy undertone, and the honeysuckle may be why it was so hard to pin down, but really, bubblegum? Cotton candy? I just didn't smell it, though it did make me think of fruity lollipops. Someone mentioned vetiver, and while I don't know what that smells like, I bet it did make up what I thought was licorice.
I'll wear this: at summer parties and on mornings I dread.
BLACK PHOENIX
Our signature oil. A dark, languid scent. Promotes hedonistic tendencies and extreme self-love. You won't stop kissing mirrors for a month.
Warning: a little goes a long, long way. This was the first BPAL scent, so I didn't know what to expect. Did the usual 'wrists and neck' thing, not expecting much. My mom could smell it from two rooms away. She didn't say it was bad, just very strong. I had to wash it off because I was worried I would get complaints from cow-orkers. I was highly amused that I was wearing a snakeskin print blouse. Yep, I am the harlot of the data entry pool.
Wet: Something highly sweet, yet musky and powdery. Watch where it lands--it stung on my lips.
On wrists: Powdery, and I don't know, some sort of sweet floral. Jasmine? Rose? Sandalwood? Patchouli? I usually hate patchouli, but that is more the effect of too many people thinking it takes the place of a shower. Anyway, I feel like I ought to be in a house with red curtains and wearing a royal purple corset and silver jewelry. Mmmmm, corsets. I can imagine lingerie smelling like this. More seduction than sex, really. Feminine, but in a scheming and egocentric way.
An hour later: Still very powdery, and the dry and soft scent still stays around even after I shower. Reapplying it--holy cow, it does have a cherry-almond-musky powdery scent. Drying, it turns floral on me.
Looking at the forum posting: Hmph, the cherry could be there. I'm surprised I'm smelling flowers and they are smelling fruit. The smokeiness is there. I smell warm and dry floral while everyone else is smelling smoky fruit (cherry and almond seems to come up). Individual body chemistries are wonderful things.
I'll wear this: if I ever go clubbing again, I could definitely wear this. Play parties too, if I ever feel like going. Maybe I'll wear it to psyche myself up after job interviews (who knows what would happen if I wore it to a job interview). It reminds me of surrender and debauchery, something I haven't sought out after I got my 'real job.' Maybe that is the selfish reason for wanting to move out, get a job that makes me feel 'smart' and is in Camberville. If I feel smart, I feel powerful. If I feel powerful, I feel sexy. You see where this is going. It's a very 'get what you want now' smell.
