Last post I spoke of Fandoms and Communities from the indie perfume scene, and how folks make you feel welcome.
I have several “scent-sisters” in these. Penpals of perfume.
When my brother passed, they sent an outpouring of love that still makes me
tear up a wee bit… slightly mist eyed… a little bit weepy. Who am I kidding? Full-blown ugly cry.
Cards, donations, tea, and lovely trinkets for my son, feathers for TROLLCAT(who appreciated them as only a feline could), a memory book to hold notes and photos… Oh, and perfume too. Several of my son’s new bedtime scents were gifts from the heart. Yup, still crying here.
The continual outpouring of love and support is overwhelming, as with my usual introvertedness and depression, I rarely ventured out in my new town to make friends, so my only friends are from back home, and seen sporadically via Skype or Google Chat(or whatever they call it these days.). Through these fandoms, I discovered several people within twenty minutes to four hours away from me that have other likes, dislikes, children and furbabies, lots to talk about. Some I’ve even briefly talked to on the phone. Road trips will just have to be planned at some point…as well as getting my happy butt to the Post Office to drop off letters and parcels.
So yeah, tight-knit communities. It’s worth spending an hour or so here and there talking on the computer to make friends…get a feel for their personality.
I’ve gotten a few samples and bottles from folks from a company called, Blooddrop Clothing & Fineries. They’re not as dark as Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab, Black Phoenix Trading Post, or Nerdy as ZOMG Smells, but what they have is so lovely and alluring, I’ll be posting my first ever review here…and if you’re not drooling over smells and tailored goods, why not? I know I want all the pretty things!
So lots of companies go all out for noteworthy holidays like Valentine’s Day, Halloween, Christmas, etcetera. This one is similar, yet unique. Black Phoenix Trading Post/Alchemy Lab are in full force with their Hallo weenies release, which is more gothic than usual, and gloriously so.
Blooddrop has a lovely Autumnal and Halloween collection going, and part of that is this amazing set that has me squealing(either in excitement or terror. My brother would say more like a stuck piglet)…
The eyes have it. No words needed if you know your old Hollywood horror, so none are used, just their eyes! I’m a sucker for unique art and advertising, and this is it. It’s simple, and clean, with an air of anticipatory thrills and spine-tingling dread.
On to the scents:
For Bela Lugosi
A deep, intense blend of black and red musks, graveyard dirt, lavender, myrrh, rosewood, bay, dark patchouli, blackberry, myrrh, and tobacco.
In the bottle: Dirty, wet, black soil and wafting incense…like a night scene from Dracula.
On, it was like playing in fresh, loamy dirt near the damp, creepy, mossy woods…it’s dark, dark, dark outside. Are you sure you should be alone?
On me: The creepy, mossy woodsy tones and loamy soil start off strong, it’s so iconicly Dracula. As it dries, the complexity of it shines as the herbs and musk and even the fruit combine to form this primal entity. It’s delightfully creepy and sinister. Hours later, it’s faded to a hint of astringent Lavender, funereal myrrh, and a breath of tobacco. It’s brilliant!
On my son: Dirt. Making mud pies. He wanted to jump in the bathtub the smell made him feel like he had gotten caught playing recklessly in a mudpocalypse(He’s so silly!). As it dried, it was not quite a fougere, but very gentlemanly and austere. He was pleasantly surprised(and secretly pleased I’m sure, though I bet he liked the dirt scent…he usually does.).
For Boris Karloff
A shifting blend of Egyptian musk, wood moss, copal incense, nighttime air, forest accord, and a gentleman’s chypre.
In the Bottle: Very pale musky incense with a bare hint of fresh evergreen. The scent itself was very light in the bottle.
On me: It’s like how one imagines the mummy smells like after reviving(and you know, not corpse rot, because he’s far too elegant for that) Egyptian musk(which is so dark in this blend. Usually it’s too headachy, syrupy sweet), resins, reedy papyrus(not listed, but this blend warming on my skin mimics the scent), ceremonial incense, fresh evergreens, and the elegant gentleman.
On my son: Gentlemanly. Such a lovely young man(who might have gone to picture day wearing this). So crisp and elegant.
For Vincent Price
A distinguished, elegant blend of rosemary, teakwood, lavender maillette, velvet fabric accord, cedar, amber and a touch of incense notes.
In the Bottle: Citrusy Rosemary, fresh woods wafting incense, and a sparkling almost antique Gin and Tonic feel…quite possibly because the Rosemary is leaning citrus.
On me: The Rosemary stays, the air heavy with incense, the woodsy boozy feeling is flawlessly merging with the Amber, and a lazy splash of Lavender water before tossing that heavy velvet and silken cloak jauntily over his shoulders.
On my son: Ever the Gentleman, this comes across as large as Vincent Price himself. Elegantly appointed, it’s dashing and deeply masculine. I picture him in a tailored suit walking…just walking, my dapper wee gentleman. He amusedly said that he now knew what Vincent Van Ghoul smells like.
So he’s gone from Bela Lugosi last night, to Boris Karloff for school to Vincent Price after school. I think it’s safe to say we love these.
Legend & Myth
A blend of soft musks, vanilla, fossilized amber, aged patchouli, wood accord, and yellow rose accord.
In the Bottle: It reminds me a lot of ZOMG Smells “Rose in Amber”, as those two notes are all I can smell out of the bottle.
On me: Where “Rose in Amber” has a dusty books and dinosaur fossils with the scent of vases of sun warmed minty red rose bouquets floating through the museum, “Legends & Myth in my mind develops this museum theme further with the scent of antiqued flax-soap polished woods showcasing the mysterious dusty tomes near the vase of roses, yellow this time, unmistakable in its fruity richness. There’s a note of dank mossiness and muskiness(the Egyptians had amazing perfumes from what studies have been done) from the antiquities department as they clean up the mummies and cases for display. Completely warmed up, the roses fade into the background, and the Amber takes center stage. It’s beautifully complex, and will be a treasure alongside my beloved “Rose in Amber”.
On my son: While he’s not usually a rose scent gent(He’s very fussy on how a gentleman should smell with roses), but since he has tried “Rose in Amber” he said he’d give this a shot.
It’s more gentlemanly with the patchouli and musk than “Rose in Amber”, and less Cool Bookworm Girl(My son’s description of it). Still, he likes it, but says it is more suited to me. He said this one is getting closer to a gentleman’s rose, but not quite perfected, it’s a bit sweet(Probably the Vanilla). He will try them all until he finds that Sherlock Holmes rose or Hercule Poirot’s rose(What he describes as his ideal roses.) scent.
Merci No. 119
A personal thank you bottle added to orders(I believe someone said it was for orders over $50). If you ask, she will only tell you if an allergen is in it, nothing else. Her thank you bottles are beautiful and mysterious and it’s so lovely.
In the Bottle: There’s this lil perfume by BPAL called “The Candy Butcher” that in its original run smelled like a molten chocolate and heavy sweet cream. In the bottle, it smells like this…
On me: …but on, it’s a whole other ballgame. It smells like ooey gooey chocolate cookies and Spiced Milk(Her Spiced Milk Perfume is a dreamy stunner).
On my son: “It smells like Miss Mary’s Chocolate chunky cookies.” She was a lady I used to work with at my old job at the B&B before life as a Mom began. She used to make him Milk Chocolate Chunk cookies dredged in homemade Ceylon Cinnamon French Vanilla Sugar. It’s rich, decadent, sugary, chocolatey, and a hint of sweet spice.
Totally different, completely delicious.
** I acquired these insanely indulgent treats from Blooddrop Clothing & Fineries. The opinions are my own, because now that I’ve truly experienced them I absolutely need to spread the love.**
As promised, sharing this at the bottom with another story:
So both of my siblings are very musically talented. My sister played Violin and Flute(and taught herself a few more), and my Brother played Coronet, French Horn, Trumpet, and Marched with the Oompa Loompa…er Tuba.
One of the amusing things about the “twins”(No, seriously. They moved, spoke, and even pranked me alike.). My sister learned many beautiful tunes that moved me to tears, and encouraged our brother to do so as well. My brother learned complex pieces for quite a different reason, as I soon learned.
I became very familiar with Aladdin, as it was a popular band set:
“Dir dir diiiiiiir!” Followed by delicate flute trills at four a.m. when you just went to bed at one is not restful at all.
I climb down from the ceiling and look at my sister, who’s struggling not to laugh.
“Did you put him up to this?”
*puts violin to chin and draws a Tex Avery Nope with her bow*
Next week at four a.m.:
And the following week at four a.m.:
*cue me sleeping so peacefully…aww, how sweet*
Tuck and roll and run. I was running barefoot in my pajamas at four a.m. in Autumn, chasing my brother in running gear, carrying his trumpet, laughing all the way.
Yes, my sister was in cahoots. Made sure Mother was awake before shenanigans, fed and caffeinated. Talented, dedicated, sneaky.
I loved every minute of it(but don’t tell her that, I have a reputation as a cranky big sister to uphold).
Until next time, hug your loved ones and tell them you love them.