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DARK CHOCOLATE AND CHERRY
it doesn't scream get me but it sounds good 

it's a little like VICE only not as sweet. I have BAGHDAD under though and it was impossible to lose so I have to test again obviously. Plus it's straight from the mailbox so I don't have an accurate picture yet. I'm thinking bottle though.


DARK CHOCOLATE AND PEPPER-SMOKED CARAMEL
oh this one sounds good even if it has both smoke and pepper, both huge no nos in the past. Never tried with caramel though 

it's reminding me a little of gingerbread, as in BUTTER RUM COOKIE. I got caramel right away but it smooths down to ginger pretty fast. That said, it's not bad. At all. Let's see what it dries down to. 

 

DARK DELICACIES ESSENTIAL OIL
On February 10th at 3 p.m., Black Phoenix joins us to celebrate their essential oils, including "Dark Delicacies". Black Phoenix’s exclusive Dark Delicacies blend is the embodiment of sinister sensuality. It is a heady and darkly romantic blend of devil’s trumpet accord, black orchid, tonka, coconut meat, fruit gums, osmanthus, smoky resin, myrtle, and Indonesian patchouli. Sold in 5 ml. bottle with a Dark Delicacies label.

Definitely white floral but a good white floral so I don't mind. It's complex, I get that. And there is the patchouli wafting through the scenario, making it more interesting. Myrtle as a little green speck in there. Something in here is a little sweet too, but not overly sweet. It dries down to a gorgeous clean smell. I can sense the florals in there still, mixed with a mellow patchouli, and i'm thinking this will be the right thing to wear to a function where dressing up is a part of it. This one with a gorgeous dress would be a very nice fit. I can see a white dress with this one. Oh and the label I made for the roller bottle before this one came to me fits very well. 

 

DEATH ADDER
limited edition
carnival diabolique
snake pit 

Snake Oil with vetiver, black coconut, vanilla, and opoponax. 

Vetiver at first as always when it's involved but not as sharp and not for as long as usually either. I don't mind vetiver anymore, actually i'm growing to love it more with every application on my skin. In this one it gives way to snake oil with a serious twist. It's absolutely gorgeous, a darker approach to snake oil. It's a new fave already, although the fave room is growing fast.

DEVIL'S NIGHT 2009
limited editions
halloweenies09

This is the scent of autumn night, fires in the distance, with a touch of boozy swoon, playful sugar and thuggish musk.

Ooh yeah. It went straight on my order list. Red musk, booze and it ended in smoke and then in sweet but faint red musk. Yes please.

I couldn't even wait for an update. I made a single order just for this one. Yum.

DIABLE EN BOÎTE
limited editions
yules09

The crickets sing, and man's o'er-labour'd sense
Repairs itself by rest. Our Tarquin thus 
Did softly press the rushes, ere he waken'd 
The chastity he wounded. Cytherea, 
How bravely thou becomest thy bed, fresh lily,
And whiter than the sheets! That I might touch! 
But kiss; one kiss! Rubies unparagon'd,
How dearly they do't! 'Tis her breathing that
Perfumes the chamber thus: the flame o' the taper
Bows toward her, and would under-peep her lids, 
To see the enclosed lights, now canopied 
Under these windows, white and azure laced 
With blue of heaven's own tinct. But my design,
To note the chamber: I will write all down: 
Such and such pictures; there the window; such 
The adornment of her bed; the arras; figures, 
Why, such and such; and the contents o' the story.
Ah, but some natural notes about her body, 
Above ten thousand meaner moveables 
Would testify, to enrich mine inventory.
O sleep, thou ape of death, lie dull upon her!
And be her sense but as a monument, 
Thus in a chapel lying! Come off, come off:
As slippery as the Gordian knot was hard! 
'Tis mine; and this will witness outwardly, 
As strongly as the conscience does within, 
To the madding of her lord. On her left breast 
A mole cinque-spotted, like the crimson drops 
I' the bottom of a cowslip: here's a voucher, 
Stronger than ever law could make: this secret 
Will force him think I have pick'd the lock and ta'en
The treasure of her honour. No more. To what end? 
Why should I write this down, that's riveted, 
Screw'd to my memory? She hath been reading late 
The tale of Tereus; here the leaf's turn'd down 
Where Philomel gave up. I have enough: 
To the trunk again, and shut the spring of it.
Swift, swift, you dragons of the night, that dawning
May bare the raven's eye! I lodge in fear; 
Though this a heavenly angel, hell is here. 
One, two, three: time, time! 
- Iachimo, Cymbeline Act II, Scene 2

There are few things more disturbing than a Jack in the Box. A strangely sinister, unnerving holiday scent: redwood, bitter clove, tonka, hemp accord, and tobacco with peach blossom, black currant, and red musk.

 

Whoa! It smells suspicious in the bottle and i'm not at all sure if i'll like it at this point but once it hits the skin it's buttery and smooth red musk just the way I like it. When it dries it's a masculine PÔTÔN MÊTÊR. Powerful and maybe a little screamy but definitely gorgeous.

Three hits out of of three unsniffed yules. I can't believe it :D