scented

I used to wear Cashmere Mist all the time. It was my scent for years, but then I met Mister Husband and quit wearing perfume. So I’ve been smelling like Me for four years now. I smell pretty good, but sometimes a girl wants more.

So when I found out about Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab and their imp’s ears, ordering was a moral imperative. It took forever for them to show up: I ordered in late November and the box came this past Tuesday. (Remember when 4-6 weeks shipping time was conventional and reasonable?) It was worth the wait, though, and I love almost everything.

Here’s what I got, with descriptions from the site:
Alice: Curiouser and curiouser. Milk and honey with rose, carnation and bergamot.
White Rabbit: Strong black tea and milk with white pepper, ginger, honey and vanilla, spilled over the crisp scent of clean linen.
(I could have sworn I also ordered Jabberwocky — an earthy yet buoyant scent: pine, eucalyptus and orange — but apparently not.)
Baobhan Sith: The ghostly White Women of the Scottish highlands. They seduce unwary travelers by night with their unearthly beauty and mesmerizing dancing. They engage their victims in a wild, hypnotic dance, and once they reach exhaustion, exsanguinate their partners with their vampiric kiss. Grapefruit, white tea, apple blossom and ginger.
Dublin: The scent of misty forests, damp alder leaf, and the gentlest touch of white rose.
Dragon’s Hide: Flame-kissed, warm, smooth, and highly protective. Dragon’s blood, leather and a hint of smoke.
Vicomte de Valmont [Quite possibly my favorite so far]: I promised her my eternal love, and I actually thought that for a couple of hours.Rake, scoundrel, demon in a frock coat. Devilishly seductive, ultimately tragic; a villain undone and redeemed by love. Based on an 18th century gentlemen,s cologne: ambergris, white musk, white sandalwood, Spanish Moss, orange blossom, three mints, jasmine, rose geranium and a spike of rosemary.
Vixen: Lascivious, flirtatious, and vampy as hell. A true heartbreaker’s perfume. The innocence of orange blossom tainted by the beguiling scents of ginger and patchouli.
Tombstone: A celebration of one of the first commercially produced perfumes of America,s Old West. A rugged, warm blend of vanilla, balsam and sassafras layered over Virginia cedar.

So far I’ve worn a different scent everyday. And they’re so much fun — teaching persuasive oratory while wearing Vicomte de Valmont or going to a meeting wearing Dragon’s Hide does lend something to the proceedings.