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yakalskovich) wrote2009-12-29 12:27 am
yakalskovich) wrote2009-12-29 12:27 am
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BPAL scent of the day, yesterday, and non-BPAL scent of today
Chaos Theory V: Dorian Series CXVI
When I opened the bottle, the scent smelled terribly masculine, dry and mossy and close to unpleasant. On me, it turned into a very understated mainstream sort of scent that you'd wear for a business meeting, and then vanished completely. It blended into the background so I didn't notice it any more. It's a very odd scent.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
moons_storm says these scents are randomised, and nobody knows what's in them, so there won't be an explanation for that one, either.
Conjure Oils: Litha
In the bottle, this one is just fruity; on me, it started to smell like Christmas in England. Yep, reminded me of the one Christmas that I spent in East Wittering, away from my family, long ago. I don't even know which part of that it smelled of, just that the scent takes me back there, walking through the dark to get to choir practice, or sitting on the big comfortable sofa at Rita's, with the dog, gobbling up books. It's a very nice memory.-
When I opened the bottle, the scent smelled terribly masculine, dry and mossy and close to unpleasant. On me, it turned into a very understated mainstream sort of scent that you'd wear for a business meeting, and then vanished completely. It blended into the background so I didn't notice it any more. It's a very odd scent.
moons_storm says these scents are randomised, and nobody knows what's in them, so there won't be an explanation for that one, either.Conjure Oils: Litha
In the bottle, this one is just fruity; on me, it started to smell like Christmas in England. Yep, reminded me of the one Christmas that I spent in East Wittering, away from my family, long ago. I don't even know which part of that it smelled of, just that the scent takes me back there, walking through the dark to get to choir practice, or sitting on the big comfortable sofa at Rita's, with the dog, gobbling up books. It's a very nice memory.-