When I tried Il Profvmo Black Dianthus, I expected a peppery carnation. I didn’t expect the sort of fragrance that is proficient in moon spells and has tinctures of deadly nightshade. Black Dianthus is a spicy “noir” floriental that’s bewitching.
The overall feel of Black Dianthus is old-fashioned. It seems like a classic, something you already know, but you don’t. It’s weirder, a little more subversive than the classics. The best way for me to describe Black Dianthus is that it is a dark green. It… Continue reading | 6 Comments
Opus Oils is an indie perfume brand located in Hollywood. If you dig through my archives, you’ll see that I have reviewed quite a few things from the brand. Spank is a perfume in the Fetish Collection. The brand works in mixed media compositions but does offer all-natural compositions as well. Spank is one of the all-natural perfumes.
Spank is animalic. Should that be any surprise with a name like “spank”?! Spank is a natural leather perfume. I admit at first, it’s odd. It’s camphoric/green but sweet… Continue reading
OK, so I’ve had to consolidate 2 months into one. This is mostly because of the stupid blog hacking that put me out of commission. And then it was finals/wrapping up of my first year of grad school. I’ve been busy.
Gosh, let me see if I remember what happened over these two months. I was busy with school and projects. I went to a lot of museums. I had a friend in from Seattle and we went to a k-pop (EXO) concert. I had a great… Continue reading | 15 Comments
If you read reviews of Masque Milano Montecristo, you’ll notice that it evokes people to tell stories. Sometimes these stories are of a personal nature. Sometimes these stories are completely fictional but filled with vivid details of time and place. When it comes to perfumes, I don’t think there is a better sign than this. A perfume that stirs something inside us that makes us share stories, is a perfume worth trying…even if it is something that many will find too challenging to wear.
Montecristo is dried… Continue reading | 2 Comments
A week ago it was cool, rainy and dreary. Even though I’m on the East Coast, it reminded me of my first fall/winter in Seattle. I was neck deep in my nostalgia. I couldn’t continue the day unless I had a warm tea pot full of lapsang souchong that I sipped while wearing fingerless gloves. I started thinking about the perfumes I wore then – things like YSL Opium and Karl Lagerfeld KL. But, really I define that time by a single perfume, DSH