Andy Longwood (andy_longwood) wrote in bitches_of_bpal,
Andy Longwood
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Woo, more reviewstuffs.

Magdalene

A stirring yet gentle perfume. The scent of love and devotion mingled with an undercurrent of heart-rending sorrow. A bouquet of white roses, labdanum, and wild orchid.

I disliked Magdalene on my initial sniff and didn’t really try it again, so this is my second round of Magdalene in a few months. In the bottle it smells . . . kinda yucky. I know I’ve smelled the thing I’m not liking before, probably in my yard or my house, but I’m not sure what it is. If that’s the orchid, which my father likes to collect, it’s not a very nice orchid. Maybe is the labdanum, I dunno. It’s kind of a rotten, mildewey wood smell. Sort of the kind of smell you get on a flower that looks pretty, but has a nasty scent.

On my skin, though, the rot-smell nastiness goes away, and now all I smell is the flowers that smell and are pretty. Definitely a lot more rose than orchid, but most of the orchids around my house don’t have much in the way of scents, so I’m not sure what exactly orchid smells like. So far I’m thinking it’s not bad, as a wistful, lonely kind of rose scent, just not something that I’d wear. It doesn’t particularly compliment my natural chemistry, which likes spices and incenses.

During the drydown, okay, I’m pretty sure that’s the orchid coming out. It’s warmer and sweeter than the roses by a bit. Guess that’s the love and devotion bit. Actually, now that it’s warmed up and gotten a bit sweet, it really does smell like the description. It’s a love smell, but it’s a lonely, sad love smell. The more time passes, the more the orchid comes out.

Nice, and actually not bad on me at all, but it's not what I'm looking for. Up for trade.

Ulalume

Starry white lilies lend an eerie brightness to the deep black wooded scents of cypress and oak, layered with a touch of crushed dried leaves and the faintest aquatic note.

I took a while to warm up to Ulalume. My first impression in the bottle and on my skin was that it smelled like the underside of a house. I live in Florida, which is basically a big swamp masquerading as a tropical paradise, and Ulalume in the bottle was something like the smell you get in the damp, muddy swamplands of hick-country, underneath stilt-houses so old and eaten up by the humidity that the wood is grey and falling apart. Rotten wood and stagnant water.

On my skin, though, it wasn’t horrible. Still a definite impression of stagnation and rot, which fits with the inspiration, but it took on a more natural note, like cypress trees dissolving into swamp water rather than old houses falling apart. I like it, and if I was more gothtastic than I am, I would probably wear it to represent the, like, total decay that is like, you know, life, but I’m too cheerful to wear something that smells like rotting wood on me.

I ended up giving Ulalume to magicnme, because it completely bypassed the rot stage on her and turned into a healthy, living cypress grove. Pleasantly aquatic and woody.
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