Sending thoughts and prayers, still haven't recovered from Fleur du mal

As for The Mariner's Rhyme, it smells like everything that lives under the sea and will carry forever the memory of the sea (it's both a threat and a promise)

L'Heure de Proust is a beautiful tea and madeleine scent, very light, a more balanced and elegant version of One Umbrella for Two (which for me lacks nuance)

Tea & Rock n Roll actually works with the remaining smoke from AdP Leather, would have to find a non fruity leather to wear underneath. Maybe TF Ombre?

Il a même eu droit à un "oh wow" de mon camarade Lo. Mon camarade Lo sachez-le n'aime pas le parfum c'est donc une review utile et pertinente.

Great now im gay on main

I'm talking about Immaginazione by Italian brand Fornasetti (480 euros, mind you), inspired by XIXth century soprano Lina Cavalieri, and the scent is just as beautiful as her eyes

Je vais pleurer c'est si beau

Dans les parfums dits propres il y a vraiment deux échelles, ceux qui sentent le 📢 propre 📢 (Acne Studio je pense à toi) et ceux qui murmurent, délicats et complexes et aussi doux que se cacher sous la couette un jour de brouillard

I expected a lot from Mad et Len, from which I tried Black Musc (an ambery floral, very opulent, a bit too agressive for me) and Red Musc (sure, it's clean and soft and pretty, but it also smells like a bathroom cleaner)
Still have to try Graphite though, hopefully this one will be more interesting

I strongly agree 😂

comparable to what one would smell when smelling the woods soaked with incense of an ancient church

at the bottom of the pyramid to increase longevity)
It results in something dark and mysterious - one of the first images that came to me when smelling it was the sinister one of the Natural History Museum -,

comparable à ce qu'on sentirait en sentant les bois tout imbibés d'encens d'une église ancienne

(au lieu de les cacher au fond de la pyramide pour augmenter la longévité)
Ça aboutit à quelque chose de sombre et mystérieux - l'une des premières images qui m'était venue en le sentant était celle, sinistre, du muséum d'histoire naturelle -,