melaniesuzanne | Frimp reviews

My two bottles of "Snow Bunny" and "Black Opal" arrived yesterday with free imps of "Bayou," "Hellfire," "House of Night," and "Phobos." I already have an imp of Phobos, (Chilling white musk, lemon verbena, white grapefruit and lemongrass.) so the duplicate goes in the trade box. The other three are brand new to me and I need to decide if they're keepers or traders.

Bayou (Spanish moss, evergreen and cypress with watery blue-green notes and an eddy of hothouse flowers and swamp blooms.): I am soooo not an aquatic scent person but I am a floral person. This oil is hitting me hard as the smell of late summer in the south. The air is too heavy for any kind of movement and all one can do is drape oneself across a porch swing. I like this, but not enough to wear it.
(ETA: Thirty minutes later, it's turned into soap. *cough*)

Hellfire (A scent celebrating Sir Francis Dashwood's Order of the Knights of St. Francis of Wycombe, also known as the Hellfire Club. A swirl of pipe tobacco, hot leather, ambergris, dark musk and the lingering incense smoke from their Black Mass.): Wow! This one socked me in the memory banks. No, I've never attended a Black Mass. When this oil is wet, it smells like the party room in the Southern Mississippi Sigma Nu house. Wow. I can smell the stale beer and cigarette butts. As it dries, it sweetens. The leather's faded and the tobacco is, suprisingly, lightening the scent. It's almost floral. How weird. I don't want to like this, but... I kind of do. I'll keep it for further experimentation.

House of Night (A sorrowful graveyard bouquet of somber blooms, funereal boughs, dismal green and laden with grief.): I don't like "green" scents because they make my nose itch. The green note in this is very faint behind the flowers -- which I find more shouty than somber -- but it's just enough to make the tip of my nose tickle. This is very pretty, but I'm nowhere near gothy enough to pull off this perfume. Trade pile.