BPAL sniffing notes 36 - Nuclear Winter and Hell-Gate of Ireland

Nuclear Winter - Annihilation. The ice, desolation and barrenness of nuclear devastation shot through by a beam of radioactive mints.

In the vial, at first I thought laundry detergent, but after a minute I'm thinking more mints. Colorwise, fluorescent green.

Wet on my skin, that's definitely a cold mint and eucalyptus. It has a chill to it. I don't know that I'd care for it as a perfume, but that would be lovely as a bath oil in the summer or for linen spray.

10-15 minute drydown - Eh. Smells like this refresher spray I have. Nice, but not what I'd like in a perfume.

1 hr drydown - Almost nonexistant now. The wear on this one is VERY short.





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Hell-gate of Ireland - The Cave of Cruachan in Connaught, a province that was given to the Formorians after the Battle of Mag Tuired. On the first of November, a flock of malevolent copper-colored birds bursts forth from the mouth of the cave, ushering a host of restless ghosts and wicked goblins that torment the living by blighting crops, killing livestock, stealing away brides-to-be, and replacing infants with changelings.

Smoldering brimstone, bitter labdanum, clove, black musk, and copper-colored feathers.

In the vial, it's bitter. Very bitter. I think all I'm getting is black musk and labdanum and brimstone. Copper is a good color for this one.

Wet on my skin, omg. I'm glad I gave this one a chance instead of putting it away untested. Holy clove, Batman. :-)

10-15 minute drydown - It's got an oddly sweet undertone, apart from the clove. If this stays similar to where it is now, I'm going to be forced to start searching for a bottle.

1 hr drydown - Powdery and spicy and guh. I'm in love.