It's Monday, cut me some slack. I'm only halfway through the caffeine and sugar boost it takes to fully wake me.
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Dixie and I also went on a errands run, and I picked up local honey for my altar, which is now showcased in a beautiful glass decanter, and a fresh bouquet of stargazers, as well. I'm currently running two altars-- one is a working altar, the other a general well-being altar. It has beautuful handpainted orchid candles that Dixie bought for me, tealights sprinkled with cellophane stars, delicate and long-stemmed candle holders, a small carved pot of resin balm, miniature hand-blown glass perfume bottles, and my chalcedony rosette. A nice little focal point to bring beauty and joy into my life. I also picked up a citrus and cilantro candle at Pier One that has a positively addictive smell-- herby and bright, like springtime and sun. I put it on a hammered iron candle plate and surrounded it in tiny riverstones. All in all, I can say the energy in that room is remarkably improved from the state it was in a month ago.
I've owned this bottle for over a year now. It's half empty, as I've decanted out of it for friends many times. I don't tend to be a floral wearer-- I think years of smelling harsh chemical flowers over perfumer's alcohol have almost trained my brain to think florals = migraine, but BPAL has managed a few floral notes that I not only like, but that I crave from time to time. Rose Red is one of them. I have smelled many of the lab's rose blends-- they employ many rose notes in their oils. For instance, I can generally tell the difference between tea rose, white rose, black rose, attar of rose, Bulgar rose-- each has a different "feel." None smell synthetic-- you know, that preservative-laden, watered-down bath & body "rose" scent. But none smell quite so close to the real thing as Rose Red. Rose Red is fresh-cut, cold petals, green thorns. Bright and undiluted and almost sharp. Perhaps it is the purity of the rose that makes it so wintry-- there is no spice, no amber, no musk to make it warm or sultry. But it is beautiful in its purity, in its simplicity. Though I don't reach for it often, I love Rose Red.
As a note for those of you who are curious about BPAL,
naamah_darling has a great beginner's guide here.
Also, a rave for Wylde Ivy. I bought about half of my friends' Yule gifts from WI this year-- the range is pretty impressive, the packaging is professional, and the service was prompt. Because my first order was strictly gifts, I didn't get a chance to try many things for myself, but I did make a small order of things to try, and with fantastic results. ( Notes on my order.Collapse )
( Friday, Saturday, Sunday.Collapse )
Dixie and I also went on a errands run, and I picked up local honey for my altar, which is now showcased in a beautiful glass decanter, and a fresh bouquet of stargazers, as well. I'm currently running two altars-- one is a working altar, the other a general well-being altar. It has beautuful handpainted orchid candles that Dixie bought for me, tealights sprinkled with cellophane stars, delicate and long-stemmed candle holders, a small carved pot of resin balm, miniature hand-blown glass perfume bottles, and my chalcedony rosette. A nice little focal point to bring beauty and joy into my life. I also picked up a citrus and cilantro candle at Pier One that has a positively addictive smell-- herby and bright, like springtime and sun. I put it on a hammered iron candle plate and surrounded it in tiny riverstones. All in all, I can say the energy in that room is remarkably improved from the state it was in a month ago.
BPAL of the day: Rose Red: The perfected winter rose, dew covered and freshly cut.
I've owned this bottle for over a year now. It's half empty, as I've decanted out of it for friends many times. I don't tend to be a floral wearer-- I think years of smelling harsh chemical flowers over perfumer's alcohol have almost trained my brain to think florals = migraine, but BPAL has managed a few floral notes that I not only like, but that I crave from time to time. Rose Red is one of them. I have smelled many of the lab's rose blends-- they employ many rose notes in their oils. For instance, I can generally tell the difference between tea rose, white rose, black rose, attar of rose, Bulgar rose-- each has a different "feel." None smell synthetic-- you know, that preservative-laden, watered-down bath & body "rose" scent. But none smell quite so close to the real thing as Rose Red. Rose Red is fresh-cut, cold petals, green thorns. Bright and undiluted and almost sharp. Perhaps it is the purity of the rose that makes it so wintry-- there is no spice, no amber, no musk to make it warm or sultry. But it is beautiful in its purity, in its simplicity. Though I don't reach for it often, I love Rose Red.
As a note for those of you who are curious about BPAL,
naamah_darling has a great beginner's guide here. Also, a rave for Wylde Ivy. I bought about half of my friends' Yule gifts from WI this year-- the range is pretty impressive, the packaging is professional, and the service was prompt. Because my first order was strictly gifts, I didn't get a chance to try many things for myself, but I did make a small order of things to try, and with fantastic results. ( Notes on my order.Collapse )
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