First of all: This will be my first comment, I hope I don’t come off too foolish. If I do, please let me know what I can do better. Thank you!
An old English library somewhere in the Cotswolds, pad and pencil are laid out in a very old-school manner, ready for note-taking. The slanted evening light streams in through the high, barred Tudor-style windows. Dust from centuries-old, leather-bound books dances in the gentle light. As I flip through a book, I wildly associate back and forth until my thoughts settle on Kerouac, how he was 'on the road', absorbing the earthy-spicy scent of the surroundings. I can almost smell it in front of me.
Cut. The large ceiling lamps are turned off, and the library empties out abruptly. Such is this really beautiful, book-paper-smoky-natural scent. Here one moment, gone the next. Just a small memory remains.
Ginsberg is God is weak in presence like no other or hardly any other. Beautiful and very fleeting. A brief top note, no heart note, and only a hint of a base note. This scent could be comforting, melancholic, soothing - if only it would linger.
It is expensive nonetheless. Very, very expensive for its longevity. A fleeting, beautiful, precious, and costly moment. Perhaps my skin is just a Ginsberg is God-eater, so it’s best to test it yourself.
Update: My skin WAS a Ginsberg is God-eater or I received a diluted sample in the store. I finally treated myself to a bottle, the scent just wouldn’t leave my mind. I will adjust the rating for sillage and longevity right away.
I recently received a decant of GiG - and I fell in love at first sniff. A library in an old English country house, soft candlelight, the outline of a person - whether man or woman is hard to tell - bent over a thick book. It smells of wood, candle wax, dusty leather, and a hint of lavender soap. Contemplation & nostalgia. Your comment conveys both as well. Thank you so much! :)
A library in an old English country house, soft candlelight, the outline of a person - whether man or woman is hard to tell - bent over a thick book. It smells of wood, candle wax, dusty leather, and a hint of lavender soap. Contemplation & nostalgia.
Your comment conveys both as well. Thank you so much! :)