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The feast
It has a unique accord that smells like getting uppercut with a mouthful of blood. As a fighter I vouch it's as accurate as it could be. The whole perfume smells like biting through a predatory animal's flesh and tasting its blood through the dirty animalic musk and smokiness of fur. The blood finally dries out and only tinge of metallics remain of it so that the animalic leather can show its full beauty. Beautiful leather made by castoreum animalics, styrax smokiness and defined by florals (spanish-esque). The texture of the leather is not a floral though (none of the usual iris, violet or saffron), the texture is an aroma-chemical (isobutyl quinoline) that is used in modern faux leather perfumes, but again for the use of three scent aspects of genuine leather it doesn't feel chemical at all. After another three hours the florals start to take over the spot light for yet another unique stage to finish this madness, I'm not the expert of the floral notes here to describe them more than the overall types and names so I'll leave it at that.
To whom do I recommend? Are you crazy, are you bored with everyday life, does your food taste like ash or the grass seem grey? Do you secretly enjoy a good wound? (Or better yet openly adore one) did you think there's no perfume for you, weirdo? Well here it is. You gotta love animalic leather and metallic blood.
I told you what it resembles in my mind, being the predator of a predatory animal! The bite, the feast and a nap in the garden afterwards. Who do I imagine wearing this? Someone crazy! In a dangerous intelligent way, a sophisticated brawler, two faced, inflicting pain and attending aftercare, a dominatrix/dom and an artist. In short: Marquis de Sade or Elizabeth Bathory.
The accord pyramid according to my nose is simple: blood on top, animalic leather in the middle and florals deep in the base. It starts loud transits into next level each two~three hours while the projection lowers to moderate and then an inch above skin for the floral final act.
Personal: I love it, there are many strange perfumes that are truly niche (appealing only to a small group of people) but this one is mine. It's not particularly well made, but the taste is what makes it unforgettable, it's the only blood available for a lifelong thirsty Dracula, of course it tastes delicious. My favorite from Unum, I don't wear it as much as "Io Non Ho Mani Che Mi Accarezzino il Volto", but I feel alive everytime I do. A big big big love.
To whom do I recommend? Are you crazy, are you bored with everyday life, does your food taste like ash or the grass seem grey? Do you secretly enjoy a good wound? (Or better yet openly adore one) did you think there's no perfume for you, weirdo? Well here it is. You gotta love animalic leather and metallic blood.
I told you what it resembles in my mind, being the predator of a predatory animal! The bite, the feast and a nap in the garden afterwards. Who do I imagine wearing this? Someone crazy! In a dangerous intelligent way, a sophisticated brawler, two faced, inflicting pain and attending aftercare, a dominatrix/dom and an artist. In short: Marquis de Sade or Elizabeth Bathory.
The accord pyramid according to my nose is simple: blood on top, animalic leather in the middle and florals deep in the base. It starts loud transits into next level each two~three hours while the projection lowers to moderate and then an inch above skin for the floral final act.
Personal: I love it, there are many strange perfumes that are truly niche (appealing only to a small group of people) but this one is mine. It's not particularly well made, but the taste is what makes it unforgettable, it's the only blood available for a lifelong thirsty Dracula, of course it tastes delicious. My favorite from Unum, I don't wear it as much as "Io Non Ho Mani Che Mi Accarezzino il Volto", but I feel alive everytime I do. A big big big love.
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