My first impression of this perfume in stores is that it smelled like dead autumn leaves left rotting on wet ground. I get the jasmine and lily now, a powdery, overbearing yet tranquil scent, much like grief and funerals---ideas that are often associated with the colour black, but in truth can be overwhelmingly bright. The provocative name first creates an idea, then the pleasant scent follows. As pleasant as visiting an old cemetery in the morning, plants still dewy, the sun shining softly, the breeze carrying the smell of grass and stone and funeral bouquets.
