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powdered pearl
Clean, elegant, antique. A powdery lullaby livened with lipstick. Kimono smells like borrowing the coat of someone much more fashionable and mature than myself. It’s as demure as Sakura Snow, but with a huskier tone. Office-safe, yet intimate. Sometimes you can’t be a sad dirty rat girl and you need your perfume to give you that kick in the pants to get your workweek together. There’s a beautiful rice note in the opening, however it evaporates within minutes (much like White Rice, sigh), though the lipstick thickens with wear. Musky, waxy magnolia petals drift in around the thirty minute mark and carry the scent for hours.
Mental Snapshot: A boudoir dripping with silks and satins, a vanity gleaming with lacquer shells of powder and bullets of rouge. The costume department of a royal ballet. Or the estate sale of an elusive starlet.
tl;dr: opulent dress-up
Mental Snapshot: A boudoir dripping with silks and satins, a vanity gleaming with lacquer shells of powder and bullets of rouge. The costume department of a royal ballet. Or the estate sale of an elusive starlet.
tl;dr: opulent dress-up