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Fighting Death
This fragrance was something I’ve been wanting to try for a very long time. Its poetic nature and the concept behind it interested me and I wanted to give my mind some food for thought. These are my thoughts.
This fragrance was meant to capture the memories of a time during war, being in the middle of a battlefield as the shells and rubble of your surroundings rain down upon you. However, I interpreted this as a different type of war. I didn’t see chunks of concrete falling from the sky, or smoke enveloping me from all directions. I saw a harsh, blinding light bouncing off of the stainless steel instruments being inserted inside of me. I heard voices that sounded increasingly more panicked as time passed. This fragrance is a story about a war against death.
When you first spray this fragrance, you get a strong dose of a clean, sterile, and slightly sweet scent in the air — akin to that of the scent you smell when roaming aimlessly through a hospital’s empty corridors. Something aldehydic and floral was briefly detected before it faded into the scent we all are familiar with. You are in a controlled environment, where nothing seems to be going awry. You are hurting, your eyes won’t open, and you don’t know what is happening, but the smells of your surroundings are giving you a clue: there are surgeons surrounding you and they are taking you in for an operation.
The clean scent that lingers in the air is quickly interrupted by the scent of an equally strong, pungent, metallic iodine accord. The surgeons have removed the bandages that were temporarily on you and are now preparing you for surgery. The dried up blood from your wounds is being cleaned off and iodine is being placed around them. Your eyes still won’t open but, strangely, despite all the pain and the potential for fear to arise, you feel calm and collected. You understand now that there are people surrounding you, and they’re here to see to you. You’re in good hands, and nothing can possibly go wrong now. Right?
As the fragrance dries, the initial pungency of the iodine is fading however the note is still present. The metallic nature of the fragrance seems to only be growing and that clean, sterile scent from before is turning into a distant memory. The strange bitter sweetness that was present in the opening clashes with the iodine and blood accords to create an intense atmosphere. The sillage of this fragrance is fading, but the sweet, metallic scent of injury remains.
Further into the drydown, the scent of the hospital’s corridors is now completely gone and all that remains is the smell of wounds. At this point in the story, you’ve been asleep for a while but you’re still confident that the surgeons will be able to save you. In reality, the opposite is true as the operation seems to be going horribly wrong. The scent of iodine and blood is only intensifying with no signs of stopping any time soon, and the woodsy notes in the fragrance are helping solidify this intense feeling. You’re beginning to bleed out on the operating table and the surgeons can’t control it. Life is slipping away as death begins to take hold as we have reached the climax.
With every peak comes a valley, as the pungency of the iodine mixed with the metallic accords start to fade away into a resinous, woody scent. The sillage is still very calm, but the scent is still there. At this point, you’ve already passed away but the surgeons are still trying to revive you, refusing to give up. The smell of your current environment is less than serene as the incense now clashes with the woods from before, but it is better than the chaos that was present just moments ago. Death has won the war, and is inviting you to join him into the afterlife, where he promises you that everything will be okay. You were hurting before, but now you can rest in peace.
This scent speaks to what some want out of their fragrances. People want stories, memories, and they want a good discussion piece. This fragrance gives them that, and then some. I think this fragrance is something easily wearable up until the midpoint where the chaos all begins. Inexcusable Evil is an art piece, it was not created nor intended to be used for everyday use nor was it meant to be something you wear to work or a date. Inexcusable Evil was created to paint a picture, and I believe it does that splendidly.
Top Notes 
Ozone
Gun powder
Heart Notes 
Blood
Iodine
Blossoms
Gaiac wood
Synthetic fibers
Copaiba balsam
Nagarmotha
Base Notes 
Concrete
Frankincense
Rain accord
Sandalwood
Ragas
luvbubbl
L1ghtBlue
sidewind
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