Scorpio Moon Wild Veil Perfume

Out here at night, there’s nothing left to do, the desert turns sepia-colored cold, burning logs in the fireplace smoke your hair and clothes in your cabin. They crackle like the endless groove at the end of a shellac record. It’s stuck like the scent of extinguished fires from past months. The moon is in Scorpio. Outside the window, you can sense the landscape, shimmering vaguely and silvery, veils of incense fog fields, just like in the washed-out pictures on the wooden walls. You believe the grasses in the old photos are dry lichens, swaying moss, fluttering thinly with the desert wind, tiny grains of resin or sand in the smoke that clings to your clothes, into the dead embers, the misty moon.
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Abby Hinsman handcrafts her botanical fragrances. Most of the materials she either grows herself or harvests from her two-and-a-half-acre forest in Vermont. Accordingly, both her scents and delivery times vary, as she only produces very small batches.
"Scorpio Moon" is an incredibly authentic firewood scent, spicy, smoky, like the smell of a campfire or fireplace, the scent that lingers in clothes and hair afterward, forming the foundation that dominates from start to finish. Silvery bright incense at the beginning as well as dry lichens and woods and bitter-resinous aromas emerge later, making the impression appear more complex, like a slightly blurry old sepia photo with coarse grain. The moon seems moderate to close but fills the window of the wooden desert barrack for the evening.

(With thanks to Toppine)