Feeling sunshine-y.

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I'd say I'm feeling chipper, but "Chipper" is a nickname for my brother (Chip) and putting it that way just weirds me out.

In other news, the BPAL scent of Nuit is very rich. Too complicated and...er, I think "deep" is the word...for daily wear, but it would go splendidly in one's cleavage for a candlelight dinner. Or, you know, whenever one wants to invite cleavage-sniffing. It's the kind of scent that would linger in a lover's bed, inspiring fond reminiscences.

It had a bit more of something-something than I tend to prefer, so I'm guessing there would be scents I'd like more than this one, but points to featherynscale for figuring I'd like it. I'd thought "nuit" referred to the French word for night, but no. The title references the Egyptian goddess with a different spelling than I'm used to. Excerpt from BPAL's description:

Her perfume is starry and crystalline, a jewel-clad and glittering paean to night: dazzling white musks, white rose and night-blooming jasmine with the soft moss of moonlit meadows, a waft of Egyptian incense, and a gentle breath of moonflower.

I'm still not sure what it is about Shango that triggers sensory horror in me. I mean, I don't even want to touch the imp to dispose of it, my reaction is that severe. Jeebus.

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That makes perfect sense, actually (the synaesthesia thing). There's somebody at work for whom it might work well. I'll let you know.

Even if you're not wearing scent, you smell mostly of amber to me, with something caramelly thrown in -- with just a hint of white but night-blooming (gardenia, maybe?).

I love-love-love Rosalind and Urania. Light flowery stuff. I do like the kick of rosemary and grapefruit in a scent sometimes. I like the imp idea, because I think I might encounter a wider variety of scents I like. Thank you again.