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Nuvol de Llimona

Nuvol de Limona edgesSo Nivol de Limona means “lemon cloud.” I don’t get fluffy, but it does change shape as it quickly passes by.

Starts with a squirt of Dawn dish detergent, takes an enjoyable but brief snack of milk and lemon Girl Scout sandwich cookies, then disappears with a wave of sugar scented hand lotion.

Here’s a sweet cloud by Tori that lasts longer.

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Hyrax

Pooka sniffing decant vial and Zoologist bottle paper test strip, on Edward Lear’s watercolor sketch of a hyrax. (He did not approve.)

No.
Just. No.
This does not smell like some sexy anthropomorphic Furry wet dream musk, this smells like road kill during rutting season. Shrieking tire residue and terrified mammal anal gland excretion.

It won’t scrub off. My skin still smells like turtle pee and tarmac and rot-gut bourbon. I am not okay.
My cat is not okay.

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Charogne

Etat Libre d’Orange sample vial, and accordion folded pamphlet featuring a black rose and blood-red designs. The copy inside says some stuff about skin and flesh and a beast, vanilla and pestilence.

Charonge–carrion–sounds prettier in French.
Also, ew.

Edit – 10/21/21

Yep, this is as gross as I remember.

Starts out with white funeral flowers, then devolves into rotted meat and fecal smearing, with some vanilla on the bottom to make it even more disgusting.

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A song about carrion crows–

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Civet

civet
Blue-point cat ears hovering over test paper printed with Zoologist bottle and decant vial.

My cat just peed on the carpet.

No, that’s not what Civet smells like–it’s actually quite lovely. Leather and citrus and peppery carnations, smoke and it’s so lush.
But when I dabbed it on my wrist my cat freaked out, frantically pawed at my sleeve and then took a stress squirt on the rug.

Never have I felt so sexy doing laundry.
ETA:
Carpet is clean, cat is sleeping, perfume calmed down to sweet black coffee on the skin.

This Rolling Stones cover was the B-side of Jesus Christ Pose. (Best played loud.)