austin_tycho | More Black Phoenix stink'um

Or Bipple, as

yansa calls it.

The scent ordered was 'Luperci.' It's Roman/Latin, I have no idea how to pronounce it. The copy:

LUPERCI -- Piss off, Saint Valentine! Lupercalia is an ancient Roman celebration, held on February 15th, that kicked in the advent of Spring with a very, very festive purification, fertility and sexuality ritual. The ritual began near the cave of Lupercal on the Palatine, an area sacred to Faunus, as well as Ruminia, Romulus and Remus. During Lupercalia, Vestal Virgins first made offerings of sacred cakes to the fig tree under which the she-wolf suckled the Sacred Twins. A dog and two goats were then offered in sacrifice to Faunus. The blood of the sacrifice was smeared onto two naked patrician youths, who were assisted by the Virgins, and the blood was wiped clean with sacred wool dipped in milk. The youths donned the skins of the sacrificial goats, wielding whips made from the goat skins, and then led the priests and the Virgins around the pomarium, and around the base hills of Rome. This was a ceremony of great happiness and merriment, and was of particular interest to young women: being touched by the goat-whips young men that led the procession ensured their fertility in the coming year. It is believed that, after the initial rite, male participants would draw the name of an available maiden, with whom he spent the rest of the night. This scent is for the Luperci, the Chosen of Faunus, the Brothers of the Wolf: raw, down and dirty patchouli, Gurjam balsam, and essence of Sampson Root sweetened with the heightened sexuality of beeswax, virile juniper, oakmoss, ambrette seed over honey and East African musk.

I'm liking it so much, I may have to ~~buy another bottle before it stops being sold~~ find people who bought it and beat them until they give me theirs- it's one of those thrice-damned limited editions, so if you get to liking it you'd best stock up because they may not make it ever again! Those fuckers.

Samples were included as is usual, consisting of the following:

LIGHTNING: Lightning slashing the midnight skies over the endless reaches of the ocean. The electric tang of ozone, marine notes, and a drop of sharp rain. (sort of like how ocean-scented candles smell, with a bit of sharpness)

SWANK: Simply cool, the essence of Lounge: the scent of a crisp pomegranate martini. (Fruuuuuit! It's like being hit on the head with a fruit brick. But at least it smells like real fruit, not like Jolly Rancher fruit-like-flavor™.)