Top Notes
Lavender
Heart Notes
Namibian myrrh
Base Notes
Tonka bean
Almond
Vanilla
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Notes08/23/2021
JackyJacky
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Mature Lolita
The night opened its womb. The moon sent out its rays: carefully, almost cautiously, they penetrated the thin swathes of passing clouds and gave them a fleeting silvery-pure glow, caressed the contours of the landscape, met the high treetops, reflected in the alert eye of an eagle owl perched on a high branch, and created a natural painting full of physically palpable contrasts.
Were the proud firs aware of the sacredness of this gift offered to them by the tender kiss of light in the dark? Did the frantic, cramming heart of the field mouse, filled only with worry and drive, scurrying over the shaded foliage, manage to find, at least for a few moments, some reassurance in the beauty and infinity of the deep night sky?
Would envy arise in the eternally small souls of the innumerable subterranean creatures, would they, contrary to their nature, bring up their feelers of the upper world, and would they, in spite of the lack of an organ suited to optics, be able to catch in themselves a single, tiny perception; would envy even become consuming anger and blind rage because of the injustice of this world...?
Dolores Haze stood leaning against a tree, wrapped in the awakening dimness of the forest. Her hair seemed to have laughingly accepted the wind's invitation to dance. The shadows on her face remained untouched by any glow; her once innocent gaze roamed the landscape. With what frivolous naïveté the sensual world is capable of presenting itself! A melancholy smile. Memories.
She had grown up. Time had left its mark, but her beauty had remained unmistakable. She was still temptation incarnate, sin. She was the night. A sensual, sweet, enchanting, and sensory-stealing one. Free of morbidity and full of life. Warm, pulsating, beguiling.
Light is the exception. Darkness is the rule. Light is awareness, recognition, and knowledge. It is always under the yoke of darkness, it must always consume something in order to be. Something must always burn in order for light to arise, which tries to dispute the omnipresence of darkness... and the same victor always emerges. Everything living represents only a brief point of light in the firmament. But darkness is not the antithesis of life!
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Myrrh & Tonka by Jo Malone represents a masterpiece for me. I find the fragrance to be seductive, sensual, yet elegant and mysterious. It is every time a gift to yourself to wear it. A temptation that I do not resist at times!
Were the proud firs aware of the sacredness of this gift offered to them by the tender kiss of light in the dark? Did the frantic, cramming heart of the field mouse, filled only with worry and drive, scurrying over the shaded foliage, manage to find, at least for a few moments, some reassurance in the beauty and infinity of the deep night sky?
Would envy arise in the eternally small souls of the innumerable subterranean creatures, would they, contrary to their nature, bring up their feelers of the upper world, and would they, in spite of the lack of an organ suited to optics, be able to catch in themselves a single, tiny perception; would envy even become consuming anger and blind rage because of the injustice of this world...?
Dolores Haze stood leaning against a tree, wrapped in the awakening dimness of the forest. Her hair seemed to have laughingly accepted the wind's invitation to dance. The shadows on her face remained untouched by any glow; her once innocent gaze roamed the landscape. With what frivolous naïveté the sensual world is capable of presenting itself! A melancholy smile. Memories.
She had grown up. Time had left its mark, but her beauty had remained unmistakable. She was still temptation incarnate, sin. She was the night. A sensual, sweet, enchanting, and sensory-stealing one. Free of morbidity and full of life. Warm, pulsating, beguiling.
Light is the exception. Darkness is the rule. Light is awareness, recognition, and knowledge. It is always under the yoke of darkness, it must always consume something in order to be. Something must always burn in order for light to arise, which tries to dispute the omnipresence of darkness... and the same victor always emerges. Everything living represents only a brief point of light in the firmament. But darkness is not the antithesis of life!
********************!*
Myrrh & Tonka by Jo Malone represents a masterpiece for me. I find the fragrance to be seductive, sensual, yet elegant and mysterious. It is every time a gift to yourself to wear it. A temptation that I do not resist at times!
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