Ode On Melancholy
Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab

Official notes: White musk, rose, white sandalwood.

It kind of feels like a BPAL's nod to Guerlain's L'heure Bleue and Apres L'Ondee a bit - not a copy of course, but it feels like belonging to the same family. It feels vintagy, timeless, slightly dusty and melancholic. It is beautiful - not pretty, but beautiful.

No, no, go not to Lethe, neither twist
Wolf's-bane, tight-rooted, for its poisonous wine;
Nor suffer thy pale forehead to be kiss'd
By nightshade, ruby grape of Proserpine;
Make not your rosary of yew-berries,
Nor let the beetle, nor the death-moth be
Your mournful Psyche, nor the downy owl
A partner in your sorrow's mysteries;
For shade to shade will come too drowsily,
And drown the wakeful anguish of the soul.