smellallthesmells: Anubis- [Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab] - A General Catalogue scent found in the cate

smellallthesmells: Anubis- [Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab] - A General Catalogue scent found in the category: Excolo.  Notes: His scent is a blend of holy myrrh, storax, balsam, and embalming herbs. This bottle was purchased by myself in February of 2019.  I wasn’t sure why I decided to review this particular blend, as all I did was open up the first container of BPAL bottles I grabbed and this one just became “the one.” But then I went back and read the blurb that is posted with its notes and realised it might be my subconscious reacting to the passed few months here on Earth. If somehow this blog post has survived into a future where you, dear reader, are not aware of what is happening in 2020, lucky you. But as it is still the mind numbing present for me I’ll fill you in: Its headline being the Covid-19 Pandemic. This year, so far, seems to be churning out one bad joke after the next. What with, Australia having been on fire, World War 3 nearly being a thing, Covid-19, Murder Hornets invading western North America, Meth Gators, and the recent emergence of large cannibalistic rats that are very angry humans aren’t eating at restaurants. Oh, and this is all before June {and to be fair, that’s not even all of it}. But, I digress, this is not why you are here. How does this all fit in to my perfume review? Well, here is the blurb: “He Who Counts the Hearts, Jackal Ruler of the Bows, He Who Is In the Place of Embalming. Jackal-headed guardian, protector and psychopomp of Egypt’s dead, he guides souls to the underworld and holds steady the scales upon which the deceased’s heart is weighed against Ma’at’s Feather of Truth. He is the creator and master of funereal rites, He Who Opens the Mouth of the Dead, and is the sentinel that watches over the sanctity of tombs and the virtue and privacy of his charges.“ So…Death. And the one charged with caring for the Dead. It also just so happens that this blend was one of the very first in BPAL’s vast range that I ever tried back in 2005 or so. I still have the imp’s ear 1ml vial that was gifted to me by a dear friend. The label is yellow an the name is well faded. but the essence is still apparent and oh-so-beautiful after all these years. I can’t wait for this bottle to be 15 years old. In the bottle: A creamy scent heavy-laden with incense. When I say “creamy” I don’t mean gourmand, but more like when book pages are ancient and begin to break down and resemble vanilla’s scent. Or a caramelised resin which has gone ooey-gooey and is dripping down the walls in a temple which is only lit by a few torches. The fire flickers and shadows dance on the walls. On my skin: Old wet scrolls and herbs, the drippy incense has lit and is burning bright. Its smoke fills the stone corridors and I can smell it envelop me. Maybe it’s not scrolls, but muslin or old dry linen that has long enshrouded the form of an ancient pharaoh perhaps. This might not be a temple…. As it dries: It’s like the herbs are encrusted in the incense. Perhaps adorning a wooden vessel left in the catacomb for its owner’s journey and safe passage. The herbs are not calling out from a modern kitchen, but from baskets in a hot market. The sweet incense smoke drapes around me like billowing silk leading me up and out of the dark tomb into the light of a setting sun sinking down into the sand….Now, where did I park my camel? -- source link

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