Donna Karan - Black Cashmere

Late afternoon fog is closing in, I find myself in a large, dark library in a gothic Victorian mansion. I'm standing by the open fire, a rich, honeyed muscat in hand. On the highly-polished mahogany mantelpiece is a large spray of Chrysanthemums and Carnations peppered with autumnal berries and trailing ivy. There is a slight trace of a subtle incense slithering in silky tendrils from an adjacent room. I feel like I have woken from a long sleep, my awareness is fleeting; a silk scarf, a casket, laughter, a farewell, but nothing lingers, transient, elusive and yet strangely comfortable.  I want to kiss and cry at the same time, I feel consumed and comfortable, and yet that primeval flight or fight is hiding just behind the tapestry.

~ Jojo

Fresh Spicy - Warm Spicy - Woody - Amber - Floral

Spicy notes of saffron, carnation, red and white pepper intertwine with woody notes of patchouli and african sorts of assorted tree.

Personally I don't get much of the incense - it's barely discernible although many reviewers seem to see it as a spicy, incense heavy fragrance.  I guess I love incense heavy and this is not it.  However, I love it. For me it opens with a honeyed blast, almost medicinal - I guess its the amber and saffron and peppers mingling before they retreat a little a few minutes in and the carnation comes to the fore.  I find the carnation (stalks and all) stays front and centre for the longevity of the fragrance from this time on, it's tempered by the patchouli and woods but it's far from spicy or incense like on my skin. It's familiar and yet like nothing else. A classy, mature perfume mostly suited to cooler weather and grown-up events ;)

Serge Lutens - Fille en Aiguilles

She runs.  Barefoot into the dark places, hair tangled, afraid of nothing.  She glimpses Baba Yaga in the shadows. Here in the deepest part of the forest - the damp soil, peppered with one hundred thousand nettles - she is closest to Mother Earth. Her pulse quickens in time with the thrum and throb of Gaia's heartbeat and her breath catches in her throat when long, spindly needles of sunlight reach through the soaring trunks to place a golden crown upon her brow. These sentinels of Sacred space sing a ringing welcome to her, she is their Queen. She spins, dressed in curls of incense with jewels of molten amber. She is Goddess in triplicate; maiden, mother, crone. Innocence and age old wisdom. The huntress and the hunted. She is one with the trees, with the earth, with the stories and the storytellers. If you ever venture into the forest, you may hear her singing with the bees and you may feel her warmth in a sunlit clearing, but never try and tame her, magical things can't be tamed.~ jojo

Woody - Aromatic - Balsamic - Warm Spicy - Smoky - Fresh Spicy

The composition incorporates pine needles, vetiver, bay leaf, spices, fruit and incense.

I simply ADORE this perfume - the pine, the sap, the smoke, the incense - it's longevity is amazing, and it's projection is just right.  A true unisex juice <3