Nearly Noon

A melancholic's cream-stained regency morning dress worn well past midnight, white muslin and satin grown heavy with torpor, lace-trimmed cap askew over hair unwashed and unpinned for days. Yesterday's rice pudding congealing in bone china teacups, spiced cardamom linen sachets tucked into untouched pillows, the intimate smell of unwashed scalp beneath crumpled muslin caps. The ontological vertigo experienced by a doppelganger's reflection - am I the copy or the original, is this morning or evening, why does this chemisette smell like vanilla and the milky price of sweetness, the ghost of tiny, crushed wings. The sleepless moon, bedimmed and bedeviled, bears witness to another pale, faceless shadow in the window.

I should have sampled first! This was a scrubber for me, but I will say this, it's strong. I tried every soap including Dawn dish soap to get it off to no avail. If you like those Lataffa Yara Perfumes, you might like it, but for me a big no!

This is such a standout fragrance! The drydown is my favorite part, it leaves behind a perfect blend of vanilla and sandalwood, so creamy and addictive. This has decent projection, more than I was expecting. I've worn it for one full day and have received countless compliments! The longevity is great as well. This is a true gourmand, but it feels seasonless, since its perfectly balanced to wear any time of day or year. I'm so happy to have added this to my collection!