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BPAL imps: Burial, Marie, Undertow
Got a bunch today, from [info]sunk and [info]darkwitch72. Shall try them and update as I do.

Edit: I just got a shyteload of imps that I won off of EBAY. Shall put them in, too. This is going to take forever to test them all! Not that I'm complaining, mind you!


Burial:
In the bottle: Sharp earth. That's what I smell. Something very sharp, but I also smell earth underneath the sharpness.
Wet: It's morphed into earth right after the rain's fallen. That smell of ozone and earth.
Drydown: Now all I get is the sharp ozone smell, just faded a little.
Conclusion: sell

Marie:
In the bottle: Flowery, but very light
Wet: I can smell it on my fingers that I used to undo the bottle, but not on my wrist. What I can smell is light, airy roses.
Drydown: Maybe it's just because Burial was so strong, but this one is SO light, I can barely smell it! Ah, well, I'm not one for roses (I think) anyways.
Conclusion: sell

Rapture:
In the bottle: I'm getting the musk...
Wet: Still smell the musk, but also something else.. the neroli? Myrrh?
Drydown: The neroli is just about the only thing coming through now, with just a hint of the musk. I'll have to wait a bit longer to see it I like this one enough to keep, as I'm not really a flower-type girl, unless it involves vanilla. *grin*
Conclusion: sell?
ETA: DEFINITELY sell. It started stinging/burning. I think there's lilac in this one.

Undertow:
In the bottle: Smells kinda like candy. Herby, minty candy.
Wet: Black licorice with a hint of mint.
Drydown: Urgh, it smells like Playdough. Almost exactly like the homemade stuff we let the kids play with at church!
Conclusion: sell

*cries* At this rate I'll be left with only Zephyr... but I'll have the money to buy lots of it! *grin*

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