dinsdag 27 maart 2012

Mme Moriarty, Misfortune Teller



A colorless woman bursts from an elaborate gold and ruby tent and faints dead at your feet. Soft laughter emits from the dark entrance to the tent, and the scent of musk, black fruits and incense touches your senses. Looking up, you see that the sign hovering above the unconscious woman is adorned with images of the Major Arcana’s Tower and reads:
“Mme. Moriarty, Misfortune Teller.
No fate too grim, no future too bleak.”

A tiny woman with floor-length black dreadlocks walks out of the tent, stepping over the prone body. She is clothed in deep red wrappings, and is bedecked in golden ornaments bearing alchemical symbols and charms representing eternity, chance, and wisdom. She pauses, looks you over slowly, and then flicks a tarot card at your feet.
In spite of her unfortunate presentation, the scent of Mme Moriarty is one I can always turn to and be pleased with it. There are not many scents like that, even some of those I love can just not be the right scent for a certain day. This has not yet happened with Mme M. And I would not have thought I would like her so much from the description:
Red musk, vanilla bean, pomegranate, patchouli leaf and wild plum. 
I had tried some scents with pomegranate as a note (of course there is no essential oil of pomegranate, nor of wild or any other plum for that matter) and they were interesting, a light fruity kind of sweet and sour, but not something I would want to wear often. But I was told by a friend whose taste in BPAL scents is much like mine that this was really good. 
So I bid on a bottle on eBay, as Mme Moriarty had left town with the rest of the Carnaval Diabolique and was no longer available from the lab. But I lost the auction and that was that. I thought. Apparently Mme M. had her own thoughts, two days later I received an email offering me the bottle I had not won. "If you don't like it, you can always sell it," my friend told me. "It is much sought after." 
But I already knew that if I would buy it I would not want to sell it. What I didn't know, was how much I would like it. Mme Moriarty came in and was in my top three immediately. She may even have pushed Saw-Scaled Viper one step down. She must have, I am wearing her more now than I wear my very first favorite. She truly is a scent that is never a wrong choice, no matter wat kind of day it is. 


Thank you Voodoocat for your advise that made me buy a bottle of Mme Moriarty.



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