dressedinmoods

A cold bath, dense forests, incense smokers, a freshly waxed jacket. A church that is currently being incensed. Inhale, exhale. Herbaceous coolness and warm resins. The wood of an old farmhouse cupboard. Far back in the corner hangs an old fur coat. At some point in its life cycle, it got too wet. Medicinal, sacral, a bit of mustiness. Not winter, rather spring or late summer. One of the last golden days in autumn. Old face powder, burnt frankincense. - unisex, quite a powerhouse, you really have to like smoky and incense fragrances. Citrus is found very distantly, so that you think you are mistaken for having perceived it.