Sunday, November 28, 2010

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Patchoujeeks! Praise


What perfumista amateur or what perfume does ever dreamed of an agreement with a perfumer, in order to obtain its knowledge and its technical but desired a perfume ever unearthed in the market? Wildebeest Do not be superficial!
But yes ... Wildebeest all have this secret desire to own a perfume, a little unique, which was designed in tandem but developed by an artisan of the wake!
I had this idea one morning while walking along the blog of a "Designed by Sunday."
I then dared (!) And asked him to compose a fragrance which I very briefly boasted some potential qualities. Wildebeest
already knew: I bathe in patchouli period, then it is natural that my proposal was directed towards a patchouli that I wanted a little "roots" enough "seventies" but remains feminine. The perfumer
Sunday accepted my proposal and with great humility, he launched into aventurette seriously and with conviction.

Wildebeest have drawn together the main axes of the desired fragrance. He made some proposals all more interesting than others, sometimes even rather original and bold (a "Petitgrain" crazy amusing indeed!). Nature cautious and say it quite traditional, I am merely a formula rather "classic" but that gives me great satisfaction.

Patchoujeeks , (this is his first name!) Is a patchouli amber resinous balmy and slightly vanilla. A rich patchouli! Its amber color, dark and mysterious is the eye, heralding an exuberant wake. You let
stunned by the depth of its top note sweet, slightly woody and camphor. Then time passes, material thickens and sinks in a more mellow note with fairly muted this ubiquitous and quite exquisite: an accent I would describe as "Indian DERMOPHIL" balmy and slightly infused vanilla. Then
patchouli comes into its own. He is the patriarch of Patchoujeeks along with this balm almost "mystical" He deployed with confidence but without ostentation.
Patchoujeeks is perfectly balanced, no notes other than to win.
Patriarch patchouli then began a long and peaceful journey, calm and serene, spreading its warmth almost "cocoa" on edge. Note carefully dosed with vanilla (neither too much nor too little) giving it a somewhat feminine sweetness and disturbing.
Patchoujeeks patchouli is a sumptuous winter is not without recalling the lush Ambre Sultan by Serge Lutens.

I'm not one to put myself in front of a Wildebeest perfume, but it perfectly meets my expectations in this regard: A patchouli different from my two favorite patchouli (Patchouli Patch Patchouli and intriguing) but wonderfully complementary! Patchoujeeks is chic, simple, and captivating! J'aime beaucoup!


His notes: Patchouli, Cedar of Virginia, Sandalwood, Labdanum, Balsam of Peru, Vanilla.

Friday, November 19, 2010

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Autumn

Thought Autumn

"Frivolous drops
wild and crazy rain
Feline probably ... "

Haiku of 19/11/10 by Hélégia

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

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Lay, Parfumerie Generale. The fresh and cold


Praise Lay ... Curious, I think I love him so much that I can not expound on the subject.

Actually, I think I would like to simply "define" with onomatopoeia. This would yield:


"Hmmmm , ooohhhh , aah, yummm , oohhh , gosh, fiouuuuu , woooaaw .

But what could you understand?


1-What I've been lobotomized by a band of aliens without scruples and they gave me grafted brains Pariis Hilton instead?


2-Or I drink my perfumes per liter, a glass of pastis No. 5 to the drink a glass of Jack in the meal, a canon of Chtit Heure Bleue as a digestive and an Intriguing Patchouli on the rocks, to finish the evening?

3-Or ... The chemical components of fragrances I mounted the head and the single neuron numb I have left.


In reality, this scent is inviting me to a curious sensation ...


I feel the play plumper, plump and rosie a radiant child. I revel in flowers and milky sweetness.

For me (and to simplify a bit) Praise Lay is a round orange blossom, sweet, which we have painted and sweetened notes agrumées, a bit prickly, and at the extreme. The result is a unique floral creaminess but taking care not to fall into any sentimentality whatsoever.
This orange flower is bright and without any irregularity, it blossoms on the skin with the sweetness of a delicate cream.

Praise Lay has definitely something heavenly clouds of cream, azure blue baby feathers caressing, angelic choirs.


More minutes pass more I detect a note at the bottom that I would qualify as "epidermal" in the sense that I feel (believe me or not) a grade of "skin" fumed a little inflected balmy.


Praise Lay was not a remarkable development, it is a fairly monolithic perfume, but I think it's the first time that I am fully satisfied. Yes! It's so much better that way! The top notes so tender and sensual wrapping around its host to stay with him for hours. Comforting, slightly honeyed and soft but not syrupy.

This fragrance is distinguished from the rest of the range Parfumerie Generale and the signing of Pierre Guillaume, who usually plays on the strings more spicy-woody-animalized-creamy.

Praise Lay is a melody played on the harp, a prayer to the most diaphanous and luminous astral creatures.


His dress is impeccable and its wake.

notes that you will detect perhaps: Neroli, Hawthorn, Infusion of Lys, Smoke incense, benzoin and Wood St..
And to hear him speak with passion and expertise, Mr William Stone in person here:

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Monday, November 8, 2010

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It is a path to the canvas on which I like to linger and I would like to share with you ... More that works you'll find a glimmer of humanity, and wisdom .... A pure delight and above a window on the world o)

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Desolation

~ š Desolation >
Under our feet there are bones, skeletons and
debris from past mistakes .
On our borders there are bones, bloody
Evidence of this stale.

Under eye waters there are
Tears of humanity betrayed.
On our land there is water, and breath
Sources lifeless.

Desolation and bones there are
Mined and broken childhood.
Desolation and water there are
Tears of a humanity necrotic.

Desolation great souls,
Victims of faith and the despotism
Desolation lady infamous Mistress
cowards and terrorism.

Hélégia (09/27/2010)

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Harry Potter Owls in Danger! Spleen

Harry Potter Owls in Danger!


Saga Harry Potter is unquestionably a success internationnal, however, that success is currently ravaging the population of protected birds like owls Indian.
This does not suffice that the fauna and flora is constantly attacked and damaged by "capitalist" unscrupulous, he took that stupid fans start buying on the black market owls, all for the fun to be able to achieve the prestige of their hero "Harry Potter"!

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an Unseelie

~ š Spleen a Unseelie >

Seasons pass and pass away,
Under my pen of dark Unseelie,
Ink stormy melancholy:
erasures that my heart grows weary.

Like the infamous cry of a Banshee
My pen protests and crunches,
Mapping heavy and smooth curves
In sharp pain indefinitely.

Bourdon unshakeable sadness,
lapping his fatal jingle,
on the parchment of a fairy without wings
Having lost the path of joy.

The Seelie Court fails me.
My pen research and leaf by leaf
Arabesques and sweet without pitfalls,
Writings without shadows and storms.

grant that the autumnal equinox,
With its golden color and singing
Helps me to leave this path monotonous
For the Court of shimmering seasons.
Hélégia (13/09/2010)

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Here's a little nugget of love that I love ;)
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This will allow you to listen to this song nicely and video)


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slew Autumn

~ š slew Autumn >
;
A shiver familiar leprechaun
sneaks like a madman
In frail fronds
Clothed festoons of flaming.
fierce and proud tightrope
Se slam into thin jokes
On a stronghold spinning at dusk
slew of leaves into a frenzy!
shortchanged by the fond and foolish foil
Wind in futile fury
leaves frivolous frolic
In fatal farandoles wilted.
Autumn braggart and cracked
Finalizes fabulous infamy
zealous in fugitive sparks:
slew of leaves into a frenzy!
arrant rogue wind
Flagellum fumbles and hardwoods
Until last tremor
Like a crazy fanatic.

That rustle it alone ...
Trampling fiercely roads,
fall full of fantasies:
bunch of leaves into a frenzy!
fall a little show-off,
Feast with force and fervor,
His fulminating feudalism and fleeting.
Inevitably trampled by the frost,
Soon our furious flee,
the return of a king and smart gravedigger.
 
Hélégia ( 10/11/2008)

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Helm Imbolc

  ˜ š  Heaumes d’Imbolc 
In the swirling breeze tenuous
blithely flakes pilgrims.
Rooks Rider winter bubbly
a heavy grief ... and unspeakable

around his fortress frosted
Some trees sorted alerts
For their valiant force shall:
A quiet rebellion awakened.
the distant rumble of hooves,
Equinox chivalrous approach!
Prisoner of winter rotunda
A spark of life hangs.
Winter struggles to keep his beautiful,
He wants his eternal love,
numb But the heart of the Goddess
Burns for another promise.
The soul of the Lady gets angry,
Gradually his flame revives.
On his frail and pale little face
dissipate the stigma of the abyss.
jousting for the honor pledge,
Cavalcades fields and lures.
Helmets felons without challenge and running!
The suitors bring winter to execution.
Soon the winter dull peasants and
will be vanquished, driven out and banished,
flourish Leaving the fief Life:
the Goddess of Victory and spring ...
Hélégia (05/02/2009)

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in G is woven Summer

~ š in G is woven Summer >
In the foliage in excitement,
A parade ground invites himself into wings.
Rumor sends everyone:
The Sun made its "Zenith"!

Allegretto forest flushes
a thousand and one flowers and sounds
Up accepting bribes
For the most magnificent folly.

Here and there the song of life,
The ground is woven in with promises.
A capriccio the symphony rises
one great blaze of joy.

Nature ignites notes,
HEX and waltzes headwaters.
Between the world of fairies and ours,
remains only a thin line ...

Ripailleurs beware of the night!
If you inadvertently come to walk
Where lies the wort,
So in fairyland you go!
Hélégia (15/06/09)

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disgraced humanity. Chills

~ š Humanity hated >
He is a traitor and love without honor
Where humanity is flirting with the horror.
A macabre romance of opulence
Where souls are lonely and wandering.
A dark romance for a world overrated
Who swims in the idolatry of selfishness.
A proud semblance of happiness too perfect
Where materialism frieze paroxysm.
The business likes that too much humanity.
Sicaire beguiling without morality,
He lives without sacrificing any prior
On his insatiable altar stock well.
hypnotized humanity and love,
is seduced by such an executioner
who hides under his flashy jacket
Blade toothless moult evils.
must say that the torturer gent
Has no discourse is very common.
He knows many detours Proceedings
indoctrinate a mob of onlookers.
scam Negotiator and large,
it all up market damnation!
Each Life is raped and put into pasture
For scavengers of Globalization.
Humanity kowtowing
Each provision of this sweet torment
Where it guzzler up to death
In many frills and flounces many.
Humanity reviled and much disarmed
Loses its forests, his brothers and his children .
Here are banned and there love and peace,
Leaving money and war triumphant ...
Hélégia 23/07/2008

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Imbolc

~ š Chills Imbolc >
wrapped in a white shroud frosted
Earth seems inert cooped
In the alcove of an eternal night.
surly Winter has come very frail.
... There Yet under her silk blouse,
A mild febrile rumor awakens.
A fire energy Grand Aloi
Traverses the beautiful chrysalis to sleep.
This delicate and quiet verbiage chills
Demonstrates the silent metamorphosis
Who transcends the heart even the cocoon:
Sweet sweet promise of a revelation ...
In the sly, the light is spreading!
Gradually the earth drink of Fire
Who crosses the still moving
From his drum carmine blessed.
Imbolc Now is crowned with flowers,
For pristine petals of sweetness ...
Open your heart to this sacred moment,
Get the oath of fragrant happiness ...
Hélégia 02/02/2008

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Morning Chat l'Heureux "

~ š Morning Chat l'Heureux >
C alme caress the lady of Dawn,
H Agard I open alcoves eyeballs.
A tears by a morning jingle,
T arasques, fairies and dreams slip away.
C landestinement two artists flourish.
H appening improvised trap and mischievous,
A llégrement Troubadours my accomplices
T agreement steal some hugs ...
C ourtois and charming two scoundrels
H asardent Smart moult strategies.
A ffam they face my persistent lethargy,
T raquis the victorious moment when I surrendered.
C hancelante here I am exiled from my bed!
H uppe my tawny hair disheveled,
A ffable radar and I'm my rascals
T rattan happily to their lunch ...
C ahin-nilly I arrive at the right place,
H eurtée fangs-in-leg teasing.
A ttendrie by their strong claims,
T endrement I extend their expected booty.
C hansonnette purring satisfaction ...
H op! Fed off they go on the loose!
A rrogants my two majestic scoundrels,
T ergiversent for a mysterious mission ...
C 'is a beautiful ceremony and everlasting,
H armonia tied, honed and perfect.
A Nodin perhaps, but happiness is:
T Endress an instant critical and jovial ...
Hélégia - May 29, 2008

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Sad Winter Sol ...

~ š Sol Sad Winter >

Souffles Souffles ... oh beautiful Prince of the Wind!
Come as these times and lost once
Trim Earth this smooth coat
Immaculate most beautiful enchantments.
Where are your majestic flakes pilgrims
Coming twirl to the ground
To make frosted kisses and fools?
These kisses ... Who makes the Winter mutineer.
Souffles Souffles ... oh beautiful Prince of the Wind!
Come as these times and lost once
Trim Earth farandoles children
For frimousses shuddering laughter accomplices.
Where are the murmurings of your storytellers,
Your minstrels pirouetting and joyful
Who weave fine splints Happiness?
Winter would have become a grumpy old man?
Nivôse, where are you so well hidden?
Seasons are now in exile.
Everything is gray, rain and sleet traitor.
Soil disagree ... Nature ... Broken
Nivôse, where thou hidden?
The Magic of Winter has almost disappeared ...
The snow does more impromptu truce.
Soil disagree ... ... Nations dehumanized
Here and there the ground is constantly soiled
Here and there, blood, war, death and vice.
Life is sacrificed on the altar of the Caprice.
sad Winter Sol ... Future ... stripped
Hélégia (12/12/2007)