Uncontrollable passion and insatiable sexual desire: red musk, patchouli, ylang ylang and myrrh.
Sin and Salvation
The Seven Deadly Sins
PERFUME OIL BLENDS
$17.50 per 5ml bottle.
Presented in an amber apothecary vial.
amanda – October 28, 2015:
Hands down my favorite perfume of all time. I am a huge fan of patchouli, although ‘smoky’ scents do not wear well on me. Lust is the most perfect incense-y blend with a definite hippie vibe while still being sexy, sweet and feminine. I can’t tell you how many compliments I get on this one (even from those who typically HATE patchouli).
firstname.lastname@example.org – December 12, 2014:
On me this is the feminine counterpart of Sin, with floral instead of wood and spice
Greer Muldoon – December 11, 2014:
This is perfect (for me). Makes me lust after myself. I even add a few drops to unscented lotion to layer it on. Not one negative comment from those around me, just compliments. I love this scent. Love. It.
carlos – August 27, 2014:
The name alone sold it for me. Then I looked at the scent notes. They are all favorites of mine. I usually don’t wear musk myself because it is pretty potent. But in this combination with Patchouli, Ylang Ylang, and Myrrh I rather enjoy it. The scents fade nicely on the skin after a few hours and you are left with the remnant scent of carniverous sex on a hot afternoon in the shade of palm trees in a Moroccan Riad. Delicious!
Jenna – May 3, 2014:
Out of the bottle I do not immediately love this scent, smells sharp and really musky. On it smells a bit peppery and musk is strong, but this fades away in a few minutes. This is a deeper, muskier scent, my skin does well with musk and this smells nice on me. I know that my partner loves the smell of this one a lot, so even if it is not my favorite, people seem to love this one on me.
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Evokes sheer, unadulterated carnal lust. An undeniably warm and sensual scent. Black narcissus, orange blossoms, and vanilla.
Viens sur mon coeur, âme cruelle et sourde,
Tigre adoré, monstre aux airs indolents;
Je veux longtemps plonger mes doigts tremblants
Dans l’épaisseur de ta crinière lourde;
Dans tes jupons remplis de ton parfum
Ensevelir ma tête endolorie,
Et respirer, comme une fleur flétrie,
Le doux relent de mon amour défunt.
Je veux dormir! dormir plutôt que vivre!
Dans un sommeil aussi doux que la mort,
J’étalerai mes baisers sans remords
Sur ton beau corps poli comme le cuivre.
Pour engloutir mes sanglots apaisés
Rien ne me vaut l’abîme de ta couche;
L’oubli puissant habite sur ta bouche,
Et le Léthé coule dans tes baisers.
À mon destin, désormais mon délice,
J’obéirai comme un prédestiné;
Martyr docile, innocent condamné,
Dont la ferveur attise le supplice,
Je sucerai, pour noyer ma rancoeur,
Le népenthès et la bonne ciguë
Aux bouts charmants de cette gorge aiguë
Qui n’a jamais emprisonné de coeur.
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Come, lie upon my breast, cruel, insensitive soul,
Adored tigress, monster with the indolent air;
I want to plunge trembling fingers for a long time
In the thickness of your heavy mane,
To bury my head, full of pain
In your skirts redolent of your perfume,
To inhale, as from a withered flower,
The moldy sweetness of my defunct love.
I wish to sleep! to sleep rather than live!
In a slumber doubtful as death,
I shall remorselessly cover with my kisses
Your lovely body polished like copper.
To bury my subdued sobbing
Nothing equals the abyss of your bed,
Potent oblivion dwells upon your lips
And Lethe flows in your kisses.
My fate, hereafter my delight,
I’ll obey like one predestined;
Docile martyr, innocent man condemned,
Whose fervor aggravates the punishment.
I shall suck, to drown my rancor,
Nepenthe and the good hemlock
From the charming tips of those pointed breasts
That have never guarded a heart.
Red musk and sweat-damp golden skin musk with labdanum, golden amber, nutmeg, tobacco absolute, black orchid, and hemlock accord.
Compelling, complex, and utterly enigmatic: a luxuriant, exotic blend of cherry, red musk, and star anise.
A salacious, lecherous, leering scent – dirty and dark, slapped with a wet sweetness. Earthy black patchouli swelling with apricot.