BPAL; Winter Heavens

Last perfume review of the year~ and also for this Yule/Winter Collection series.

Sharp is the night, but stars with frost alive
Leap off the rim of earth across the dome.
It is a night to make the heavens our home
More than the nest whereto apace we strive.
Lengths down our road each fir-tree seems a hive,
In swarms outrushing from the golden comb.
They waken waves of thoughts that burst to foam:
The living throb in me, the dead revive.
Yon mantle clothes us: there, past mortal breath,
Life glistens on the river of the death.
It folds us, flesh and dust; and have we knelt,
Or never knelt, or eyed as kine the springs
Of radiance, the radiance enrings:
And this is the soul’s haven to have felt.
– George Meredith

Black midnight winter skies glittering with points of light: chill air, champaca flower, white musk, fir needle, papyrus reeds, and grey amber.

Strong dose of champaca blended together with white musk to create a white floral sort of effect, while the fir needle notes add a touch of green to tone down the overall sweetness of this perfume. It does also evoke the idea of chilly winter air, as though fresh snow is starting to fall around you and your breaths are coming out in visible puffs, and when you breathe in the smell of fresh air, it’s soft and clean.

Easy to wear and non-offending with its moderate sillage, this one is a win after yesterday’s fiasco with BPAL’s Snow White.

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