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Luctor et Emergo by The People of the Labrinths

For the first 5 minutes or possibly a little longer, I kept getting a putty smell that was soaked in Maraschino juice. I say putty since, as a youth, I was a plumber's apprentice for at least 5 years and we used putty for assorted tasks by the tubful. I will never forget that smell. Now, I cannot claim that it ever leaves completely because on my skin, it does not. It does dissipate after the opening volley and isn't near as prominent. The same can be said for the Maraschino trait. It's a weird but likable aroma. I have come across a few other sample wearings over the years that had this putty note, so I don't want anyone to think that this is something unique or that something is amiss. Lusciouscargo has the notes listed as : Fresh grasses, white flowers, incenses, vanilla, almond and cherry. LS has the notes listed as : Precious woods, vanilla, fresh grasses, white florals and dozens they can't name. As I read the short list of notes for Luctor et Emergo, ...

The People of the Labyrinths: Luctor et Emergo

Luctor et Emergo by The People of the Labyrinths  (Netherlands) is an odd little creature, and if I were you, I wouldn't let it anywhere near your man. It's suitable for girls, for women, maybe even for babies, but its sweetness and initial burst of cherry almond tempered with "grasses" (which I detect as hay and sweetgrass accords) is very femme indeed. This is the kind of perfume that even fans of a good many gourmand scents will shy away from, as it represents the extreme edge of foodiness. It boasts some pretty amazing packaging and lists precious woods, vanilla, fresh grasses and white florals among the notes, but don't let that fool you. The flowers are eaten by the other top notes, and the only time you will see any woods here is in the drydown far off in the distance, where a light sandalwood that could almost pass for sensual musk and a pervasive powderiness duke it out for control.  There are some days I just want a sweet scent to comfort me, but I want ...