Happy People Use Perfume

The Domestic Goblin only discovered the house of Teo Cabanel in February 2023 via perfume loving members of the YouTube community.

In March 2023, DG decided to purchase and test out the Discovery Set and her thoughts are below...

~ Je Ne Sais Quoi

Smells more like steamed rice than the scent of toasted rice/savoury popcorn most commonly associated with gemaicha. 

~ Tres French

Generic green perfume scent.

~ Encore

All carrot and soy milk. No cake.

~ Et Voila

Musky soap.

~ Oh La La

DG appears to be anosmic to the notes.

~ Cafe Cabanel

Linear coconut latte.

~ Ca Boum

Salty and sweet.

~ Oha

Leather and oakmoss that lingers.

~ Rendezvous

Polite blossoms.

~ Alahine

Pink musk.

~ Kasar

Clove and patchouli domination.

~ Barkhane

Cumin and oud and nothing else.

Overall thoughts: Contrary to the YouTube reviews, the DG found the majority of their fragrances does not live up to the 'beast mode' claims. In reality, the projection and sillage is gentle and disappointingly, the scent itself disappears after a couple of hours. 

Alas! Due to longevity issues and lack of the joy factor, the DG won't be purchasing full sized bottles of any of these scents.

This such a shame because the customer service team at Teo Cabanel are quick to respond and helpful! 

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Ode To Autumn by John Keats

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,

Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;

Conspiring with him how to load and bless

With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;

To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,

And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;

To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells

With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,

And still more, later flowers for the bees,

Until they think warm days will never cease,

For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.

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Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?

Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find

Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,

Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;

Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep,

Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook

Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:

And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep

Steady thy laden head across a brook;

Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,

 Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.

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Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?

 Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,—

While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,

And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;

Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn

Among the river sallows, borne aloft

Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;

And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;

Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft

The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;

And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

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* Information and images from Wikipedia *

Renewed Love for Jo Malone

English Pear & Freesia

The essence of autumn. Luscious and golden.

Top notes: King William Pear and Melon.

Middle notes: Freesia and Rose.

Base notes: Musk, Patchouli, Rhuburb and Amber.

Scarlet Poppy 

Inspired by the wild steppes of southwest Asia. Ravishing and moreish.

Top note: Ambrette (Musk Mallow).

Middle notes: Orris, Fig and Poppy.

Base notes: Tonka Bean, Heliotrope and Barley.

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