BPAL and Life
Oct. 22nd, 2006 09:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
phoenix_aroseYesterdays BPAL: Bewitching Brews : Leanan Sidhe: Most of the Gaelic poets, down to quite recent times, have had a Leanhaun Shee, for she gives inspiration to her slaves and is indeed the Gaelic muse -- this malignant fairy. Her lovers, the Gaelic poets, died young. She grew restless and carried them away to other worlds, for death does not destroy her power. – W.B. Yeats
The name translates to "fairy, love of my soul". A vampiric spirit and a dark muse, the love of the Leanan Sidhe is both a gift and a curse. These eerily beautiful Irish spirits drain the sanity and lifeforce of the men they inspire to artistic greatness. Her kiss infuses a man with poetic greatness and depth of vision and feeling, otherworldly passion, and a sudden and ineffable understanding of the unending sadness that plagues mankind. Her perfume is a crush of Irish herbs and flowers, Gaelic mists, and nighttime dew.
In the bottle: Astringent herbs and chemicals
On me ->
Wet :Herbs no more chemical
Drying : 2ft from face sweet something; close up herbs little water
Dry :sweet herbs and flowers kinda smell like my beyond paradise perfume from the store
Hours later; Irish spring soap - which matt says he likes so I shall keep it - it doesn't smell bad but I have to admit it was a but disappointing - I had hoped for more *sigh*
In Other news
Scotchtober party was good small but good =) it was nice to see people - there was a Japanese single malt whisky that smelled good I wasn't drinking I was tired and was driving all the way home so I was forced to pass
The name translates to "fairy, love of my soul". A vampiric spirit and a dark muse, the love of the Leanan Sidhe is both a gift and a curse. These eerily beautiful Irish spirits drain the sanity and lifeforce of the men they inspire to artistic greatness. Her kiss infuses a man with poetic greatness and depth of vision and feeling, otherworldly passion, and a sudden and ineffable understanding of the unending sadness that plagues mankind. Her perfume is a crush of Irish herbs and flowers, Gaelic mists, and nighttime dew.
In the bottle: Astringent herbs and chemicals
On me ->
Wet :Herbs no more chemical
Drying : 2ft from face sweet something; close up herbs little water
Dry :sweet herbs and flowers kinda smell like my beyond paradise perfume from the store
Hours later; Irish spring soap - which matt says he likes so I shall keep it - it doesn't smell bad but I have to admit it was a but disappointing - I had hoped for more *sigh*
In Other news
Scotchtober party was good small but good =) it was nice to see people - there was a Japanese single malt whisky that smelled good I wasn't drinking I was tired and was driving all the way home so I was forced to pass
