#and ghost

to preface, of course fragrance does not have gender, these are just silly little thoughts of mine to blend my love of scents and the Ghost characters, please enjoy and don't take it too seriously... wear what you wish!

Papa Primo - John Varvatos Vintage

Here we have rhubarb from the garden, herbs both medicinal and culinary, relaxing florals and dewy green notes, settling down into the comfort of tobacco and worn earthy suede, sweet tonka bean and dark woods surrounding a papal reign far from forgotten.

I think Primo's most precious petal would wear Gucci Bloom Ambrosia di Fiori, the solemn white florals of a shadowed church tempered by a top note of sunny honeysuckle, a powdery earthy rose blooming at the root of your steadfast love.

Papa Secondo - Hugo Boss Bottled Elixir

Secondo's presents with a resinous and balsamic ecclesiastical commitment, alongside a spicy note, a bitter aftertaste. Dominant and reveller both. A dark sweetness underneath, still with an edge. Clean and green. Smoky strength. Deep powerful leather coiled there at the base; an amber soul in shaded woods.

His lady is bold and strong herself, her Dior Pure Poison a breath of fresh air his own delight. Alluring with citrus and jasmine, further white florals deepen into an intoxicating sensuality. Her love is deep and sweet, cozy and warm. White amber and immaculate musk; he's finally met his match. Erotic and enchanting, you are his antidote.

Papa Terzo - Giorgio Armani Code

He is the shining and the light, lemon and bergamot resplendent with freshness and clean sharp lines. Woody spices below; a quiet evening out in the city, a classy and seductive focus upon his chosen. Yes, there is olive here, olive blossom for peace and blessings, signed with loving leather. Sweet tonka bean and warm tobacco to finish the night.

I believe Terzo's own treasure would wear Dolce & Gabbana Devotion, an irresistible dessert of candied lemon, orange blossom, and rum. Enchanting vanilla at the base, this one is a celebration of sweetness.

Cardinal Copia - Giorgio Armani Acqua di Giò Parfum

Coming in like a stormy night of fresh salt and bergamot, bitter and tart; herbal notes and the spicy rosiness of geranium. Frankincense and the dark sweetness of patchouli. Fresh and clean and dapper anywhere; a classic. Perhaps a little brooding.

Dolce & Gabbana The Only One opens with shy violet and citrus, mesmerizes with sweet and scorched coffee notes; the freshness of pear and orange blossom, the sophistication of iris and rose. A macchiato enjoyed on the terrazzino of the Cardinal's chambers.

Dracopia - Giorgio Armani Acqua di Giò Profumo

A bit more elegant; darker. Deeper. Riveting, and immovable. Here we have incense; a smoky trail of corrupted sanctity. Or perhaps the unholy has simply become elevated. An everlasting lust of a fragrance.

His own beloved is draped in Dolce & Gabbana The Only One 2, a second chance at life with powdery notes of red rose and sweet violet added; a regal dressing room untouched by time. Temptation, seduction, and love, dripping like warm syrup over skin seeking something much colder.

Papa Copia - Giorgio Armani Acqua di Giò Profondo

Papa has ascended, become a little more refined, and a little less sweet. Saltier, with a mature herbal character. Refreshing, and respected, yet still retaining a bit of strangeness underneath. A striking fragrance. Sporty enough for the ring or the diamond.

If you're a MOAC girlie you must try Balenciaga Florabotanica. Attractive, seductive, and dangerous. Mint on your breath. Bright and vivid roses crushed inside your dress pockets. Guilty of something.

Otherwise Mugler Angel Elixir will reflect your soul. Innocent yet powerful. A metallic spice giving way to florals. Sweet and familiar. Creamy woods and bourbon vanilla. Cool moonlight in a fragrance.

Frater Imperator - Giorgio Armani Acqua di Giò Elixir

Refreshing citrus and spicy nutmeg, soft and aromatic violet leaf wet with tears of grief, warm leather to ultimately comfort. Very masculine; paternal. Clean, polished, and mature. An inner strength lingers here; a fire waiting to be unleashed.

Poor Frater still has you in his corner, Dolce & Gabbana The Only One Intense proves it in the way you turn heads with bitter orange and honey blossom notes, yet all your desire is instilled into dazzling and sensual white florals, enveloped by lush coconut and dark vanilla.

Papa Perpetua - Mugler A*Men Fantasm

Papa V creeps in with spicy citrus, offering the intense pleasures of dark chocolate enhanced with clary sage, soft and sweet. Mysterious. Cool. Smoky. Something leathery brushing past you in the middle of the night. Sensual and provocative.

Mugler Angel Fantasm counters with her own boldness and daring. Juicy fruits, rich creamy coconut and white florals. Delicate patchouli sweetened with bourbon vanilla and amber. A heavenly cloud in which he will make you his angel. Hellishly captivating and sensual.

Papa Perpetua (with wings and claws) - Mugler Alien Man

Smoky, sweet, spicy. An abandoned cabin in the woods. This fragrance is cryptid; uncanny valley. Weird and odd, yet hypnotically alluring. Sexy as hell.

So you want out now, don't you, love? Mugler Alien for women has enough indolic jasmine to perhaps ruin your life so I would suggest a coy alternative:

A study in parallels, Marc Jacobs Perfect Intense brightens with narcissus, yet the real draw here is the night blooming jasmine. Sweet and elegant giving way to almond and cocooning sandalwood. You are everything; you are simply perfect.

Young Papa Nihil - Dior Eau Sauvage

Old School. Citrus; herbal. The Talented Mr. Hippie. Masculine, clean-shaven, maybe something a little rotten lurking within. Bitter and fresh. Woody musk. Someone worth kissing in a blood shower.

If you remember being burned by your own cigarette in the Whiskey a Go Go back in the day, you wore Dana Tabu. Un parfum de puta.

Young Sister Imperator - Chanel no 19

Intense and persistent. Bitter and green. Cold, leathery books in a theological library. French lingerie underneath a short skirt. Authoritative and aloof. No cuddling. A total bitch, in the very best of ways.

Old Papa Nihil - Tom Ford Tuscan Leather Intense

This smells of darkness, raw animal attraction, and sexual intensity. Also fart.

Old Sister Imperator - Chanel no 19 Poudré

Edit: this is ghost btw I never really said that but implied it oops

* Having a tall boyfriend who never bends to you :(( and makes you work to even get a little kiss!!

* He only occasionally bends down to you, curving you against his body as he pushes his mask up a little and cups your face oh so gently and kisses you!!

* He thinks it’s funny to stand up extra tall and make you climb him, he thinks it’s funny to tilt his head back and make you either climb some piece of furniture or get a foothold on his waist and kiss him

* He always gets smacked(lightly) on the chest or stomach for making you have to climb him to even get a lil smooch from your boyfriend!

* “C’mon lovie, you wan’ a kiss, gotta work for it.”

* Then right after you’re a lil annoyed at him for making you climb him and he’d bend down, pull you against him and give you a lil kiss on the neck

* You get all upset and huffy puffy at him when he makes you work for it, and all you want is a little kiss!! Not all the work he makes you do for one

* He feels a lil bad and pulls his mask up, bends down and makes sure to pull you close to his body and gives you a kiss that you KNOW is full of love

i liked the karma album🧍‍♂️

do i have bad music taste?? is it not as good as i thought??

i mean it's not ground breaking but like it's good imo🙂‍↕️

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life goes on and on and the breeze feels nice . "

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