#midwinter feast

Not The Super Powerful Mage Numair and Daine.

Not the mage Numair and his lover Daine.

Not even Numair and his lover Daine the wildmage.

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I didn't know what do to do so I did two young kids participating in the tradition also misbehaving lol

@heaptober-2020

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Two kids wearing red fur coats with only their shoulders showing and the kid on the left hand side has two hands on the table, dark curly hair and darker skin. They are smiling and looking ahead. The kid on the right has one hand on the table and the other above his head with a leg of brown meat and a white bone, there is a plate in front of him is full of those legs, like he is going to throw it. He has blonde hair and is smiling evilly. On the other side of the brown wooden table is a brown meat of some sort. In front there is a plate of more meat that is brown surrounded by greens. To the right there is a plate of green food. All the plates are white. There is a slightly visible meat at the front end of the table and to the left a culdrun full of green stew and a ladell, both black. The ground is grey and the wall is brown. There is a hallway that is orange brown in the hall and the outside is yellow. The room at the end is a black room and has a fire that is red and orange on brown wood with a yellow glow. On the brown wall on either side of the hall opening is two red streamers in a parabola type shape. End description]

Poésie Midwinter Feast Collection 🌊❄️

Poésie is coming to quite impress me as a perfume company, and even if her scents were not invariably unique and complex, I would be won over by the lovely subject matter by which creator Joelle Nealy is inspired.  This collection was inspired by the Vikings and Norse mythology - more than a slight interest of mine, and I couldn’t wait to take a journey through her fragrances.  Unfortunately, I forgot to post this during the period in which it was new and relevant!  Enjoy these slightly-belated Vikings, and my sincere apologies.

A Day & A Night: sweet amber, white amber, natural fossilized amber oil, sensual musk, vanilla, dark spices & resins A darkly golden amber-vanilla.  As much as I love vanilla, I am a bit pickier about the nature of the vanillas I wear, and golden and rich is not the kind I prefer, but for someone else, I am sure this would be heaven in a bottle.

Beloved: sugared plums, sumptuous brown sugar cake dusted with cinnamon sugar, a hint of woodsmoke and labdanum What starts out as a candied plum scent fades into a brown sugar cake with candied fruit accents. I got a bit of smokiness, but never any cinnamon.

Forest Cat: fuzzy paws tinged with earth, night forest, grey fur musk, milky breath I get an impression of snowy earth and chilly forest air (but no pine or ozone, so I’m not sure why that impression is quite so strong) an an accompaniment to a strong cream note.  This scent is pretty and innocent, and I currently have a pair of kittens living in my house who do smell a bit creamy, where I would argue adult cats certainly do not, so this is the smell of the idea of kittens frolicking in the snow.

Idunn’s Apples: golden apples, caramelized hazelnuts, sweet cedarwood, hazy oud, creamy musk If you love sophisticated gourmand, this is something you simply must try. A genuine tart-sweet apple note and a caramel note are quickly enveloped in and grounded by nutty wood and musk notes, giving it a sultry edge.

Mead of Poets: honeyed mead, a historical medley of intoxicating herbs and spices, red musk, the blood of the wise If anyone has ever had mead before: it literally smells like this.  Honeyed as all hell and very strong, with loads of spices (including cinnamon, I believe, as this stung where I applied it, but quickly faded).  

Mischief Maker: black coffee clouded with sweet cream then drizzled with caramel, naked salt-tinged skin Here we had an unfortunate accident of skin chemistry: on me, this scent was ALL sea salt and black coffee - almost scorched black coffee, then mellowed into a bracing black coffee with some caramel. However, on the hat I was wearing shortly after putting it on, it transformed into the fluffiest caramel macchiato scent you ever smelled.  The sweet cream note on my hat and coat collar were, in fact, so strong that when I put them on again after work, I could not tell what it was they smelled like, nor how they had come to smell like it!  I wondered if that pretty, dreamy smell was coming from somewhere else.  Oh, Loki, you have pranked me once again.  Fortunately, I was never one to want to smell like coffee scents anyway.

Northmen: weathered leather, turbulent seawater, woodsmoke, oakwood, birch tar, a blood-stained shield The leather note from Poésie is much stronger on me than BPAL’s leather note is, but soon the leather becomes, like the woodsmoke and birch tar, a supporting note adding texture to the dark blue ocean scent that dominates this blend.  It was a deep blue aquatic note with a few nearly floral characteristics, and I found it very pleasant to wear, if not “me”.

Shield-Maiden: pink rose, peony, sharpened metal, crisp air, deep pine woods and frozen earth I am IN LOVE with Shield-Maiden!  This is the winter floral of my dreams, and I must get a bottle of it soon. The full lush florals of the peony and tender rose balance perfectly against a backdrop of a perfect winter scene.  It really does smell like frozen earth and crisp air, with a faint, almost spicy touch of pine. 

Day 203 of 365 Days Wild was the Winter Solstice, the shortest day of the year, also known as Midwinter or Yule. When possible I like to watch both sunrise and sunset on Midwinter’s Day but this year, unfortunately, the entire day was overcast and interspersed with rainshowers. I didn’t manage a single glimpse of the sun at all. The winter solstice usually falls on the 21st or 22nd of December…