No offense but after a couple of wearings I think I've finally figured out why I am so sacred of HInoki.
Normally I am all about wood and incense, I've thoroughly enjoyed Kyoto and Sequoia from start to finish, you'd think Hinoki will be right up my alley.I thought so too, until last night when I got this chill down my spine as I wore it to sleep.
It was strangely unsettling to say the least, Hinoki first reminded me of the inside of a wooden drawer, of a dried-up branch fallen from a tree. Then the whole night I was wearing Hinoki, I felt like a dead man in a coffin.
The scent has no life in it, I mean, unlike Sequoia, you can say it's woody but it's full of life that I can literary feel the heat of freshly cut woods jumping off my skin, Kyoto is somewhat more sedative but there's still a hint of warmth accentuated by some flowery notes. With Hinoki, it's all about being locked down in a wooden log cabin with a dead man lying next to you. I am sorry I know it's morbid but I never thought I can be scared by a scent, which just goes to show how artistically abstract a perfume can be.
Voluer de Rose is scary too, but nowhere compared to Hinoki, I mean, I'd rather wander into a graveyard after storm than spend a night with the deceased.
Am I crazy?
Normally I am all about wood and incense, I've thoroughly enjoyed Kyoto and Sequoia from start to finish, you'd think Hinoki will be right up my alley.I thought so too, until last night when I got this chill down my spine as I wore it to sleep.
It was strangely unsettling to say the least, Hinoki first reminded me of the inside of a wooden drawer, of a dried-up branch fallen from a tree. Then the whole night I was wearing Hinoki, I felt like a dead man in a coffin.
The scent has no life in it, I mean, unlike Sequoia, you can say it's woody but it's full of life that I can literary feel the heat of freshly cut woods jumping off my skin, Kyoto is somewhat more sedative but there's still a hint of warmth accentuated by some flowery notes. With Hinoki, it's all about being locked down in a wooden log cabin with a dead man lying next to you. I am sorry I know it's morbid but I never thought I can be scared by a scent, which just goes to show how artistically abstract a perfume can be.
Voluer de Rose is scary too, but nowhere compared to Hinoki, I mean, I'd rather wander into a graveyard after storm than spend a night with the deceased.
Am I crazy?
