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Quarry 
I adore these salt-shaker vials, don't you?
They work rather nicely - you can get a little smudge or a big splashy dollop. Word of warning though, they aren't all precision fitted. Tuca Tuca leaked a little in the post (the seal between stopper and bottle was loose) and I've just found Karma seaping into the paper bag because the lid popped off (Bad Karma!). Not a disaster, as Karma is an old friend and Tuca Tuca is not my kind of violet.
I'm enjoying Imogen Rose most. Powdery, not to heavy, not too sweet and I love the ambrette base and touch of vetiver. Halfway betwen pretty and sexy (which feels wierd to say, given the backstory, but I'm saying it anyway!).
The Smell Of Freedom I also keep going back too because I just can't seem to peg it down. Something like imported fabric that has absorbed the scent of the exotic goods it travelled with. The iris in this is wonderful.
Orange Blossom I couldn't resist the urge to scrub. Too strong and shouty for me. Nothing wrong with the scent, just the intensity! I'm eyeing Lust warily, fearing the same. That, and I have a jasmine loving friend who I might forward it too who will truly appreciate it.
I'm saving Vanillary for when I am in the right mood. I used to love vanilla, pre the vanilla body spray craze. I still love it, but it can be a bit binary, between YUM and Female Changing Room. Odd how scent associations work!
Out of the ones I don't have, The Smell of Weather Turning and Ladyboy are piquing my interest. Any scent inspired by rain somehow is usually a win for me, and all violets must be sampled and assessed!