But I came home & put Bohun Upas on, just because I wanted to give it another chance instead of dismissing it out of the bottle. Now that I'm wearing Bohun Upas... it's got a very Opium-like quality, and isn't too masculine on me at all. I know I've said this before, but my own scent is kind of like that creamy smell that high-quality paper has when it burns. Opium is one of the few true perfumes I can stand to wear, and it smells like pure unbridled lust when combined w/my own body chemistry. Bohun Upas has that same aura, with something sharp and absolutely delicious underneath it. It's a familiar scent, too, but I can't quite place it. Tuberose, maybe? Not milky enough to be orris. Vetiver? Hrmmm... It almost, but not quite, smells like good Nag Champa incense. Oh Gods, what is that smell? I want to say clove, but it's sweeter. Maybe it is vetiver. Whatever it is, it smells the same as Kashmir by Led Zeppelin sounds. Yes, I think I could wear Bohun Upas regularly.
I got some good news - since I'm taking FMLA leave, my employer pays into my insurance for up to 90 days, so I don't have to pay an outrageous COBRA to keep my benefits. Which is awesome, and saved me $880. Fuck, we need some socialized insurance in this country, because if that's the cost of keeping me & my husband covered for one month - without my job & the Union we would not have health insurance. Especially not at almost $900 a month. Can you imagine, $10k a year for health insurance? Holy crap.
Ah, no, bergamot! Or is it palmarosa? Fuck!
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The Bohun Upas settled down to a very nice, lasting, sandalwood scent.
I couldn't figure out the backnote of Bohun Upas, but its success out of the bottle prompted me to put some Cthulhu on once I got out of my shower. On me, in a cloud around my head... it's eye-watering and nose-burning. It's very clean, very sharp and ammoniac. Smells absolutely caustic. I may need another shower unless this shit settles down really quick.
some time passes...
Ok, now it's just green & soapy. Not quite green & soapy enough to be Irish Spring anymore, not quite as eye-watering... but still yucky.
Alas, the Elder God does not smell good on me :P