Before I begin this review, any company willing to include "His Satanic Majesty" in a description of any of its products? I will likely support simply because they are that open-minded. Awesome. Willing to sacrifice profit. Fill-in-the-blank.
But LUSH's Gorilla perfumes and I go back. Way back. To when I sparingly dabbed Cocktail onto wrists...spritzed Ginger into hair...in fear of them never making another bottle of my beloved light.
And here comes the Dark Lord. Just as smokey and bitter and sweet and sour as I would expect. While I have only worn this scent for three nights at bedtime, I have worn it enough to know that it owns me. I immediately made a beeline for this, Hellstone and Voice of Reason upon entering LUSH this past weekend, as the written descriptions of each were absolutely, well, me.
I'm wondering if this scent were meant to be a cologne, as it is as heavy and opaque as something you'd expect a man to wear. But then the jasmine comes in. There's a bit of rose, frankincense, burnt sugar and sexy earth. I've smelt "dirt" and "soil" before in perfume. This is sexy earth. You walk on it and don't care if you lost a heel, you're in the clouds, closing a slightly too-unbuttoned blouse and wondering when the ground will open to reclaim the rest of you.
Then the ylang ylang, vanilla and patchouli appear. Nothing is pronounced, they each just waft around each other. The only note I have continued to smell each morning after this scent should have worn off? The overly-worn leather saddle polished in wax infused with tobacco, peaches, sage and cloves. The drydown is about as fluffy as singed mountaintop. I can find the powder, sooty blood orange and 12-year single malt scotch.
If Sikkim Girls is the Lolita of this line, Devil's Nightcap is Kubrick the day after he envisioned Clockwork Orange in his dreams. It's approachable by many but just obtuse enough to make most turn to the brighter LUSH scents, Sun and Euphoria. (BTW--these are just as heady and nuanced as this scent--keeping inline with director references, these immediately struck me as being Sofia Coppola).
Forgive me for repeating a bit of a previous review of a new Gorilla perfume (Sikkim Girls). "Currently, these new scents are only available in a handful of stores (thankfully, there was one in Chicago) and online. While they are definitely niche, there are enough varieties to ensure most everyone can find their match.
Unfortunately, the smallest size offered in this new line still runs at approximately $20--so unless you do have a store within a stone's throw, you're investing a fair bit into a product which may not suit your personality or chemistry. Be forewarned that most of the bottles in this collection do not have applicators, so a delicate hand will help in applying the right amount for your preference.
Having said that? The listed top notes in each of these scents are quite true to form (I purchased five, and none have yet to disappoint), so if you like those individual elements? There is a good chance you will like the entire fragrance."
Likely shouldn't say it for this one, but this scent is one of my holy grails.