L’artisan Parfumeur – Passage d’Enfer

Lilies, dry cold stone. Church incense from yesterday’s service. Maybe some wood. Reminds me of sitting in the quiet church waiting for confession. The curtains on the booth were of dark red velvet and that is all I can think of. Maybe not a passage to hell, but definitely a place of devotion.

Something quite dark, with a light touch.

Winona Ryder in Beetlejuice

Nouvelle Vague – Bela Lugosi’s Dead


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