luna65 Posted December 4, 2011 Share Posted December 4, 2011 Lala Gulaba A florid and vibrant fragrance blooms within the warmth of you…sensuous Indian rose attar, Indian red musk, and a variety of rosewood essential oils, with a scattering of russet autumn leaves and a layer of scrumptious buttery brown sugar cinnamon frosting. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Magickal Meanings of Ingredients: INDIAN ROSE ATTAR~ Self-confidence, strong aphrodisiac properties, attracts affection & love, fertility, divination/clairvoyance. INDIAN RED MUSK ~ Self-confidence and strength, sexual attractant, heightens passions and arousal. ROSEWOOD ESSENTIAL OILS ~ Love, spreads an exotic aura, mystery, darkness. Enhances psychic powers, healing, divination, luck, protection. RUSSET AUTUMN LEAVES ~ Endurance, triumph, strength, power, prosperity, and heroism. BUTTER ~ Nurturing, soothing, eases troubled relationships. Goddess energy. BROWN SUGAR ~ Attracts love, luck, sweetness and riches. Lust inducing, wishes granted. CINNAMON ~ Male sexual stimulation, passion, lust, healing, VANILLA ~ Aphrodisiac, inspires happiness, playfulness, sexual arousal, lust, vitalizing. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Since Mara was doing a variation on the whole "Snow White and Rose Red" theme, one of my suggestions was to name this Rose Red in Hindu because the combination of notes sounded incredibly exotic to me and that's exactly what it is! So I'm congratulating myself on my astute choice, heh.*pats self on the back*How does it smell? Oh yes, it has an incense vibe but I would not call it "rose incense" exactly. It's a very deep decadent ornate rose - a rose perfect for wearing in Winter - with a very intense characteristic framed by the luxury of the other ingredients, although I really don't get much sweetness out of this, just sort of a tantalizing hint around the edges. But I do believe it embodies my description because I had a vision, when I first read Mara's notes, of a caravan traveling across a cold desolate wasteland when suddenly they hear music, and they smell something enticing upon the icy wind, and when they come into the mountains they see a riot of red, a city of tents, against the bleak monotony of the winter landscape. This is the scent of Rose Red: courtesan of comfort to weary travelers. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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