BPAL: Sudha Segara, Pink Phoenix, Nuclear Winter


During the busyness and distraction of the fall, I stopped reveiwing new scents, so for my own records, I’m going to start catching up.

*Sudha Segara*

bq. _Named after the primordial ocean of milk where Lord Vishnu reclines upon the thousand-headed Naga. Sweet milk and warm, healing ginger with a touch of golden honey and our blend of Ambrosia._

Simply one of the most delicious and wearable scents in my collection. Just enough sweet, spice and citrus. I’ve been disappointed in other ginger scents that don’t have enough sweetness and are too harsh. This one is perfect.

*Pink Phoenix*

bq. _Silliness in the extreme. Vanilla bean, honeycomb, sugared pear, sweet pea and a dribble of strawberry._

This scent was available for only a few days in January. It was one of three “Phoenix” blends that celebrated the third anniversary of the Lab.

The first BPAL I tried and loved was “Pink Moon.”:http://www.spacepod.org/rtp/archives/bpal/bpal_pink_moon.php Pink Phoenix sounded a great deal like Pink Moon so I was eager to try it.

As it turns out, it’s almost a dead-on imitation of Pink Moon, except without quite the same pungency of fresh strawberries and background of cooked sugar. It surrounds one with an aura of pinkness. Not horrible, fake, little-girl pink, but a sweet, natural scent. Ultra-feminine. Maybe I’m in denial, but it doesn’t seem too juvenile.

My bottle of Pink Moon is starting to fade with age, so I’ll take it. It’s one flaw: there’s stage early in the drydown when I get a bad plastic smell for about ten minutes. I only smell this if I stick my hand up to my nose and really sniff. It passes and the cloud of pink remains.

*Nuclear Winter*

bq. _Annihilation. The ice, desolation and barrenness of nuclear devastation shot through by a beam of radioactive mints._

Ah, the magic word: mint. If mint appears to dominate a blend, I’ll probably want it. In my box resides the holy trifecta of mints: Nuclear Winter, which is green like an alpine meadow; Lick It!, which is sweet like a peppermint stick; and Tulzcha, which is cool, refreshing, yet faintly warm like skin.

I digress. There’s something satisfying about Nuclear Winter. It doesn’t remind me of desolation at all, actually. To me it’s green, in the same way that Pink Moon and Pink Phoenix are pink. It’s alpine without being masculine. I like to wear it on days when I feel calm and productive.