X-Ray

This is a brilliant piece of olfactory art and I love it. To my nose, it's freshly cut grass. Hmm, not just grass, herbs and spices as well. It's the soup my mum used to make when I was little. Every edible herb and vegetable found in our garden went in there. And once it was hot and ready in your Blue-Onion-patterned deep plate, you cut small pieces out of a huge block of cheese, and threw those in too. They went all gooey and sort of gross and they were the best part of soup. Finished - now what? A hue of sheer boozy, cardamomy, leathery, olibanum tinged energy. Wild and playful and wholesome and there. This is what rainbows smell like. Or they should. Gorgeous coriander green throughout the whole development. To my ADHD mind, it's finding focus. All the noise in the world (spectacular noise, mind you), a wall of beautiful, harmonious, impenetrable noise, transformed into one bright, radiant beam of unshakable concentration. To my heart, this is a call back to nature before it's too late. And now my rave about the house: Space Fluid and Markéta Maf are truly something else. Something so, so special. The originality, the artistry, the thoughtfulness, the attention to detail, the playful, seeming ease of it all. The warm, personal, human approach. The subtle yet uncompromising zerowaste method in the form of refillable flacons and reusable packaging that you have (you've guessed it) zero choice in falling in love with. (I'd protect that lovely little box with my life and have so far taken it with me absolutely everywhere.) I'm grateful for your work and proud of your existence.

I use X-Ray almost every day (along with Funky Machine). Highly recommended!

Smell: A witch’s fortune telling bones Tingly / boozey Leather bound potion books, thumbed through with spiced fingers hundreds of times. Old paper Coffee Breath (handsome) Open window breeze. Cool, wet cave in the best way Something faintly sweet in a powdery - almost flour way ADDITIONALLY sweet in a heady , syrupy, drunk way. Experience: I’m surprised how much I like this one. It’s especially surprising this was the only one in the discovery set I jumped to comment on, seeing as how I have good reactions to all of them. My body chemistry typically responds so poorly to the ‘warm spicy + leather, smoke and/or dark alcohol’ niche that I’ve have always subconsciously thought of them as evil social experiments. But X-Ray... wow. How can this be? I’ve been taught to hate you but I’m viscerally in love. For anyone similar to me in this way, fear not. X-Ray does the opposite of weigh you down. Nor will it remind you of spicy B.O. Before I labeled my tester strips with each name, you’ll take my word that my first thought was “this smells like bones”. Dry, clean, I can hear the clanking drum sound of them being hit together for a ritual. It makes my own skeleton tingle as if it knows it’s being observed beneath my skin. A thousand times these bones have been scattered onto a creaking old table, the grain of which is seasoned with healing spices and sweet-bread flour. They tell your fortune so accurately it makes you vibrate. You’ve never been more exposed. Here you were thinking all you’ve ever wanted was to be seen. Yet now..? You ask the witch if she needs an apprentice because you have nowhere else to go. And you like that the only thing she eats is suspicious and sweet. This life you propose is not written in the bones for you. As you bid her hut farewell, you undoubtedly know yourself more. You follow the light at the end of the cave , jumping on wet rocks and sucking on the honey drops she put in your pocket.

I can’t wait for the reviews for the Swiss cheese perfume... and now I can never unsee the butt hole. Thanks a lot fragos! 🤣🤣🤣 🧀

@Suicidal_wizard Thank you. What has been seen cannot be unseen. 🥲😂