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fish-daily · 1 year
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Can you do either a northern pufferfish or the boops boops fish?
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fish 18 - bogue/boops boops
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zetric-plains · 8 months
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What's all this about lightning?
Are you like fire benders but for electricity
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Hello there Bogue fans.
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Bogue Lita
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Bogue Lita
Nose: Antonio Gardoni
notes: ylang-ylang, coriander, sandalwood, gardenia, bergamot, grapefruit; tobacco, cypress, patchouli, champaca, jasmine; incense, myrrh, vetiver, vanilla, tonka, benzoin
Lita opens with a magical blast of spicy sandalwood incense. There was a hippie bead shop in my hometown that smelled exactly like this. I am in heaven.
Underneath, there is a dry musk, pleasantly dusty-woody, like an antique shop.
And, occasionally, an incredibly dark sweet-resinous note like conifer sap comes out.
Together they make a marvelously multilayered world. Ornately carved, fragrant wood, glinting with gold ornaments, with dust motes dancing in a shaft of sunlight and smoke.
This is Gardoni Does Incense and I love it. Not churchy pale frankincense, not harsh minimalist black smoke, but rich spicy-sweet bright-brown nag champa and sandalwood incense like a head shop. *Happy* incense.
As always with Gardoni, you get a sense of 3-D space and intricate texture like a vintage scent, but with bold funky flavors the classics never had.
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charmainbogue · 2 years
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Women's Campaign International (WCI) as the executive director
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anju45 · 2 years
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zealockthegreat · 21 days
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fantahsii · 9 months
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Alejandra Bogue por Joel-Peter Witkin
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nope-4 · 2 months
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THERE'S A FISH WHO'S SCIENTIFIC NAME IS "BOOPS BOOPS"
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It's genus is boops
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There's only one other fish in the genus "boops" (boops lineata)
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antiqueanimals · 3 months
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Lynn Bogue Hunt (1878 – 1960), Christmas Dinner (1950), oil on canvas, 23 × 27 inches.
Coeur d’Alene Art Auction
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b1arhy55vhkcau · 1 year
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zetric-plains · 8 months
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Hey everyone, let me show you something!
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Bogue Maai
Nose: Antonio Gardoni
notes: tuberose, rose, jasmine, ylang-ylang, civet, castoreum, hyraceum, dried fruits, sandalwood, oakmoss.
Wow. Maai could have been designed especially for me.
It with a blast of animalic leather chypre turbulence. Oakmoss, civet, castoreum, leather. Barbaric splendor.
There’s also a cooling, medicinal green note I like — wormwood? camphor? Bogue’s Antonio Gardoni seems to have a thing for herbal/medicinal scents.
There’s a singing, earnest jasmine voice, and, I think, a glowing reddish rose with a hint of fruitiness.
There’s some resinous warmth in the base; the whole thing settles within half an hour into a gold-and-black cloud of leather/animalics and labdanum, with that bright green camphor glow on top.
When the florals intersect with the camphor, there’s this amazing sweet-green effect that lasts all day.
Maai is a contemporary scent but it’s a throwback to 70’s/80’s Big Chypre territory. Perfect for a “wicked” woman who knows how to enjoy herself and take care of business.
Only cost prevents me from getting a whole bottle.
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duke-of-gloom · 8 months
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I love you Alex winter 💕❤️💕
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machinn · 2 years
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Seulement le ciel
Seulement le ciel  Qui ne porte pas de nom  Mais que porte la mer en elle Seulement le silence immobile  La nuance La longue histoire de la langue  Qui ne porte en elle pas de nom Mais que porte le symbole  L’objet et son âme l’haleine  Passe de brume à nuage De nuage à colline à ruisseau à cheval À l’horizon une nouvelle aube La nuit dénudée la lune sortie de sa bogue  Verte
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