Fine Accoutrements / Santal Absolut
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(01-16-2021, 06:04 PM)TommyCarioca Wrote: Turtleship Bay Rum
Nice fatty low profile lather. Tallow likes my skin - and the feeling is mutual.
Royall makes a great line of colognes. The Muske and the Bay Rhum are my favorites.
Nice snow here in KY - requiring the sweet, boozy Bay Rhum
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(01-16-2021, 12:43 AM)TommyCarioca Wrote: Mystic Water MarrakeshAmen & amen! Great scent, great lather. I need to pull it out more often.
Rough stressful week. This is a stunning smelling soap. Just wow. The patchouli is strong in this one boys. And enough sweetness to keep you coming back to the puck and brush. This is going to be a regular in my winter arsenal. Stout fragrance strength. Bouki and Lip, you two boys would love this one given your proclivity for these notes.
And of course MW post shave is marvelous, as is my tipple.
C U all tomorrow
(01-16-2021, 06:04 PM)TommyCarioca Wrote: Turtleship Bay Rum
Nice fatty low profile lather. Tallow likes my skin - and the feeling is mutual.
Royall makes a great line of colognes. The Muske and the Bay Rhum are my favorites.
Nice snow here in KY - requiring the sweet, boozy Bay Rhum
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(01-16-2021, 08:58 PM)Jim Lipripper660 Wrote: Somehow when this one gets out of the rotation it becomes lost and remains so until I go sorting through the pile to find a soap I’m searching for. The searched for soap remained unfound because I ran into the Salters French Vetiver. The other day I used Pine Tar soap because I was searching for an industrial vibe. Today was earth day! Of all vetivers I’ve experienced this one is the real deal. Smoky, dirty, rooty, and just darned unapologetic. When I’m in Jackson Hole, the land of the wannabe cowboy, French Vetiver reminds me of the genuine item when he leaves his healer on the flat bed and saunters in for a sandwich. Oh, you won’t miss him! He’s wearing a pair of Wrangler boot cuts over a pair of Roper boots in which he walks without looking like a saddle-horn is planted in his nether region. His shirt is long sleeved and has seen some sun. If you look close it’ll have some pin holes in it from splatter from a cutting torch. And his damn hat comes off his head when he comes inside. He’s the real deal. He was here before the money came to town. That my friends is French Vetiver. You’ll love it or hate it and either way it just couldn’t care less.