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AZIRAPHALE: (Company Says: Many people, meeting Aziraphale for the first time, formed three impressions: that he was English, that he was intelligent, and that he was gayer than a tree full of monkeys on nitrous oxide. Two of these were wrong; Heaven is not England, whatever certain poets may have thought, and angels are sexless unless they really want to make an effort.

Ethereal musk, blonde woods, and dusty Bible accord.)

In the bottle, this smells vaguely like a more femme version of polo. Who knew? It settles down rather quickly on application, though, with the musk gentling on contact with the natural scent of skin, allowing the scent of wood to balance it. There is something faint and almost spicey underneath, connected to an element which does smell faintly of old paper. Five minutes in, it is pleasing in a vaguely masculine sort of way, though gayer than a tree full of monkeys on nitrous oxide, as the quote above suggests. As it wears, the library scent grows stronger, the aftershavey scent making it delightfully sexy in an understated way. Very Aziraphale really. it creates the scent ghost of a geeky, repressed Englishman, who's buttons one wants to rip from his shirt and ravish. (I'm trying hard not to look at you, <lj user="pjack">, oh love child of Lemony Snicket, Richard Mayhew (character from <i>Neverwhere</i> wink , and quite possibly the Great Gonzo. As with jolly Roger, I am constantly disappointed that scent ghost to the contrary, there is no bookish Geek to ravish where my nose tells me there should be. This should not be held against the fragrance though. OMG! EDIT: Doesn't wear nearly as well as I'd hoped, going all dry. Better if mixed with Crowley, Coyote, or herbert West. So, so gay.