The Stars is a limited edition, grassy aldehydic citrus scent. A twinkling cascade of sparkly aldehydes over a soft, grassy meadow accord, pink pamplemousse, juicy mandarin, young green stems, vegan sea silk, bitter orange, olibanum resin, rich ambergris, cool mountain air and sheer honeydew melon.
All Arcana Wildcraft fragrances are indie, handmade, vegan, cruelty free, and free from phthalates, parabens, sulfates, endocrine disruptors, preservatives and silicones.
Arcana Wildcraft: "Musky, sharp citrus scent. The grapefruit really stands out on my skin, but there is also an underlying muskiness that reminds me a bit of Jarnsaxa, although it does not stand out as much as that one. Maybe it's the ambergris. I like it, especially after it has been on my skin for a while; it softens up while retaining the citrus bite it had in the beginning. It lasts a long time, too."
Reddit: "Aldehydes, electric, immediate; sharp brightness dilating your pupils involuntarily in a dark room. Charles Burchfield's Orion in Winter translated into scent: stars throbbing with impossible light, night sky crackling with energy. Meadow grass electric chorus, alive, buzzing, participating in the same frequency as hyperaware consciousness. Three in the morning and your mind is racing, a thousand moth wings, each drawn to multitudinous flames, darkness reaches its deepest saturation point, clocks hold their breath. Not anxiety, not exhilaration, but a secret third thing that my typo revealed to me just now: axhilirating [axhilirating: adj. the specific exhilaration that contains within it the seeds of its own anxiety; excitement at the precise frequency of existential dread.] Fairy lights threaded around the orange tree, infused with the spirit of the fruit; juiced, bulbs and strands and all; gulped in a single breath, time hiccups, everything shifts and blurs, cold light pooling in your lungs like a chandelier of stars, like the crushed peal of a high, clear bell, like swallowing the click of diamond high heels on marble. Something plasticky, glassine and strange—this entire thrumulent, glintiform experience sealed in a clear envelope, preserved for examination later, when you've had proper sleep and can make sense of this crackling complicity with life the universe and everthing, when standing in a winter meadow looking up at burning stars felt less like metaphor and more like a language that you, the only person left in the world awake and alive, can speak."
Reddit: "This one evolves a lot, and quickly. First we get the melons and citrus, with the aldehyde. Nice aldehydes BTW- they add a beautiful airiness and sparkling vibe- like this is the good aldehyde. I LOVE THE OPENING. Then the greens pop out slowly, as it dries. The citrus, and melon goes bye-bye, as they do. So it also has the dark, dry maybe-silk note that Arcana uses often, too- faintly. That emerges at this point too. (Love that weird smell; still don’t know what it is.) So it has a dry, dark green phase as the mid dry down. Finally, the resin comes out to party with a little of the dark silk and greens remaining for a bit but just resins for later on dry down. I am mid on the resinous phase; it’s a like not a love. The first hour is a love, though. I think olibanum is not my favorite resin TBH- it’s okay but I like others better. 4/5"
