Ianthe in HTN is so funny to me because she literally does not give a single fuck. Harrow’s out here fighting for her life and Ianthe is like “yup. This is exactly what I wanted. Reached my peak. No one’s stabbed me yet. You all want to die, not me though. Skill issue.” And she’s so real for that. Textbook definition of IJBOL.
you KNOW hannibal had fragrantica on that ipad too and he was leaving weird poetic reviews. i bet the perfume community loved him
he would say shit like ‘this is the very essence of a crisp walk on a late Autumn evening, the amber light glowing in each breath of poignant, rustic earthiness. Subtle yet alluring in its natural and distinguished grace. A goddess of delicate pine.’