This scent is so eerie. It makes me think of aliens probing people in the sterile, white minimalist interior of an ovoid spaceship. But its aftertaste also reminds me of the "ice cream" my boyfriend makes when we're extremely poor and late on rent. He blends restaurant Sweet n' Low, milk, and ice and it actually comes out pretty tasty. It smells very different when applied to the wrist, as opposed to the crook of the elbow. In the crook of the elbow, it is extremely peppery, and the rose note screams. On the wrist, it is more poor man's ice cream, a child's dropped dessert and tears. This witch's milk is cursed, and it's really unsettling but strangely addictive.