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We specialize in formulating body and household blends with a dark, romantic Gothic tone. Our scents run the aesthetic gamut of magickal, pagan and mythological blends, Renaissance, Medieval and Victorian formulas, and horror / Gothic-themed scents.

By utilizing our knowledge of herbalism and aromatherapy, the conceptual theories of hermetic alchemy, and the aesthetic artistry of perfumery, we have mastered the art of encapsulating allegorical ideas into singular olfactory experiences. We are the first of our kind, and have over fifteen years of practical experience in the field. Our expertise shows.

We pride ourselves on the artistry of our products, and our skill in their creation. All of our products are hand-blended here in our laboratory. Integrity and dedication is vitally important to us, and we do our best to provide the best possible product and slavishly good service to all our clients. Click here to learn more about Black Phoenix and our one-of-a-kind offerings.

Shiny & New: Most Recent Updates

The Many Moons of March

February 28, 2018

2018 kicked off with some extremely auspicious lunar activity, and we’re here for it. Grab the following blends while you can! “Once in a blue moon” might not be as rare as people think, but the following perfume interpretations by Beth, Brian, and Lilith (plus this month’s hat-tip to Saturn)…

Lupercalia

February 8, 2018

Happy Lupercalia, perverts! Winter is here, and we’ve got to keep warm somehow! Please note: there are boobs, butts, and all manner of genitalia spattered across the entirety of the Lupercalia series on both Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab and Black Phoenix Trading Post – as well as graphic depictions of…

RAINN and Supermoon Updates

January 30, 2018

Hello, all! The Blue Moon is upon is, and Luna Azul and Blue Moon have returned for their second run this month. Accompanying them, we have two other dinner guests: MOONS OF SATURN: FORNJOT How should the wind be periphrased? Thus: call it son of Fornjót, Brother of the Sea…

Weenies 2017

September 26, 2017

++ BLACK PHOENIX ALCHEMY LAB: HALLOWEEN 2017 The skies have darkened, and summer’s last bright green leaf has turned. Halloween is here at Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab. ++ HALLOWEEN 2017: PILE OF LEAVES Every leaf tells a story. ++ HALLOWEEN 2017: SINGLE NOTES Black Phoenix’s cheeky interpretation of the iconic…

Lilith 2017

August 30, 2017

Lilith, my angel, I love you with all my heart. I love the hiccup’ing snorts of your bellylaugh, I love the strange stormy grey of your eyes. I love your fart jokes and your songs, I love our late night talks. I love everything about you, from your taste in…

Songs of Midday Darkness, Lunacy, and More

August 8, 2017

If you felt left out of our summer travel plans (SDCC and Midsummer Scream were outstanding!) then perhaps the following will make it up to you: a cluster of small scent collections serving as a veritable sampler platter of the best 2017 has to offer. Firstly, the path of this…

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  • Alice

    Curiouser and curiouser. Milk and honey with rose, carnation and bergamot.
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  • Mouse Circus

    In the flat above Coraline’s, under the roof, was a crazy old man with a big mustache. He told Coraline that he was training a mouse circus. He wouldn’t let anyone see it. “One day, little Caroline, when they are all ready, everyone in the whole world will see the wonders of my mouse circus. You ask me why you cannot see it now. Is that what you asked me?” “No,” said Coraline quietly, “I asked you not to call me Caroline. It’s Coraline.” “The reason you cannot see the mouse circus,” said the man upstairs, “is that the mice are not yet ready and rehearsed. Also, they refuse to play the songs I have written for them. All the songs I have written for the mice to play go oompah oompah. But the white mice will only play toodle oodle, like that. I am thinking of trying them on different types of cheese.” A toodle oodle of pink cotton candy noses, vanilla spun sugar fur, scattered kernels of popcorn, and a touch of polished golden wood.
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  • The Cat

    There was a polite noise from behind her. She turned around. Standing on the wall next to her was a large black cat, identical to the large black cat she’d seen in the grounds at home. “Good afternoon,” said the cat. Its voice sounded like the voice at the back of Coraline’s head, the voice she thought words in, but a man’s voice, not a girl’s. “Hello,” said Coraline. “I saw a cat like you in the garden at home. You must be the other cat.” The cat shook its head. “No,” it said. “I’m not the other anything. I’m me.” It tipped its head to one side; green eyes glinted. “You people are spread all over the place. Cats, on the other hand, keep ourselves together. If you see what I mean.” “I suppose. But if you’re the same cat I saw at home, how can you talk?” Cats don’t have shoulders, not like people do. But the cat shrugged, in one smooth movement that started at the tip of its tail and ended in a raised movement of its whiskers. “I can talk.” “Cats don’t talk at home.” “No?” said the cat. “No,” said Coraline. The cat leaped smoothly from the wall to the grass near Coraline’s feet. It stared up at her. “Well, you’re the expert on these things,” said the cat dryly. “After all, what would I know? I’m only a cat.” Sleek, black, dark, and clever: benzoin, honey, cedar, and dark musk.
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  • O

    The scent of sexual obsession, slavery to sensual pleasure, and the undercurrent of innocence defiled utterly. Amber and honey with a touch of vanilla.
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  • The Last Unicorn

    The unicorn lived in a lilac wood, and she lived all alone. She was very old, though she did not know it, and she was no longer the careless color of sea foam, but rather the color of snow falling on a moonlit night. But her eyes were still clear and unwearied, and she still moved like a shadow on the sea. Frosty lilac petals, iris pallida root, orris, violet leaf, white chocolate, coconut, wild lettuce, white sandalwood, and oakmoss.
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  • Jareth

    “I ask for so little. Just let me rule you… and you can have everything that you want. Just fear me… …love me… …do as I say and I will be your slave.” Ethereal lilac fougere and gleaming leather with ti leaf, tonka absolute, white musk, and oudh.
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  • Lust

    Uncontrollable passion and insatiable sexual desire: red musk, patchouli, ylang ylang and myrrh.
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  • Dorian

    The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. Resist it, and your soul grows sick with longing for the things it has forbidden to itself. Inspired by and created for my beloved Tedwin: my eternal, beautiful, wicked Dorian Gray. Refined, elegant, and lovely, with a noble bearing and seemingly gentle air. This blend is an artful deception: a sweet gilded blossom lying over a twisted and corrupted core. A Victorian fougere with three pale musks and dark, sugared vanilla tea.
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