The Labyrinth Collection
Scents based on Jim Henson’s Labyrinth film.
PERFUME OIL BLENDS
Presented in an amber apothecary vial.
Because of the nature of this project, imps are not available for any Labyrinth scents.
$32.00
“I ain’t never been no one’s friend before.”
Fermented pumpkin, brown leather, dust, tobacco leaf, and dark woods.
The Labyrinth Collection
Scents based on Jim Henson’s Labyrinth film.
PERFUME OIL BLENDS
Presented in an amber apothecary vial.
Because of the nature of this project, imps are not available for any Labyrinth scents.
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The farmhouse was dark and shut up. The meadows were overgrown and seemed abandoned. The farm roof was crumbling at the back; it was covered in black plastic sheeting. They jolted over a ridge and Shadow saw it there.
It was silver-gray and it was higher than the farm-house. It was the most beautiful tree Shadow had ever seen: spectral and yet utterly real and almost perfectly symmetrical. It also looked instantly familiar: he wondered if he had dreamed it, then he realized that no, he had seen it before, or a representation of it man, many times. It was Wednesday’s silver tie pin.
The VW bus jolted and bumped across the meadow, and it came to a stop about twenty feet from the trunk of the tree.
There were three women standing by the tree. At first glance Shadow thought they were the Zorya, but no, they were three women he did not know. They looked tired and bored, as if they had been standing there a long time. Each of them held a wooden ladder. The biggest also carried a brown sack. They looked like a set of Russian dolls: a tall one – she was Shadow’s height, or even taller – a middle-sized one, and a woman so short and hunched that at first glance Shadow wrongly supposed her to be a child. They looked so much alike that Shadow was certain the women must be sisters.
The smallest of the women dropped to a curtsey when the bus drew up. The other two just stared. They were sharing a cigarette, and they smoked it down to the filter before one of them stubbed it out against a root.
Dusty, ancient wood, horehound, and sage, with viper’s bugloss, mugwort, chamomile, nettle, apple blossom, chervil, and ashes.
An exotic, sultry blend of tobacco leaf, bay rum and heady Caribbean blossoms.
“It bit me!”
“What did you expect fairies to do?”
“I thought they did nice things.
Like — like granting wishes.”
“Shows what you know, don’t it?”
Osmanthus and raw honey with lavender, chamomile, white peppermint, raspberry, honeysuckle, thyme, bergamot, and Dracula orchid.
Adam, our suicidally romantic scoundrel. His scent is a palette of somber colors, melancholy memories, and lupine, savage beauty: black leather, pale sandalwood, ambergris accord, and the memory of a long-lost Victorian fougère. His internal life seems to be reflected in his lair, so his perfume also possesses the scent of the wood of his guitars, the rosin from his violin bow, the musty wool of neglected Oriental carpets, the plastic, metal, and magnetic tape of his reel-to-reel, the dust that permeates everything.
Ivy.Grims –
This is a rather strong and enticing scent, for sure. My boyfriend said it reminded him of a smoky chocolate pumpkin. Smell lasts for a long time. I really do enjoy this one as I prefer stronger, longer lasting scents). Definitely a great autumn scent, but I’ll wear this one throughout the year. Love it! 5/5
crystallineknowledge –
This scent is one of the longer-lasting ones of the Labyrinth collection, and everyone who smelled it on me, including myself, said I smelled like cookies. It’s definitely a delicious, foodie scent, but one that dries out to a sharper, almost bitter note that I think is probably the tobacco leaf or maybe the leather. It kind of made me hungry while wearing it, and while I don’t know if this scent really encapsulates Hoggle as a character, it definitely was a smell I didn’t mind wearing.