Halloween 2025 Main

As of this writing on a lovely September afternoon, everyone who works at BPAL seems to have some kind of Halloween project going on in the background, whether related to costume creation, home decor, or brewing up frightful treats. And this doesn’t even count as “early” to most ‘Weenie wackos!

Our relatively recent tradition of previewing Halloween fragrances at Dragon Con has been incredibly useful in terms of getting us in the spooky spirit. And then we get to witness others’ enjoyment of it, which proves contagious. (If we’re lucky, this joy is the only infection we brought home from Atlanta this year. Get thee behind us, Con Crud!)

This year’s series is like a scrapbook stuffed with snippets from artists we love – illustrations from John Herndon, Becky Munich, and Drew Rausch are back in rotation – as well as our own personal experiences, tastes, humor, and horrors. Even this year’s literary component, a fragrant adaptation of the short story The Yellow Wallpaper, is connected to memories of the childhood discovery that words printed on a page can affect a person more brutally than anything they’d ever seen on a screen or in real life.

And of course, by now some of the perfumes in our Main Category of ‘Weenies have been in rotation for over twenty years. To the extent that little bottles of oily essence can function as scraps in a book, we share your pleasure in revisiting them, rereading the descriptions, and inhaling the contents, wondering how on earth this all happened.

May your season be filled with such fragrant remembrances, in whatever form those take. May our ghosts feel invited to visit and speak, and may their messages stand a chance of being heard before we’ve passed out of range, slipping back into winter’s relative peace and silence.

  • Absinthe Pancakes Perfume Oil

    Flapjacks drowning in an intoxicating blend containing wormwood essence, light mints, cardamom, anise, hyssop, and the barest hint of lemon.

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  • Araw Ng Mga Patay

    Araw Ng Mga Patay 2025 Perfume Oil

    The first half of Undas, this is the Day of the Dead in the Philippines. It is a time to remember those who have passed before you, and to do honor to your ancestors. Crypts are whitewashed, cemetery plots are weeded, cleaned, groomed, and decorated with bushels of bright flowers. Offerings of sweets are made to the departed and shared with the living, and toasts are made in remembrance.

     

    A cheerful, raucous celebration of life and death: bouquets overflowing with gerbera daisies, waling waling, sampaguita, ylang ylang, hibiscus, night-blooming dama de noche, santan, and everlasting flower with piles upon piles of bibingka, ube halaya, rice muffins, champorado, purple yam cake, and turon, and plates of gooey kalabasa leche flan.

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  • Autumn Overlooked my Knitting 2025 Perfume Oil

    Autumn — overlooked my Knitting

    Dyes — said He — have I

    Could disparage a Flamingo

    Show Me them — said I

     

    Cochineal — I chose — for deeming

    It resemble Thee

    And the little Border — Dusker

    For resembling Me

     

    For my knitter posse! A warm scent, as delicate as lace and as soft as cashmere, and as cozy as wool, punctuated with red currant for the blazing red of cochineal and surrounded by a border of soft grey ambergris and a swirl of autumn leaves.

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  • Black Eyeliner Perfume Oil

    A 99-cent drugstore eyeliner freshly melted with a Bic lighter, in concert with the leathery metallic gleam of a well-loved pyramid spike bracelet.

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  • Black Lipstick 2025 Perfume Oil

    A goth awakening: waxy drugstore lipstick and clove cig residue.

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  • Black Velvet & Red Lamé Perfume Oil

    A scent inspired by the debris left over from frantic last-minute costuming sessions. Torn scraps of velvety black voodoo lily mingled with dried rose petals and a flash of red peppercorn.

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  • Bone Apple Teeth Perfume Oil

    Saying “bone apple teeth” instead of “bon appétit” seems to take on a special meaning in the context of Halloween treats. Here’s a scent commemorating the allure of everything our dentist would have us avoid: a luscious red apple rendered nigh impenetrable by armored plates of toffee and caramel, sprinkled with bone-dry cinnamon-glazed almonds and hard bits of popcorn.

    Label artwork by Drew Rausch

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  • Brandied Pumpkin Perfume Oil

    Roasted pumpkin soaked in golden brandy, clove, nutmeg, and vanilla absolute.

    Label artwork by Drew Rausch

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  • Dark Macademia Perfume Oil

    These are dark times indeed… so here’s a gourmand for the brooding scholar. The warm, nutty richness of roasted macadamia folded into the dry papery musk of time-worn tomes bound in crackled leather; golden drips of beeswax candlelight flicker against polished teakwood shelves, while the smoky warmth of fireplace smoke lingers in the air.

    (Nutty portmanteau absolutely intended. Don’t @ us.)
     

    Photo: Yale law school library, 1870s

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  • Flor de Muerto Perfume Oil

    The orange marigold, or zempasúchitl, has been one of Death’s symbols since the pre-Columbian era. The yellow and orange petals are believed to represent the rays of the sun, bringing joy and light to the souls dwelling in the realm of the dead. These flowers surround Day of the Dead altars to guide the spirits to their offerings.

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  • Graveyard Dirt 2025 Perfume Oil

    This is the scent of pure graveyard dust, spattered with grave loam and dusted lightly with tombstone moss.

     

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  • Gummi Fangs Perfume Oil

    With apologies to Bram Stoker: though sympathy alone can’t alter facts, it can help to make them more bearable… and so can a mouthful of gummi fangs! Daub your pulse points with the scent of chewy red fruit gums and shining white vanilla teeth.

     

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  • Halloween Hagelslag Perfume Oil

    Who wants to go Dutch with us on a warm slice of buttered pumpkin bread covered in chocolate candy sprinkles (jimmies, because we’re in Philly now)?

     

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  • In Night When Colors all to Black are Cast 2025 Perfume Oil

    An inner darkness: ink-black vegetal musk, opoponax, velvet myrrh, nagarmotha, black champa, labdanum, and plum honey. 

    Label artwork by Drew Rausch

     

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  • Is She, You Know? Perfume Oil

    Ladies, is it gay to have a skeletal system? Short answer: YES! Because the human wrist was undeniably made to flap and go “enh.”

     

    There are many theories about the historical origin of the so-called “limp wrist” gesture, which has bedeviled arbiters of masculine/feminine presentation since at least the ancient Roman times. So when we defiantly flop our phalanges, we’re reclaiming a time-honored tradition! And letting our skeletons do what they do most naturally: camp it up.

     

    Did you know the human wrist is made up of eight small bones, plus the forearm’s radius and ulna? Factor in the four small ones that comprise that lightly extended pinkie finger, and the number of bones required to execute this delicate maneuver add up to FOURTEEN. No wonder we’re always so tired.

     

    So defy nature if you truly must, but never forget: when bones are all that’s left of you, the wrists will be extra floppy. And we think that’s worth celebrating while you’re still alive!

     

    This scent debuted in 2023 as “Is He, You Know” but since this is commonly deployed as an equal-opportunity aphorism, we’ve created a campy companion scent: sweet 13-year aged patchouli, peru balsam, white oakmoss, spikenard, bourbon vanilla, sugar cane, and a sprig of lilac.

    Art by Drew Rausch

     

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  • La Calavera Catrina 2025 Perfume Oil

    The Lady of the Graveyard! Autumn leaves, wild roses, bourbon vanilla, dry chamomile, and a bouquet of bright chrysanthemums and Mexican marigolds.

     

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  • Mictecacihuatl 2025 Perfume Oil

    Known as the Mistress of Bones and the Lady of the Dead, she is the Queen of Mictlan, the Aztec Underworld, who still presides over today’s Day of the Dead rituals. Sometimes known now as La Huesuda, she brings peace and joy to the spirits of the deceased, and blesses the living who do honor to those who have passed before them.

     

    Copal, precious woods, warm spices, agave nectar, cigar tobacco, and roses.

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  • October 2025 Perfume Oil

    Ay, thou art welcome, heaven’s delicious breath! 

    When woods begin to wear the crimson leaf, 

    And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief 

    And the year smiles as it draws near its death. 

    Wind of the sunny south! oh, still delay 

    In the gay woods and in the golden air,

     Like to a good old age released from care, 

    Journeying, in long serenity, away. 

    In such a bright, late quiet, would that I 

    Might wear out life like thee, ‘mid bowers and brooks 

    And dearer yet, the sunshine of kind looks, 

    And music of kind voices ever nigh; 

    And when my last sand twinkled in the glass, 

    Pass silently from men, as thou dost pass.  

     

    Dry, cold autumn wind. A rustle of red leaves, a touch of smoke and sap in the air.

    Label artwork by Drew Rausch

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  • Plastic Rats Perfume Oil

    A tribute to the squeaky plastic rats that haunt every Halloween bin — adorable little horrors with gleaming eyes and crooked tails. Shiny black licorice, grey amber, and a dusting of smoky black pepper.

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  • PSL: Pumpkin Snake Latte 2025 Perfume Oil

    Basically what I smell like every autumn.

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  • Pumpkin Latte 2025 Perfume Oil

    Espresso, pumpkin syrup, smoky vanilla bean, milk, raw sugar, and a dash of cinnamon and nutmeg.

    Label artwork by Drew Rausch

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  • Pumpkin Popcorn Perfume Oil

    Pumpkin spiced and buttery.

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  • Pumpkin Root Beer Float Perfume Oil

    You’re a grownup, no one can stop you from slurping up clouds of rooty foam from around a giant glump of pumpkin ice cream squished into a frosted goblet.

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  • Pumpkin Trash Bag 2025 Perfume Oil

    A crinkly, crunchy, cartoony jack-o-lantern scent, stuffed full of leaves and eager to please: orange blossom, blood orange, and orange hard candy with pumpkin pulp and smushed leaves.

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  • Pumpkin Zucchini Bread Perfume Oil

    Nothing will squash our interest in creating new pumpkin scents!

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  • Pumpkinville 2025 Perfume Oil

    A pumpkin-spiced homage to this very limited Convergence 12 BPAL perfume from 2006: a sultry, sweet red musk blend with pumpkin spices and pumpkin pulp.

    Artwork by Becky Munich

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  • Samhain 2025 Perfume Oil

    Truly the scent of autumn itself — damp woods, fir needle, and black patchouli with the gentlest touches of warm pumpkin, clove, nutmeg, allspice, sweet red apple and mullein.

    Label artwork by Drew Rausch

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  • Sidewalk Apples Perfume Oil

    Tartly sweet, brusquely pavement-kissed, zesty with fermentation, dusted with leaf-litter, and relished by opportunistic squirrels craving a tipple.

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  • Spooky 2025 Perfume Oil

    This classic BPAL Halloweenie dating back to 2003 has returned from the grave! A maddeningly festive blend of warm, buttery rum, cocoa, coconut, vanilla and a jolt of peppermint – a sweet, decadent, slightly silly scent, reminiscent of rum-laced holiday cookies.

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  • Sugar Skull 2025 Perfume Oil

    Vibrant with the joy and sweetness of life in death! A blend of five sugars, lightly dusted with candied fruits.

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  • The Death of Autumn 2025 Perfume Oil

    Dark amber, dead leaves, khus, saffron, bitter clove, chrysanthemum, camellia, galangal, and a drop of oud.

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  • The Hag Perfume Oil

    The Hag is astride,

    This night for to ride;

    The Devill and shee together:

    Through thick, and through thin,

    Now out, and then in,

    Though ne’r so foule be the weather.

     

    A Thorn or a Burr

    She takes for a Spurre:

    With a lash of a Bramble she rides now,

    Through Brakes and through Bryars,

    O’re Ditches, and Mires,

    She followes the Spirit that guides now.

     

    No Beast, for his food,

    Dares now range the wood;

    But husht in his laire he lies lurking:

    While mischiefs, by these,

    On Land and on Seas,

    At noone of Night are working,

     

    The storme will arise,

    And trouble the skies;

    This night, and more for the wonder,

    The ghost from the Tomb

    Affrighted shall come,

    Cal’d out by the clap of the Thunder.

     

    Black musk, bay leaves, galangal, bourbon vetiver, blackcurrant, and rum.

    Label artwork by Drew Rausch

     

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  • The Shadowed Veil 2025 Perfume Oil

    A strangely sensual, darkly fae All Hallow’s Eve cologne, a perfume of the Otherworld: black pumpkin, leather, pomegranate incense, agarwood, and bourbon patchouli.

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  • Ube Pumpkin Cheesecake Perfume Oil

    Piles of ube pumpkin cheesecake batter blorped into a brown sugar graham cracker crust.

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  • Vintage Kitty Blow Molds Perfume Oil

    Hollow plastic shells of mango sherbet and musky black clove echoing with a ghostly miaow of glowing amber.

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