Wild Hearses

Whether you’re a chauffeur or just a loafer, we want you to be the best-smelling soul in the cemetery. 2025’s WILD HEARSES are a series of 5ml perfume oils which ask important questions about life, death, and the liminal states in between. For example: have you heard the one about the overeager hearse driver? He got fired for parking on the shoulder.

I know, I know: a graveyard joke, in October? Groundbreaking.

  • Cherry Cola Hearse Perfume Oil

    *clinks bottles*

    *clinks shovels*

     

    How about one for the road? Fizzy pop and a syrupy slick of motor oil splashed across disintegrating tan leather seats.

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  • Convertible Hearse Perfume Oil

    The cadaver, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind: a chilly whoosh of dead leaves seasoned with the perfect amount of smog.

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  • Headless Hearseman Perfume Oil

    A bottomless swirl of black leather, dead branches, and flaming pumpkin guts.

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  • Hearse of Pancakes Perfume Oil

    There’s still a little time to kill before the viewing… surely it wouldn’t hurt to stop for a short stack? Black coffee, syrup-drenched buckwheat cakes, and a crusty cruller for the road.

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  • Hiss & Hearse Perfume Oil

    A dribble of Dorian and a squiggle of Snake Oil, delicately stirred with a moss-crusted muddy shovel.

     

    2017 staff photo by Jason Thompson

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  • Hot Pink Hearse Perfume Oil

    A dream hearse for anyone who grew up presiding over numerous doll funerals: flashy pink guava, strawberry jam, sugared pink grapefruit, blackberry, bergamot, and pink champagne adorned with a gleaming chrome Landau bar.

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  • Lime Green Hearse Perfume Oil

    A shiny, genteel, vintage ride for all those who feel dead inside: lime rind, citron, petitgrain, white musk, a swish of bay rum and a bit of black pepper. 

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  • White Satin Hearse Perfume Oil

    Don’t you just love that new hearse smell? A stylish, contemporary corpse-carrier for the most discriminating clientele: traces of embalming fluid clinging to white satin curtains and fresh white leather seats.

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