Limited Edition
LIMITED EDITION BLENDS
No imp’s ears are available for Limited Edition scents.
Presented in an amber apothecary glass vial.
Note: only 5ml bottles are offered in our limited edition scents. Please check the BPAL forum for stock updates. No samples can be requested for any limited edition scents, as they are not taken into consideration or assimilated into stock when the limited edition oils are made. Simply put: there are none to give. If you request a sample of a limited edition scent, we will swap for a random “permanent” scent.

LIMITED EDITION BLENDS
No imp’s ears are available for Limited Edition scents.
Presented in an amber apothecary glass vial.
Note: only 5ml bottles are offered in our limited edition scents. Please check the BPAL forum for stock updates. No samples can be requested for any limited edition scents, as they are not taken into consideration or assimilated into stock when the limited edition oils are made. Simply put: there are none to give. If you request a sample of a limited edition scent, we will swap for a random “permanent” scent.
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Fuck This Heat Perfume Oil
Add to cartWhat global warming? Slivers of ice to cool things down, lavender and hops flower to soothe the nerves.
Proceeds benefit getting the goddamn AC fixed in the front parlor at BPAL so Teddy and Claire don’t sweat to death and we don’t roast people alive at Lunacy.
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Heartshow Perfume Oil
Add to cartThis scent was crafted by Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab for Jinxed’s Heartshow event. We have a wee bit of overstock! Proceeds from the sale of this scent benefits Lutheran Settlement House in Philadelphia, PA.
Cherrywood, red amber, and red musk with a smidge of vein-blue cotton candy.
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Margaret Magdalena Muffinhead Perfume Oil
Add to cartLast week, our puppy, Maggie, went in for a routine spay. Today we found out that she has a potentially catastrophic infection, and she was rushed to emergency for exploratory surgery. The regular and emergency vet bills are massive (and climbing) so we’re doing a fundraiser for her to ensure that we are able to afford the care she needs.
Miss Margaret Magdalena is a chocolate lab baby so her perfume is a thick, smoky fudge brownie scent with a heavy handful of coffee beans. She has golden eyes with a hint of green, so I added a bit of caramelized amber and green cardamom.
Once we cover her medical bill, all proceeds from this scent above the cost of manufacture will be donated to Red Rover, an organization that shelters and cares for animals displaced by disaster and reconnects pets with their owners, rescues and cares for animals saved from abuse situations, and helps people to obtain urgent veterinary care. In addition, Red Rover works with domestic violence shelters to help survivors of domestic violence and their pets escape abusive environments together.
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Please Scream Inside Your Heart Sticker
Add to cartPlease do not stick these on or inside your heart.
Illustration by Drew Rausch for Black Phoenix!
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Please Scream Inside Your Snake Oil Perfume Oil
Add to cartTying in with our experimental work in fear: we have screamed into our Snake Oil… and we can’t stop sniffing ourselves! BPAL’s signature scent — deep, rich earthy notes swirled with vegetal musks, sugared vanilla bean, and dark spices — has been polluted by the funnel cake frenzy that is our Please Scream Inside Your Heart perfume blend. The results are so comforting, we almost forgot why we started screaming in the first place. (Almost.)
Note: This product DOES NOT come with the limited edition sticker that was included with Please Scream Inside Your Heart. Just one more thing to scream about! (Elizabeth clearly has a possum bias. -Ed)
Label art by Drew Rausch!
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Schrödinger’s Checkmark Perfume Oil
Add to cartA hubristic statement fragrance that says: You are valid, you are official, you are VERIFIED… or are you? Guess you’ll have to shell out for it first, try it on, and then see how you feel (an experience that old-school indie fragrance fans are already well accustomed to).
Anyway, we haven’t market-tested this product or cleared it with any investors. We just rushed it into production with the intention of fine-tuning later based on reactions online. So… what do you think? Would you pay for it as-is? How about now, if we claim to have made subtle improvements? We definitely made them. Wait, come back!
The scent of questionable clout: airy, sticky marshmallow fluff, oily benzoin, and blackened, slick patchouli.
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Seven Word Story: Envy Perfume Oil
Add to cartThe subject of our latest #BPAL7wordstory contest was Envy. The winning entry was submitted by Tyler Butler:
Galatea wept as Pygmalion carved new statues
Marble-white sandalwood, vanilla blossom, and orris root veined with whorls of ambergris accord, rose-touched with life, slowly shattering tears of bitter carrot seed and cistus.
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Seven Word Story: Gluttony Perfume Oil
Add to cartThe subject of our latest #BPAL7wordstory contest was Gluttony. The winning entry was submitted by Crystal Rose-Thompson:
The Sirens Eagerly Beckoned the Approaching Ship
Sea splash on murky labdanum and gleaming olibanum, veiled in lavender, diaphanous osmanthus, gilded saffron, and honey incense.
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Seven Word Story: Greed Perfume Oil
Add to cartThe subject of our latest #BPAL7wordstory contest was Greed. The winning entry was submitted by Melanie C:
Killed the last rhino for its horn.
Ambergris accord, orris root, and carrot seed.
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Seven Word Story: Lust Perfume Oil
Add to cartQuoth one of the wordiest humans who ever lived: “Brevity is the soul of wit.”
This spring we challenged friends and fans to answer that call, baring their souls (and more) in our steamy, Lust-themed #BPAL7wordstory contest
“Seduce us in seven!” we demanded, promising the winning story would be enshrined in a Limited Edition fragrance. The response was overwhelming — and downright filthy. Over eight hundred entries later, Lust found its new champion. The winning story, submitted via Twitter by @GeekDame, took flight in our perfumer’s imagination and resulted in the following myth-tinged tryst.
Congrats to the winner, and keep your quills sharp! #BPAL7wordstory is only getting started.
He breathed smoke across her pomegranate-stained lips.
Chthonic incense and blood-red pomegranate.
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Seven Word Story: Pride Perfume Oil
Add to cartThe subject of our latest #BPAL7wordstory contest was Pride. The winning entry was submitted by Cam Collins:
The alligator selfie was a bad idea.
A swampy blend of Spanish moss, green tea, green oakmoss, celery seed, cucumber, and murky black patchouli.
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Seven Word Story: Sloth Perfume Oil
Add to cartAs Baudelaire once wrote, “We revel in the laxness of the path we take.” As such, we weren’t convinced anyone would bother entering the Sloth edition of our #BPAL7wordstory contest.
Somehow, hundreds of you summoned the strength to string seven words together — plus the dozens who cheekily declined to muster more than six. The winning entry by Amy DeNies epitomizes that (lack of) effort with aplomb.
Congrats to our winner, and keep those heavy eyelids propped open — #BPAL7wordstory could strike again at any time.
can’t commit to finishing a whole banana
The effort is too much: banana weighed down by blackened cacao, bourbon vetiver, and tobacco absolute.
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Seven Word Story: Wrath Perfume Oil
Out of StockThe subject of our latest #BPAL7wordstory contest was WRATH. The winning entry was submitted by Miss Paulette:
The poison worked slowly, to her delight.
Bitter almond swirled into black patchouli, with red amber, rum absolute, and lemon peel.
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Snake Oil: 2009 Vintage Perfume Oil
Out of StockBack in 2009, we bottled a hooch-jug of Snake Oil and put it aside in a cool, dark nook. We’ll be selling the fruits of our labor and patience in 100 bottle increments.
We will be making announcements prior to each hundred-bottle release.
By far, our most popular scent! Magnetic, mysterious, and exceedingly sexual in nature. Our signature scent, deep, rich earthy notes swirled with vegetal musks, sugared vanilla bean, and dark spices.
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Water Rabbit Perfume Oil
Add to cartA new year’s blessing! Peony, China’s national flower, with bamboo for flexibility, plum blossom for perseverance, courage, and hope, tangerine for wealth, Calamondin orange for happiness, lychee for household peace, pine resin for constancy, golden kumquat for prosperity, King mandarin for good fortune, cypress for longevity, sticky rice cakes for abundance and hopes for a rich, sweet life, and a splash of blazing red of dragon’s blood to help you scare away the rampaging Nian.
Art by Yabu Chosui
Limited Edition - April, April, Der Macht Was Er Will

How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth,
Stol’n on his wing my three-and-twentieth year!
My hasting days fly on with full career,
But my late spring no bud or blossom shew’th.
Perhaps my semblance might deceive the truth
That I to manhood am arriv’d so near;
And inward ripeness doth much less appear,
That some more timely-happy spirits endu’th.
Yet be it less or more, or soon or slow,
It shall be still in strictest measure ev’n
To that same lot, however mean or high,
Toward which Time leads me, and the will of Heav’n:
All is, if I have grace to use it so
As ever in my great Task-Master’s eye.
– John Milton
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… And the Fairies Ran Away With Their Clothes Perfume Oil
Add to cartCharles Sims
Lemon-yellow sunbeams streaming through evergreen boughs, waving on wild grass. A rustle of linen, lace, and cotton, and a soft breath of fae blossoms.
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An Orchard in Spring Perfume Oil
Add to cartClaude Monet
Apple blossoms sway before a backdrop of French lavender, lilac buds, spring grasses, and a flash of crimson blossoms.
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Gioco Del Volano Perfume Oil
Add to cartMaurice Denis
A cascade of buttery pastels: pale mosses, creeping thyme, violets, carnation, white mint, lily of the valley, white jasmine, pear, and heliotrope swirled in a mist-pink sugared musk haze.
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La Pluie d’or Léon Perfume Oil
Add to cartDivine gold: yellow champa, white tea, lightning-struck amber, sparkling honey, frankincense, pearlescent orris, and skin musk.
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Le Bois Sacré Cher Aux Arts et Aux Muses Perfume Oil
Add to cartPierre Puvis de Chavannes
A serene, inspiring, contemplative blend of osmanthus, water lilies, white sandalwood, cypress, and pale incense.
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The Parca and the Angel of Death Perfume Oil
Add to cartGustave Moreau
The sun hanging low over an ever-darkening harvest of cold stone, blood red musk, inky opoponax, smoky clove husk, and vetiver root.
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The Queen and the Page Perfume Oil
Add to cartMarianne Stokes
Orris root and white sandalwood, amber silk, Oman frankincense, pine needles, and velvet mosses.
Limited Edition - Black Phoenix Doob Lab 2023

PLEASE NOTE: There is no actual doob in the doob scents at Black Phoenix Doob Lab.
Lately it seems like the whole world has gone to pot, so who are we to bogart our glorious stash of cannabis accord? This year for 4/20 we’ve laid out a whole buffet of edible-themed scents, redolent with good vibes and presented in our signature 5ml amber apothecary bottle.
The same old disclaimer applies: these are oil-based perfumes crafted for wearing on the skin, or scenting whatever needs scented. Do not consume them internally! They will not taste good, and they will not get you high. Any silliness, snackiness, or overly-deep thoughts you may encounter while wearing them are purely just placebo effect. Or maybe you’re just silly, hungry and deep? Likewise, any sloppy text messages or bad poetry written while wearing these perfumes are purely your own responsibility. You did that! We just make things smell.
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Magic Brownie Perfume Oil
Add to cartSquishy, fudgy, and pleasantly dank, with those chewy edges you like.
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Magic Cinnamon-Glazed Donut Perfume Oil
Add to cartHmm, did they hide all the green goodness in the donut, or in the glaze, or both? Better lap up every crumb n’ speck from the wax paper sleeve, just to be sure.
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Magic Double Chunk Chocolate Chip Cookie Perfume Oil
Add to cartTestimonial from labbie Tom Bloom: “Once I bought one of these to break apart into thirds and enjoy over the course of several days while traveling. Long story short, it got all smashed into gloopy crumbs in my carry-on, and I had to eyeball the proportions. Turns out I’m not so great at measuring shattered cookie clumps, so I accidentally got higher than Christ Himself right before a screening of the terrible Slenderman movie, where I sat in the dark pretending not to have a series of rolling existential crises in a near-empty theater filled with senseless screaming. By the end I was praying for death… but the cookie was delicious!”
A dense and melty confection, baked with skill and love by someone with the power to accidentally annihilate your weekend plans.
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Magic Gummies Perfume Oil
Add to cartWhoa there, pardner: this bag was supposed to last you several weeks!
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Magic Macaroon Perfume Oil
Add to cartA glistening haystack of shredded coconut, molded by hand into a tasty, wee cannonball that will knock you off right off your damn perch.
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Magic Meemaw Purse Candy Perfume Oil
Add to cartShe seems happier lately. We want whatever Meemaw’s having! Peel back the wrapper of universal consciousness and savor this hard nugget of butterscotch with a decidedly suspicious aftertaste.
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Magic Rainbow Hardshell Candy Perfume Oil
Add to cartElevator going up! Sucking on these fruity, low-dose tongue-tinglers will turn your mouth fun colors. But count ‘em out carefully — losing track of how many you’ve popped may result in overly-personal small talk on public transportation, dancing to the music playing in the grocery store, or panicking at the sound of helicopters flying overhead.
Limited Edition - Closing Out The Year With Some December’ish Art Bits

I heard a bird sing
In the dark of December.
A magical thing
And sweet to remember.
“We are nearer to Spring
Than we were in September,”
I heard a bird sing
In the dark of December.
– Oliver Herford
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Angel With Flaming Sword Perfume Oil
Add to cartEdwin Howland Blashfield
Red musk, black rose, amber, Siamese benzoin, honey musk, mimosa absolute, frankincense, red peppercorn, and choya ral.
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Monastery in the Winter Night Perfume Oil
Add to cartAlexei Savrasov
Sweet myrrh, frankincense smoke, Damascus rose resin, ambrette seed, winter mosses, and ambergris.
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Premonition Perfume Oil
Add to cartHenryk Weyssenhoff
Violet mist, blackened lavender, amber-gilded rose, and snow-streaked soil.
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Skoginterior Perfume Oil
Add to cartLudwig Munthe
Black spruce, tonka bean, snow-laden evergreens, iced sandalwood, orris root, pear blossom, and the dim glow of scarlet musk.
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The Giant Perfume Oil
Add to cartFrancisco de Goya y Lucientes
Indonesian vetiver, black orris absolute, patchouli, white pepper, mandrake root, stone dust, and oakmoss.
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The Shepherd’s Dream Perfume Oil
Add to cartHenry Fuseli
Ambergris accord, lilac mist, grey silk ambrette, wisteria, white frankincense, champa magnolia, and pink tea roses.
Limited Edition - Felis Silvestris Catus

…she flattereth by rubbing her skinne against ones Legges, how she whurleth with her voyce, having as many tunes as turnes, for she hath one voice to beg and to complain, another to testifie her delight & pleasure, another among her own kind by flattring, by hissing, by puffing, by spitting, insomuch as some have thought that they have a peculiar intelligible language among themselves. Therefore how she beggeth, playeth, leapeth, looketh, catcheth, tosseth with her foote, riseth up to strings held over her head, sometime creeping, sometimes lying on the back, playing with one foot, somtime on the belly, snatching, now with mouth, & anon with foot.
– Edward Topsell
Our ongoing series of perfumes inspired by classical artwork never seem to include as many cats as we’d like. And who has the power to change that, except for us?
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A Girl Knitting Perfume Oil
Add to cartThéodore Gérard
The stage is set for battle! A twist of wool, a rustle of silk, and a hint of cream.
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A Snug Corner Perfume Oil
Add to cartS. Sullivan
A daytime snooze in an inconvenient location: freshly baked bread, culinary herbs, and cinnamon-steamed apples.
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By Day She Made Herself into a Cat Perfume Oil
Add to cartArthur Rackham
A feral eyeshine of amber gleaming through a pool of ink-black musk.
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Cat at the Table Perfume Oil
Add to cartLéonard Tsuguharu Foujita
Place your bets: which object will hit the floor first? Grey amber, roasted white tea, Indian sandalwood, and vanilla oud.
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Cat Churning Butter Perfume Oil
Add to cartThe Rothschild Canticles, Flanders, 14th c.
One good churn deserves another: butter, cream, and a thump of frankincense.
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Cat Seen From Behind Perfume Oil
Add to cartKawabata Gyokushō
A decidedly warm shoulder: toasted sandalwood, tonka bean, rice milk, and patchouli.
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Cat Sitting on a Cushion Licking Its Paw Perfume Oil
Add to cartElizabeth Eleanor Milner
“Unbothered. Moisturized. Happy. In my lane. Focused. Flourishing.” A poof of russet velvet, hazelnut, benzoin, Roman chamomile, cedarwood, and red patchouli.
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Floral Still Life With Cat Perfume Oil
Add to cartÉmile-Gustave Couder
A decidedly unapologetic cacophony of shattered porcelain, rose petals, and peonies.
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Portrait of Magdaleine Pinceloup de la Grange née de Parseval Perfume Oil
Add to cartJean-Baptiste Perronneau
An aristocratic 18th century French perfume dabbed on lilac velvet, gently purring with soft grey amber and feline musk, and tinkling with tiny golden bells. Grasse jasmine and rose otto nestled in ambergris accord, frankincense, white sandalwood, bourbon vanilla, cardamom, amber, coriander, and galbanum.
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Raminou Perfume Oil
Add to cartSuzanne Valadon
A tawny, majestic blend of red velvet musk, golden vanilla, ambrette seed, tonka bean, sweet myrrh, oakmoss, honey, red labdanum, cashmere, patchouli, and saffron threads.
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Rest and Play Perfume Oil
Add to cartArthur Batt
Fireplace cinders, mahogany, and hearth-warmed fur.
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Sleeping Cat Perfume Oil
Add to cartWilliam Menzies Coldstream
Get comfy, you won’t be going anywhere for a while! Sweet, soft, somnambulant amber.
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Teasing Perfume Oil
Add to cartAlbert Ranney Chewett
In which the fate of one’s entire garment rests on a stray flick of a feather: mallow flower, peppermint cream, blue lilac, bourbon vanilla, benzoin, English roses, teakwood, and nutmeg.
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White Cat Perfume Oil
Add to cartClement Burlison
A portrait of feline dignity painted in bourbon vanilla cream, mallow flower, golden musk, with eyes of lemon amber.
Limited Edition - New Year, New Doodles

What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
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Die Todesstunde Perfume Oil
Add to cartAlfred Kubin
Fossilized white amber, charred sandalwood, bleak bleached cedar, white moss, and cade.
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In the Maze of Branches, the Pale Figure Appeared Perfume Oil
Add to cartOdilon Redon
Haitian vetiver, green cardamom, Himalayan cedar, iris pallida, pine pitch, oak galls, and incense smoke.
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Snowy Evening Perfume Oil
Add to cartGeorges Lemmen
Long shadows of lavender resin and red labdanum.
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The Action Perfume Oil
Add to cartMax Klinger
A shiny slush-plop of narcissus, snowdrop, terebinth, white sandalwood, razor-sharp polished steel, boot leather, and crocus.
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Zima V Lese Perfume Oil
Add to cartEduard Hein
Iced birch, arching aspen branches, evergreen needles, snow-covered stone, and warm, iridescent amber.
Limited Edition - OML, It’s Finally March

She turned to the sunlight and shook her yellow
head, and whispered to her neighbor: “Winter is dead.”
― A.A. Milne
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Blossoms Perfume Oil
Add to cartAlbert Joseph Moore
A cluster of anemone against a backdrop of peonies, white silk musk, hyacinth, Madagascar vanilla, March tulips, and white rose. -
Cold Spring, The Alien Perfume Oil
Add to cartLouisa Starr Canziani
Rain-slicked amber, wet cobblestone, ochre agarwood, tobacco absolute, tuberose, charred sandalwood, oakwood, leather, and myrrh tears dotted with cherry blossoms. -
Falling Stars Perfume Oil
Add to cartFranz Von Stuck
A blanket of benzoin and velvet indigo musk dotted with sparks of white musk, crystalline jasmine, yellow bergamot, and night-blooming flowers. -
Mysterious Garden Perfume Oil
Add to cartMargaret Macdonald Mackintosh
Misty lilac, lavender bud, white tuberose, white plum, pink labdanum, and hypnotic tendrils of springtime incense. -
The School of Silence Perfume Oil
Add to cartJean Delville
Ancient cypresses draped in champaca orchid, pink rose petals, lavender milk, and blackcurrant bud.
Limited Edition - Paintings Curated by Someone Living Through Their First Actual Winter (Ode to February)

Ichi-bito yo
Kono kasa urou
Uilo no kasa
– Matsuo Basho
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At Dusk (Boston Common at Twilight) Perfume Oil
Add to cartChilde Hassam
Frosted almond blossom with balsam, russet amber, elm wood, and birdseed.
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Malinconia Perfume Oil
Add to cartDomenico Fetti
The thief of joy: Oman frankincense, fossilized amber, white patchouli, champaca orchid, ambergris accord, myrrh resin, violet leaf, orris root, age-stained paper, chrysanthemum, and pale tendrils of smoke.
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Pendel Perfume Oil
Add to cartAlfred Kubin
A troglobiotic scent: black opoponax, sibilant white musk, black moss, shadowed stone, moonmilk, and cave-bleached serpent scales.
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Sirène Médiévale Perfume Oil
Add to cartBodleian Libraries, Douce
Rolling hills of green grass squished by kelp, seaspray, orris root, white jasmine, coconut, white sandalwood, and cucumber.
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Winter Landscape, Rime Perfume Oil
Add to cartAleksey Savrasov
Evergreens enveloped in hoarfrost, cloaked in fog. A silent lake encased in sheets of ice.
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Yukikeisetsu Perfume Oil
Add to cartSesshu Toyo
Frost-tipped hinoki, balsam, frangipani, white tea, ho wood, and honey.
Limited Edition - The Singularity II: Unguentum Ex Machina

In 2019 we fed the entire history of BPAL scent names into a neural network; from these, it was able to dream up an entirely new batch of products such as “Bayou Fluid,” “Harlequin Milk,” and “Mother’s Hot Ghosts.” Twenty of these perfumes were released as THE SINGULARITY, our first creative collaboration with artificial intelligence.
A lot sure has happened since then!
Now that the proliferation of A.I. has begun affecting workers in every industry and people from all walks of life, we can honestly say we have no idea what the future will look like. But we can offer a preview of what it might smell like, because we’ve done it again! *mad scientist cackle*
Once again, human decisions have been removed from the scent brainstorming phase. Our favorite (human) artist Drew Rausch has dutifully taken these prompts and run wild with them for our label illustrations; our perfumer (also human) has similarly pulled out all the stops, channeling these virtual scents into smelly reality at a geometric rate.
The result is The Singularity II: Unguentum Ex Machina, a fresh batch of oily, piping-hot dystopian weirdness that actually supports living artists… while still keeping us on our wrinkly human toes, creatively speaking. So, everyone wins for now?
Humans also wrote all of the descriptions, and will be bottling, labeling, and shipping the actual product. However, we did ask OpenAI’s ChatGPT to explain why humans will always remain uniquely qualified in the field of fragrance artistry, and here’s what it said:
Relying solely on Artificial Intelligence (AI) to determine what humans should smell like is a bad idea for several reasons:
Lack of understanding of human sensory experience: AI is an excellent tool for analyzing data and recognizing patterns. However, it lacks the ability to understand human sensory experiences fully. Smell is a complex sense that is deeply intertwined with our emotions, memories, and experiences. AI may be able to identify common scents that humans find pleasant, but it cannot capture the nuance and complexity of individual experiences and preferences.
Cultural and regional differences: Smell preferences can vary widely depending on cultural and regional differences. What smells pleasant to one group of people may be unpleasant or even offensive to another. AI algorithms trained on data from one region or culture may not be applicable or accurate for other populations.
Lack of creativity and innovation: AI algorithms are trained on existing data, which means they can only generate ideas based on what they have already learned. They cannot create entirely new scent profiles or take into account new trends or emerging preferences that have not yet been captured in the data.
Ethical concerns: Using AI to determine what humans should smell like raises ethical concerns about the commercialization and manipulation of human sensory experiences. It may also perpetuate unrealistic and harmful beauty standards that prioritize certain scent profiles over others.
In summary, while AI can be a valuable tool for many applications, relying on it exclusively to determine what humans should smell like is not advisable due to its limitations in understanding human sensory experiences, cultural and regional differences, lack of creativity and innovation, and ethical concerns.
Disturbingly well said! Thanks, HAL!
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Black Wooden Goat Perfume Oil
Add to cartNot a toy: scorched oak, tobacco absolute, and goat’s milk.
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Bruised Omens Perfume Oil
Add to cartHey, ouch! A violet, black lilac, and ruby musk contusion swelling over a prophetic incense of gum mastic and Oman frankincense.
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Byzantine Bean Taffy Perfume Oil
Add to cartHm, is it pronounced -tyne or -teen? In this instance, let’s default to –tean. An ornate, salty golden ribbon of taffy.
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Carousel Anesthesia Perfume Oil
Add to cartThe joy of feeling nothing: a delirious whirl of pink lime rind, white tobacco, mallow, cannabis accord, ambrette seed, ti leaf, and red grapefruit pouring into a somnambulant pool of lavender.
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Fairy Lobster Foam Perfume Oil
Add to cartEnchantment from the deep! Lobster-red maraschino cherry with a marshmallow froth.
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Foreboding Buffalo Perfume Oil
Add to cartShaggy and menacing: smoky patchouli, ochre musk, vetiver root, galangal, and cacao.
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Ghost Dragon’s Mama Perfume Oil
Add to cartIf she ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy: dragon’s blood resin, red benzoin, Tahitian vanilla flower, pink lotus, and sugared cream.
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Goblin for Chad Perfume Oil
Add to cartWould watch this rom-com! Rumpled brown leather, black oud, balsam of peru, rosewood, blackcurrant, and a splash of aftershave.
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Great Embalming Dodo Perfume Oil
Add to cartThe official oath of the Anthropocene epoch! BPAL’s Embalming Fluid concoction splashed over mango, pink pineapple, coconut, and lime.
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Grimly Squirting Zombi Perfume Oil
Add to cartNo judgment on whatever gets you off! Grave soil, mushroom spores, incense dust, green oud, and a joyless spurt of absinthe.
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Half Queen of Cigarettes Perfume Oil
Add to cartA snapped tiara of glittering amber, wild yellow tobacco flower, and smoke.
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Hot Feral Devastation Perfume Oil
Add to cartDo we use “hot” a lot in our copy? A self-fulfilling prophecy of red leather, red ginger root, cedar, and neroli.
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Hot Speckled Gloom Perfume Oil
Add to cartMaybe you should get that checked out! Sweet myrrh, patchouli root, and opoponax enflamed by red peppercorn.
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Kiss of Frogs Perfume Oil
Add to cartAmphibious and polyamorous! Moist, green plant stems smooched by pink cherries and smushed strawberries.
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Little Mr. Detestable Perfume Oil
Add to cartA loathsome cologne: clove-studded fougere and a splash of tobacco.
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Murder Peel Perfume Oil
Add to cartBPAL specializes in ominous banana perfumes, but it looks like we pushed this one too far. A deadly heel turn: slippery black banana peel, opoponax, green fig, vetiver, coconut, orange blossom, frankincense, and tobacco absolute.
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Reminiscent of Wires Perfume Oil
Add to cartThis scent is.. uh… reminiscent of wires? My impression of what it would be like to recollect fond memories of wires? Evocative of wires?
Pondering the wires of old: threads of copper, aluminum, steel, and silver, a bit of industrial lubricant, and frayed plastic.
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Scientist of Artistic Idleness Perfume Oil
Add to cartSharp, lazy, and opinionated: white sage, clove bud, black peppercorn, juniper berry, black amber, and silvered musk.
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Snooty Bat Perfume Oil
Add to cartOn Wednesdays, we wear black: sugared patchouli, nag champa, black leather, and clove.
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Strawberry Tomb Perfume Oil
Add to cartSoil-spattered overripe strawberries creeping forth from the shadowed doorway of an ivy-gripped stone mausoleum.
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Tea Funeral Perfume Oil
Add to cartPay your respects with steaming rivulets of black and green tea dribbling across black crepe and memorial lilies.
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Vacuous Me Perfume Oil
Add to cartEffervescent and spacey: fizzy white musk, lemon leaf, pineapple, and yuzu fruit. Sorry, what were we talking about?
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Violet Behemoth Perfume Oil
Add to cartA veritable kaiju of violet petals with black plum, raspberries, and indigo musk.
Limited Edition - Lightning Strikes
These perfumes were created in collaboration with PS Publishing to celebrate the release of their new Electric Dreamhouse book The Bride of Frankenstein, a companion of collected writings exploring the history and legacy of the classic horror film. Edited by Emma Westwood, contributors to this book include: Jez Conolly, Jon Towlson, Sally Christie, Dr. Dan Golding, Dr. Eloise Ross, Scott Essman, Stephen A. Russell, Lee Gambin, Dr. Andrew Nette and Cerise Howard.
It also contains a biographical essay about Elsa Lanchester written by the Lab’s own T. Bloom, who helped nudge the actress’s out-of-print 1983 memoir back into publication.
The book is released this Halloween with a foreword by none other than Sara Karloff, and is available to pre-order now!
To honor the occasion, we’ve concocted three new variations on BPAL’s original LIGHTNING perfume oil to showcase how elements of Mary Shelley’s original vision have continued to evolve over time, illuminating imaginations around the world.
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Lightning Strikes Cinema Perfume Oil
Add to cartThe scent of sitting in a darkened theater in a rainstorm circa 1935, marveling at the alchemy that transforms scribbled words into specters of light, shadow, and sound: dripping umbrellas, a nicotine haze clinging to musty velvet curtains, camphorous vapors rising from strips of hot celluloid.
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Lightning Strikes Literature Perfume Oil
Add to cartThe incendiary moment when a human hand snatches fire from the gods of creativity and channels it onto the page: a lightning storm stirred with beeswax candle smoke, yellowing notebooks, and pools of India ink.
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Lightning Strikes the Future Perfume Oil
Add to cartIconic images that ripple through decades of culture and counter-culture, forming an exquisite corpse of horror, glamour, intellectual discourse, and feminist rage that rises to meet the challenges of humanity’s increasingly uncertain fate. The ultimate lab experiment: streaks of feral red musk twining in a double-helix around a pulsing, electrified core of fossilized amber, erupting from a glimmering pool of reactor coolant.
Limited Edition - Illustrations of a Scorching August

For if the root still lives, leaves come again to the house and spread their over-reaching shade against the scorching dog star.
– Agamemnon, Aeschylus
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A Summer Night Perfume Oil
Out of StockWinslow Homer
Salt-crusted stones, azure moonlight on pale sand, ambergris clinging to cream linen, driftwood, and rose-tinted sandalwood.
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Animals at the Bottom of the Sea Perfume Oil
Out of StockOdilon Redon
It sure is weird down in Piscesland. Yellow currant, coconut water, carrot shavings, pineapple pulp, queen mandarin rind, and overripe cranberries all dunked in a bubbling and blooping deep blue musk.
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Ceres Perfume Oil
Out of StockAntoine Watteau
Billowing clouds of mallow flower, cream, and peonies, soft blushing amber, corn kernels, budding wheat, and spun sugar.
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Columns of the Temple of Neptune at Paestum Perfume Oil
Out of StockConstantin Hansen
Cypress wood and dry grasses, sun-baked stone, faded incense, and olive leaves.
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Shells Perfume Oil
Out of StockBartolomeo Bimbi
Crushed pearls, shimmering birch, and pink abalone draped in a thick, velvet mantle of russet musk, peru balsam, tonka bean, labdanum, and oud.
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The Soap Bubbles Perfume Oil
Out of StockJan van Kessel
Smoked champaca orchid, sweet brandy, frankincense resin, Moroccan jasmine absolute, King mandarin, tangerine, dried apricot, pomegranate seed, and bubbles.
Limited Edition - Sun-Scorched Scenes of September

Departing summer hath assumed
An aspect tenderly illumed,
The gentlest look of spring;
That calls from yonder leafy shade
Unfaded, yet prepared to fade,
A timely carolling.
No faint and hesitating trill,
Such tribute as to winter chill
The lonely redbreast pays!
Clear, loud, and lively is the din,
From social warblers gathering in
Their harvest of sweet lays.
Nor doth the example fail to cheer
Me, conscious that my leaf is sere,
And yellow on the bough:—
Fall, rosy garlands, from my head!
Ye myrtle wreaths, your fragrance shed
Around a younger brow!
Yet will I temperately rejoice;
Wide is the range, and free the choice
Of undiscordant themes;
Which, haply, kindred souls may prize
Not less than vernal ecstasies,
And passion’s feverish dreams.
For deathless powers to verse belong,
And they like Demi-gods are strong
On whom the Muses smile;
But some their function have disclaimed,
Best pleased with what is aptliest framed
To enervate and defile.
Not such the initiatory strains
Committed to the silent plains
In Britain’s earliest dawn:
Trembled the groves, the stars grew pale,
While all-too-daringly the veil
Of nature was withdrawn!
Nor such the spirit-stirring note
When the live chords Alcæus smote,
Inflamed by sense of wrong;
Woe! woe to Tyrants! from the lyre
Broke threateningly, in sparkles dire
Of fierce vindictive song.
And not unhallowed was the page
By wingèd Love inscribed, to assuage
The pangs of vain pursuit;
Love listening while the Lesbian Maid
With finest touch of passion swayed
Her own Æolian lute.
O ye, who patiently explore
The wreck of Herculanean lore,
What rapture! could ye seize
Some Theban fragment, or unroll
One precious, tender-hearted scroll
Of pure Simonides.
That were, indeed, a genuine birth
Of poesy; a bursting forth
Of genius from the dust:
What Horace gloried to behold,
What Maro loved, shall we enfold?
Can haughty Time be just!
– William Wordsworth
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Horses Cooling Themselves in Water Perfume Oil
Out of StockNils Kreuger
Chestnut musk, candied fig, russet amber, sweet clove bud, pecan, and myrrh.
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Tahitian Landscape Perfume Oil
Out of StockPaul Gauguin
Coconut meat, frangipani, plumeria, red torch ginger, freesia, Tahitian gardenia, palm fronds, and a cluster of wild orchids.
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Young Corn Perfume Oil
Out of StockGrant Wood
Corn husks and upturned soil, haystacks and spicy late summer breezes.
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Young Pilgrim Girl Perfume Oil
Out of StockAlexis Grimou
Black silk and crisp linen, polished abalone, wildflower honey, jasmine milk, and rose-touched sweet cream.
Limited Edition - Fire Down Below
A collection of sea chanteys, hauling and pulling shanties, sailor’s songs, and sea chants.
On Halloween 2007, Ted and I got married. Our wedding was pirate-themed: pirate invitations, pirate garb requested of all guests, pirate everything. The guy who designed and constructed our wedding clothes was one of the people from the costume department on the original Pirates of the Caribbean film (the perks of living in LA?); my wedding dress was loosely modeled on Tia Dalma’s outfit in At World’s End. I didn’t walk down the aisle to the Wedding March – the violinist played the song from the Pirates of the Caribbean ride for us while Brian – in privateer finery – escorted me to the altar. During our reception, there were nonstop pirate shanties, sailing songs, and nineteenth-century drinking songs on rotation.
Thirteen years later, I’ve got a tween that is tiktok obsessed, so of course I heard ALL about the resurgence of the sea chantey. I was saving these scents for our thirteenth anniversary – which was in 2020 – but we were drowning in pandemic horrors and the nightmare of creeping authoritarianism, so our anniversary was spent quietly and with too-little fanfare. Well, better late than never! Maybe I can talk Lilith into doing covers of some of these?
(Lilith, please – cover some of these as a favor to your ma, but maybe not the ones with the filthy lyrics til you’re a wee bit older. Actually, never mind. Let’s put a pin in this until you’re eighteen.)
Surely, the Sea Shanty (Chanty, Chantey) Renaissance is a sign of brighter times ahead! Happy (belated!) 13th Anniversary, Teddy!
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A Hundred Years Ago Perfume Oil
Add to cartWell a hundred years on the eastern shore
Oh yes, oh
Oh, a hundred years on the eastern shore
A hundred years agoWell its Bully John from Baltimore
Well I knew him well on the eastern shore
Well it’s Bully John’s the boy for me
He’s a buckle on land and a bully at sea
Well its been a long time and a very long time
Well its been a long time since I made this rhyme
Well my old mother she wrote to me
Me darling son come home from sea
Well I thought I heard the first mate cry
That bleeding top main sheave is dry
Well I thought I heard the old man say
Well it’s one more pull and then belayWell a hundred years on the eastern shore
Oh yes, oh
Oh, a hundred years on the eastern shore
A hundred years agoA woody, sea-crisp scent, sun-blasted and creaking: green vetiver and ocean mist with a blast of elemi, verbena, and wild bergamot.
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A-Rovin’ Perfume Oil
Add to cartIn Amsterdam there dwells a maid
Maid of AmsterdamIn Amsterdam there dwells a maid
Mark well what do I say
In Amsterdam there dwells a maid
And she is mistress of her tradeI’ll go no more a-rovin’ with you fair maid
A-roving, A-roving, since roving’s been my ruin
I’ll go no more a-roving with you fair maidA perfume for mistresses and masters of a very specific trade: sultry red musk, heady jasmine, tobacco leaf, red sandalwood, hay sugar, golden honey, sweet carnations, and warm leather.
Proceeds from the sale of this scent benefit Decriminalize Sex Work, a national organization pursuing a state-by-state strategy to end the prohibition of consensual adult prostitution in the United States. “We work with local organizations, advocates, and lobbyists to build community support and convince legislators to stop prostitution-related arrests. Evidence shows that decriminalizing sex work will help end human trafficking, improve public health, and promote community safety.”
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Asleep in the Deep Perfume Oil
Add to cartMany brave hearts are asleep in the deep so beware! Beware!
What of the storm when the night is o’er? There is no trace or sign!
Save where the wreckage hath strewn the shore, peaceful the sun doth shine.
But when the wild raging storm did cease, under the billows two hearts found peace.
No more to part, no more of pain, the bell may now toll its warning in vain.Loudly the bell in the old tower rings
Biding us list to the warning it brings.
Sailor take care! Sailor take care!
Danger is near thee, beware! Beware!
Beware! Beware!A hymn to all who sleep beneath the waves. Sailor beware! A lightless abyss of black plum, sea salt, opium tar accord, labdanum, and indigo benzoin.
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Boney Was a Warrior Perfume Oil
Add to cartBoney was a warrior
Way hey ya
A warrior a terrier
John FrancoisBoney fought the Russians
Way hey ya
The Russians and the Prussians
Jean FrancoisMoscow was a-blazing
Way hey ya
And Boney was a-raging
Jean FrancoisBoney went to Elba
Way hey ya
Boney he came back again
Jean FrancoisBoney went to Waterloo
Way hey ya
There he got his overthrow
Jean FrancoisThen they took him off again
Way hey ya
Aboard the Billy Ruffian
Jean FrancoisHe went to Saint Helena,
Way hey ya
There he was a prisoner,
Jean FrancoisBoney broke his heart and died
Way hey ya
Away in Saint Helena
Jean FrancoisA brief and succinct biography of Napoleon jumbled with the French shanty, Jean François de Nantes. Relevant to our shared interests: Napoleon was a fragrance connoisseur, and he kept a standing order with his perfumer for a delivery of fifty bottles per month.
A fresh, light Napoleonic-era cologne with hints of rosemary, almond, oakmoss, and jasmine.
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Good Ship Venus Perfume Oil
Add to cartThe third mate’s name was Morgan
By God he was a gorgon
From half past eight he played till late
Upon the captain’s organThe rest of the lyrics are too bawdy for me to post outside of a Lupercalia warning.
Salt-crusted wooden planks warmed by cardamom, 7-year aged patchouli, tonka bean, mace, and black pepper.
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Hanging Johnny Perfume Oil
Add to cartThey call me Hanging Johnny
Away, boys, away!
But I never hanged nobody
So hang, boys, hang!They says I hanged my graddy
And then I hanged my familyThey says I hanged my mother
It is they and my brotherI hanged a rotten liar
But I hanged a bloody friarThey tells I hang for money
But hanging’s so bloody funnyWe all will hang together
It’s all for better weatherI’d hang to make things jolly, I’d hang all wrong and folly, we all will hang together: hemp rope, red sandalwood, and white cedar.
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Haul on the Bowline Perfume Oil
Add to cartHaul on the bowlin’, the bully ship’s a-rolling,
Haul on the bowlin’, the bowlin’ haul!
Haul on the bowlin’, Kitty is me darlin’.
Haul on the bowlin’, Kitty comes from Liverpool.
Haul on the bowlin’, it’s a far cry to payday.A short-haul shanty for getting the job done. A thumping chant of patchouli, tobacco absolute, black cedar, and cocoa bean.
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Leave Her, Johnny Perfume Oil
Add to cartOh the times are hard and the wages low
Leave her, Johnny, leave her
Oh the times are hard and the wages low
And it’s time for us to leave her.Oh my old mother she wrote to me
‘My dear son, come home from sea.’It was rotten meat and weevilly bread
‘You’ll eat or starve,’ the Old Man said.I thought I heard the Old Man say
‘You can go ashore and collect your pay.’It’s time for us to say goodbye
For the old pierhead is drawing nigh.Leave her, Johnny, leave her
Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her
The voyage is done and the winds don’t blow
And it’s time for us to leave her.A sailor’s love song to her ship: Laotian oud, white cedarwood, sweet black patchouli, spiced rum, blackened fig, and coconut.
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Roll the Old Chariot Perfume Oil
Add to cartOh, a drop of Nelson’s blood wouldn’t do us any harm,
Oh, a drop of Nelson’s blood wouldn’t do us any harm,
Oh, a drop of Nelson’s blood wouldn’t do us any harm,
An’ we’ll all hang on behind!So we’ll ro-o-oll the old chariot along!
An’ we’ll roll the golden chariot along!
So we’ll ro-o-oll the old chariot along!
An’ we’ll all hang on behind!It is said that after Horatio Nelson’s death at the Battle of Trafalgar, his body was preserved in a cask of rum (or in some tales, brandy) in order to preserve it for transport back to England. When the cask arrived, though, it was empty of spirits, and a hole in the cask was found where the sailors had been sucking the booze out with a straw.
Oak planks, iron, brandy, and spiced rum.
The remains of Vice-Admiral Nelson have been omitted from this fragrance.
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Row Bullies Row Perfume Oil
Add to cartThe boardinghouse masters came aboard in a trice
A shouting and a promising all that was nice
Til one old crib took a liking to me
Says he you’re a fool, lad, to follow the seaAnd it’s row, row bullies row
Says he there’s a job as is waiting for you
With lashings of liquor and beggar-all to do
Says he what you say lad, will you? – or two?
Says I you old bastard, I’m damned if I doAnd it’s row, row bullies row
But the best of intentions they never goes far
After thirty two days at the door of the bar
I tossed off me liquor and what do you think
That rotten old bastard had doctored me drinkAnd it’s row, row bullies row
Next I remember I woke in the morn
On a the three skysail yarder bound south round Cape Horn
With an old set of oilskins and two pair of socks
And an IOU nailed to the lid of my boxAnd it’s row, row bullies row
Honeyed rum, a whiff of almond, and a hint of something suspiciously soporific.
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The Wellerman Perfume Oil
Add to cartThere was a ship that put to sea,
And the name of the ship was the Billy at Tea
The wind came up, her bow dipped down,
Blow, my bully boys, blow.Soon may the Wellerman come
And bring us sugar and tea and rum.
One day, when the tonguin’ is done,
We’ll take our leave and go.She had not been two weeks from shore
When down on her a right whale bore.
The captain called all hands and swore
He’d take that whale in tow.Before the boat had hit the water
The whale’s tail came up and caught her.
All hands to the side, harpooned and fought her,
She dived down below.A line we dropped all in pursuit
She raised her tail, a last salute.
But the harpoon lodged there’s no dispute
She dived down below.For six long days and six long nights
She drove us south with all her might,
Until we were too tired to fight,
Then we let her go.The line was cut, the whale was freed;
The Captain’s mind was not on greed.
He belonged to the sailor’s creed
And he let that whale go.Sugar, tea, and rum.
Limited Edition - 7 Word Story
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Seven Word Story: Envy Perfume Oil
Add to cartThe subject of our latest #BPAL7wordstory contest was Envy. The winning entry was submitted by Tyler Butler:
Galatea wept as Pygmalion carved new statues
Marble-white sandalwood, vanilla blossom, and orris root veined with whorls of ambergris accord, rose-touched with life, slowly shattering tears of bitter carrot seed and cistus.
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Seven Word Story: Gluttony Perfume Oil
Add to cartThe subject of our latest #BPAL7wordstory contest was Gluttony. The winning entry was submitted by Crystal Rose-Thompson:
The Sirens Eagerly Beckoned the Approaching Ship
Sea splash on murky labdanum and gleaming olibanum, veiled in lavender, diaphanous osmanthus, gilded saffron, and honey incense.
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Seven Word Story: Greed Perfume Oil
Add to cartThe subject of our latest #BPAL7wordstory contest was Greed. The winning entry was submitted by Melanie C:
Killed the last rhino for its horn.
Ambergris accord, orris root, and carrot seed.
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Seven Word Story: Lust Perfume Oil
Add to cartQuoth one of the wordiest humans who ever lived: “Brevity is the soul of wit.”
This spring we challenged friends and fans to answer that call, baring their souls (and more) in our steamy, Lust-themed #BPAL7wordstory contest
“Seduce us in seven!” we demanded, promising the winning story would be enshrined in a Limited Edition fragrance. The response was overwhelming — and downright filthy. Over eight hundred entries later, Lust found its new champion. The winning story, submitted via Twitter by @GeekDame, took flight in our perfumer’s imagination and resulted in the following myth-tinged tryst.
Congrats to the winner, and keep your quills sharp! #BPAL7wordstory is only getting started.
He breathed smoke across her pomegranate-stained lips.
Chthonic incense and blood-red pomegranate.
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Seven Word Story: Pride Perfume Oil
Add to cartThe subject of our latest #BPAL7wordstory contest was Pride. The winning entry was submitted by Cam Collins:
The alligator selfie was a bad idea.
A swampy blend of Spanish moss, green tea, green oakmoss, celery seed, cucumber, and murky black patchouli.
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Seven Word Story: Sloth Perfume Oil
Add to cartAs Baudelaire once wrote, “We revel in the laxness of the path we take.” As such, we weren’t convinced anyone would bother entering the Sloth edition of our #BPAL7wordstory contest.
Somehow, hundreds of you summoned the strength to string seven words together — plus the dozens who cheekily declined to muster more than six. The winning entry by Amy DeNies epitomizes that (lack of) effort with aplomb.
Congrats to our winner, and keep those heavy eyelids propped open — #BPAL7wordstory could strike again at any time.
can’t commit to finishing a whole banana
The effort is too much: banana weighed down by blackened cacao, bourbon vetiver, and tobacco absolute.
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Seven Word Story: Wrath Perfume Oil
Out of StockThe subject of our latest #BPAL7wordstory contest was WRATH. The winning entry was submitted by Miss Paulette:
The poison worked slowly, to her delight.
Bitter almond swirled into black patchouli, with red amber, rum absolute, and lemon peel.