The Edward Gorey House
We at BPAL are honored to participate in the hooplah surrounding the 100th birthday of Edward Gorey (1925-2000), the artist, writer, and designer whose distinctively playful and morbid style has inspired generations of moody, creative weirdos (like us!) and remains instantly recognizable today. This bon anniversaire marks the beginning of our partnership with The Edward Gorey House on a series of fragrant adaptations of Gorey’s masterpieces, featuring artworks courtesy of The Edward Gorey Charitable Trust.
Each of these high-quality perfume oils is presented in an 5ml amber apothecary bottle. We look forward to expanding the collection further in 2025!
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Grumblotch’s Salts Perfume Oil
Add to cartThese are not soluble in lemonade, as clarified in The Awdrey-Gore Legacy. They are, however, most likely toxic.
Pale crystals poured from a chipped glass jar, emitting a brittle whiff of bitter almond and cinnabar, swirling, undissolved, into sugar-clotted lemonade.
Artwork courtesy of the Edward Gorey Charitable Trust.
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La Dame Aux Pamplemousses Perfume Oil
Add to cartBillowing bulbous blobs of grapefruit marshmallows.
Artwork courtesy of the Edward Gorey Charitable Trust.
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La Sylphe de Forêt Noire Perfume Oil
Add to cartFrom Edward Gorey’s Scènes de Ballet.
A glimmer of white tulle in a thicket of ink-black pines, graceful as a half-spied pirouette between a silhouette of clawed branches. The hush of forest moss under satin slippers, a wisp of candle smoke, the flick of a wrist as pale as lilies beckoning through thick myrrh shadows.
Artwork courtesy of the Edward Gorey Charitable Trust.
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Raspberry Punch with Cake Crumbs Perfume Oil
Add to cartRaspberry punch with elderberry liqueur, lemon juice, a splash of gin, and a smattering of Victoria sponge crumbs.
Artwork courtesy of the Edward Gorey Charitable Trust.
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Strangled on Midsummer’s Eve Perfume Oil
Add to cartThe crime of Lady Violet at Gilravage Hall in Neglected Murderesses.
Black Darjeeling brewed to the edge of acridity, its dark tannins laced with the faint metallic sigh of tarnished silver. Bruised and rain-damp wisteria petals clinging to a loosened knot of fraying violet ribbon. The lingering ghost of charred wood from a dormant hearth drifting beneath a sweep of velvet the color of fading bruises, tangled with the ragged threads of silk-stitched roses.
Artwork courtesy of the Edward Gorey Charitable Trust.
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The Dregs of a Bottle of Vanilla Extract (Discovered in the Mud) Perfume Oil
Add to cartAlas, poor Marsh! Dribbles of masticated vanilla pods soaked in ethanol and caked with mud.
Artwork courtesy of the Edward Gorey Charitable Trust.