Carrot Seed

  • Falling Leaves Moon 2020 Perfume Oil

    Today, as I rode by,
    I saw the brown leaves dropping from their tree
    In a still afternoon,
    When no wind whirled them whistling to the sky,
    But thickly, silently,
    They fell, like snowflakes wiping out the noon;
    And wandered slowly thence
    For thinking of a gallant multitude
    Which now all withering lay,
    Slain by no wind of age or pestilence,
    But in their beauty strewed
    Like snowflakes falling on the Flemish clay.

    – Margaret Postgate Cole

    A cascade of fading leaves against a backdrop of grey ambergris, grassy vetiver, carrot seed, fossilized amber, green cardamom, cinnamon husk, saffron, tobacco flower, and bay laurel.

    The accompanying Lunacy Tee can be found here!

    It is our distinct honor to continue our collaboration with the Caldecott-winning Dan Santat: Author/Illustrator on 2020’s Lunacy series, with FALLING LEAVES MOON.

    You can visit Dan’s Amazon author page here.

    If you love children’s literature, you must pick up “Beekle,” “After the Fall,” “Drawn Together,” “Dude!,” “Sidekicks,” “Crankenstein Valentine,” or any other of Dan’s amazing books. His stories aren’t just for kids: they are moving, touching, heart-exploding stories for anyone at any age.

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  • Haunted Housewife Perfume Oil

    “When mothers try to live the way our culture encourages us to, as almost literally selfless vehicles for others’ fulfillment, we become something else, something cold and hungry, something you wouldn’t want to see standing over your bed in the dark.”

    A thin, sorrowful, lonely scent: white musk and dust, elemi and white amber, carrot seed and opium tar accord.

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    Pulmonary Valve Perfume Oil

    That which permits blood to leave the heart: white musk, sorrowful carrot seed, tobacco flower, and black currant.

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    Seven Word Story: Envy Perfume Oil

    The 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: Greed Perfume Oil

    The 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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    She Loves the Bare, the Withered Tree Perfume Oil

    My sorrow, when she’s here with me,

      Thinks these dark days of autumn rain

    Are beautiful as days can be;

    She loves the bare, the withered tree;

      She walks the sodden pasture lane.

     

    Carrot seed teardrops trickling onto patchouli root.

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  • Since There’s No Help Perfume Oil

    Since there’s no help, come let us kiss and part;
    Nay, I have done, you get no more of me,
    And I am glad, yea glad with all my heart
    That thus so cleanly I myself can free;
    Shake hands forever, cancel all our vows,
    And when we meet at any time again,
    Be it not seen in either of our brows
    That we one jot of former love retain.
    Now at the last gasp of Love’s latest breath,
    When, his pulse failing, Passion speechless lies,
    When Faith is kneeling by his bed of death,
    And Innocence is closing up his eyes,
    Now if thou wouldst, when all have given him over,
    From death to life thou mightst him yet recover.

    – Michael Drayton

    A cold scent, a severing: silver-frosted white musk, juniper, and cade with bitter carrot seed, lemon peel, davana, and white tea.

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    The Balcony Scene Perfume Oil

    Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
    Who is already sick and pale with grief
    That thou her maid art far more fair than she.

    This year, Lilith was cast as Romeo in her Shakespeare group’s production of Romeo and Juliet, which took place in their vision of Venice Beach in the ’90s; the Capulets were preppies and Heathers, and the Montagues were goths and punks. Lilith’s interpretation of Romeo was pure ’90s grunge.

    Blood red roses, innocent pale orris root, bourbon vanilla, and sorrowful carrot seed.

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    The Hare Perfume Oil

    In the black furrow of a field
    I saw an old witch-hare this night;
    And she cocked her lissome ear,
    And she eyed the moon so bright,
    And she nibbled o’ the green;
    And I whispered ‘Whsst! witch-hare,’
    Away like a ghostie o’er the field
    She fled, and left the moonlight there.

    A leaper between worlds, the tiny trickster; she soars through liminal spaces, dancing in the strange shadows of dawn and twilight.

    Warm fur and mandrake root, blue sage and tall grasses, honeysuckle-tinged moonlight, carrot seed, comfrey, and dandelion.

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    The Hourglass Perfume Oil

    “I feel like all the sands are at the bottom of the hourglass.”
    “Turn it over, then.”

    The white roses and orange blossoms of hope penetrating despair’s black fog of opoponax, black myrrh, bruised violet, clove, funereal lily, and grief-struck carrot seed.

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    The Sun Rises To-Day Perfume Oil

    As she was telling her terrible story, the eastern sky began to quicken, and everything became more and more clear. Harker was still and quiet. But over his face, as the awful narrative went on, came a grey look which deepened and deepened in the morning light, till when the first red streak of the coming dawn shot up, the flesh stood darkly out against the whitening hair.

    We have arranged that one of us is to stay within call of the unhappy pair till we can meet together and arrange about taking action.

    Of this I am sure: the sun rises to-day on no more miserable house in all the great round of its daily course.

    Keening melancholy, suffocating despair: blue lilac and violet leaf, white musk and eucalyptus, carrot seed and ti leaf.

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  • Wandering Eye Perfume Oil

    I know I am but summer to your heart, and not the full four seasons of the year.

    – Edna St. Vincent Millay

     

    Artwork by Becky Munich

    A heart-rending, grief-clenched perfume of blackcurrant, carrot seed, rose otto, immortelle, salt musk, violet leaf absolute, and lemon peel.

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  • We Wear the Mask Perfume Oil

    We wear the mask that grins and lies,
    It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes, –
    This debt we pay to human guile;
    With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
    And mouth with myriad subtleties.

    Why should the world be over-wise,
    In counting all our tears and sighs?
    Nay, let them only see us, while
    We wear the mask.

    We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
    To thee from tortured souls arise.
    We sing, but oh the clay is vile
    Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
    But let the world dream otherwise,
    We wear the mask!

    – Paul Laurence Dunbar

    This poem – this song – is one that has moved me since my childhood, and it’s so incredibly difficult to translate it into scent. I don’t know if I am capable of doing honor to Dunbar’s words; all I can do is craft something that is akin to how much this makes my heart clench. The scent I have chosen is a soft lavender with dry woods, carrot seed and iris, sandalwood smoke, and wisteria.

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  • You Are So Emo Perfume Oil

    Conversations with Lilith-

     

    Lilith: You know what colors I want to paint my bedroom? I want to paint it white and tan.

     

    Dad: White and tan? Why?

     

    Lilith: Because those are pretty colors and it would look great.

     

    Dad: I don’t know about that.

     

    Lilith: What color would you want to paint it?

     

    Dad: How about black and red?

     

    Lilith: Oh dad, you are so EMO.

     

    This perfume is SO EMO. A pale, melancholy blend full of feels: white amber and oakmoss, bittersweet labdanum, ambergris accord, white tea, white lavender bud, guaiac wood, and carrot seed.

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