December 2021 January 2022
Auxilium Perfume OilOut of Stock
A restorative oil, constructed to help support you after the long emotional and psychological sieges of the pandemic era.
Rose otto, black spruce, ylang ylang, hyssop, lemon peel, cedarwood, and myrrh.
Please note: this oil is not a substitute for medical or mental health treatment.
Bay Rum Hair GlossOut of Stock
Bourbon Tobacco and Bergamot Perfume OilOut of Stock
By Thys Fyre I Warme My HandysOut of Stock
A hearth-warmed scent of joyous feasting dedicated to Janus, the lord of transitions, doorways, beginnings and endings: bonfire smoke, mulled wine, warm bread, fruits simmered in hypocras, and honeyed oat cakes spiced with clove, saffron, and nutmeg.
Proceeds from the sale of this scent benefit Feeding America, the largest hunger-relief organization in the United States.
Foco Perfume OilOut of Stock
A balm against sorrow, warmth for the heart: red ginger, dragon’s blood resin, angelica root, bergamot, patchouli, and Roman chamomile.
Frozen Pulse and Heart of Fire Perfume OilOut of Stock
O Winter! frozen pulse and heart of fire,
What loss is theirs who from thy kingdom turn
Dismayed, and think thy snow a sculptured urn
Of death! Far sooner in midsummer tire
The streams than under ice. June could not hire
Her roses to forego the strength they learn
In sleeping on thy breast. No fires can burn
The bridges thou dost lay where men desire
In vain to build.
O Heart, when Love’s sun goes
To northward, and the sounds of singing cease,
Keep warm by inner fires, and rest in peace.
Sleep on content, as sleeps the patient rose.
Walk boldly on the white untrodden snows,
The winter is the winter’s own release.
– Helen Hunt Jackson
Contentment, a soul warmed by inner fires: cashmere wool, Atlas cedar, and sweet amber with caramelized vetiver, chestnut, and hazelnut cream.
Gardenia and Labdanum Perfume OilOut of Stock
Honey & Neroli Hair GlossOut of Stock
Honey & Neroli
Late Night Moon 2021 Perfume OilOut of Stock
The lamp sputtered,
The lamp muttered in the dark.
The lamp hummed:
“Regard the moon,
La lune ne garde aucune rancune,
She winks a feeble eye,
She smiles into corners.
She smooths the hair of the grass.
The moon has lost her memory.
– t.s. eliot
A pale halo of white tea and mugwort leaf, shimmering Tunesian neroli, and heady white champaca petals.
Lavender and Lichen Perfume OilOut of Stock
Old Moon 2022 Perfume OilOut of Stock
The Old Year’s gone away
To nothingness and night:
We cannot find him all the day
Nor hear him in the night:
He left no footstep, mark or place
In either shade or sun:
The last year he’d a neighbour’s face,
In this he’s known by none.
All nothing everywhere:
Mists we on mornings see
Have more of substance when they’re here
And more of form than he.
He was a friend by every fire,
In every cot and hall–
A guest to every heart’s desire,
And now he’s nought at all.
Old papers thrown away,
Old garments cast aside,
The talk of yesterday,
Are things identified;
But time once torn away
No voices can recall:
The eve of New Year’s Day
Left the Old Year lost to all.
– John Clare
The first moon of a new year bidding farewell to the sorrows of the last: a wan whisper of orris, a sigh of white musk.
Olibanum, Australian Sandalwood, and Blue Tansy Perfume OilOut of Stock
Phantom Fancies CandleOut of Stock
A scent shimmering with luminous phasmatis that is sure to call forth any reticent spirits.
Rosewater and white cognac with a burst of ectoplasm.
8oz candle, white wax in black glass.
Red Rose, Black Pepper, and Black Vegetal Musk Perfume OilOut of Stock
The Governing Dark’s Begun Perfume OilOut of Stock
It freezes – all across a soundless sky
The birds go home. The governing dark’s begun:
The steadfast dark that waits not for a sun;
The ultimate dark wherein the race shall die.
Death, with his evil finger to his lip,
Leers in at human windows, turning spy
To learn the country where his rule shall lie
When he assumes perpetual generalship.
The undefeated enemy, the chill
That shall benumb the voiceful earth at last,
Is master of our moment, and has bound
The viewless wind it-self. There is no sound.
It freezes. Every friendly stream is fast.
It freezes; and the graven twigs are still.
– Hilaire Belloc
The steadfast dark that waits not for a sun: leaden opoponax and black patchouli obfuscating a dim glimmer of amber, frozen by eucalyptus, silent under a shadowed shroud of blackcurrant.
Tobacco & Woodsmoke CandleOut of Stock
Raw Haitian tobacco and a gust of burning maple wood.
8oz candle, white wax in black glass.
Tunisian Amber, Beeswax, and Balsam Perfume OilOut of Stock
Vanilla Husk, Nutmeg, and Hay Absolute Perfume OilOut of Stock
Vetiver and White Myrrh Perfume OilOut of Stock