Dr. Caligari

  • Caligari A-Go-Go Perfume Oil

    A fragrance inspired by the atmosphere and art direction of the film — its layers of grit and ooze, pop-art colors standing out against a starless void, clumps of debris, fake flowers, vials of mystery fluid, rumpled straitjackets and crisp lab coats.

    Green amber, jasmine bud, cotton blossom, eucalyptus, secondhand smoke, dirt, and petitgrain.

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  • Cannibal Soliloquy Perfume Oil

    “I know what I am, but I know I’m not what I am. Beauty lives inside me. But oh, when beauty is trapped, it gets ugly…”

    A perfume worthy of a fading Tennessee Williams heroine wandering through a mirror-maze of memories, only slightly singed from too many Electro-Convulsive Therapy sessions: wafts of burning frankincense rising from a hot-seat occupied by duelling champaca orchids, white amber, Sicilian mandarin, and bergamot.

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  • Doom Cake Perfume Oil

    A drug-induced vision of grabby, gore-slicked tentacles erupting from a facade of thick buttercream and lemon sponge soaked in cherry-flavored goo.

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  • Dr. Caligari Pins

    Proclaim your C.I.A. loyalty (that’s Caligari Insane Asylum, natch) with a licensed enamel pin celebrating the 4K restoration of a morbidly funny horror masterpiece, soon to be released by Mondo Macabro.

    Product description:
    2.50″ Cloisonné lapel pin
    Black nickel plating
    Two (x2) 8mm black rubber clutch

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  • I Know You’re Watching Me Perfume Oil

    The scent of full-blown nympho housewife hysteria: a smear of flushed, pearly skin musk splashed by a sophisticated vintage aldehyde perfume and drenched in the secretions of high-pitched arousal.

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  • Minty On My Lips Perfume Oil

    Even the brainiest femme fatale schemes are bound to collapse under the weight of a monstrous ego. The scent of defeat snatched from the jaws of success: a soft, satiny pink grapefruit punctured by a shiny metal drill bit.

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  • Scarecrow Boytoy Perfume Oil

    A lusty, bubbling cauldron of thick, black tar spilling forth from a pile of dusty straw and secondhand clothes.

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  • Tongue Wall Perfume Oil

    Fleshy and fruity: guava musk, slick strawberry lip gloss, and blood-tainted digestive juices.

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  • XXX Means Kisses Perfume Oil

    “Life imitates bad art.”

    A rare portrait of innocence and integrity amidst the corruption of Caligari’s asylum. Tart hibiscus, skin musk, shea, and the faintest whiff of nicotine.

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