All of Their Heads Fell Off Perfume OilAdd to cart
So there’s a guy living in a little place that’s in the desert
And then there’s many, many, many, many, many different bodies
And then all of them, all of their heads fall off
all of their heads fall off
all of their heads fall off
And then, they start going to his house and tearing open the windows and breaking the house and eating the guy.
Oozing cactus flesh, creosote, dusty boards, and gruesome globs of blood musk.
Original story by A.S.H.
Art by John Herndon
Bonfire Toffee Perfume OilAdd to cart
Our spin on a traditional Guy Fawkes Night treat: treacle toffee soaked in rich, dark bourbon.
Dia de los Muertos Perfume OilAdd to cart
A joyous celebration of La Catarina, La Flaca, La Muerte… Glorious, Beautiful Death. In Mexico, death is not something to be feared or hated; She is embraced, loved, and adored. La Muerte is fêted, as the celebrant “…chases after it, mocks it, courts it, hugs it, sleeps with it; it is his favorite plaything and his most lasting love.”
This is a Mexican paean to La Huesuda: dry, crackling leaves, the incense smoke of altars honoring Death and the Dead, funeral bouquets, the candies, chocolates, foods and tobacco of the ofrenda, amaranth, sweet cactus blossom and desert cereus.
Hand-Knitted Witch Gloves Perfume OilAdd to cart
We are gradually adjusting to the fact that in some places, it’s actually cold on Halloween! Wooly and witchy, fuzzy and scuzzy, long green fingers tipped with ruby-red nails: raw wool, sweet oakmoss, and cranberry brandy.
Is He, You Know Perfume OilAdd to cart
Fellas, is it gay to have a skeletal system? Short answer: YES! Because the human wrist was undeniably made to flap and go “enh.”
There are many theories about the historical origin of the so-called “limp wrist” gesture, which has bedeviled arbiters of masculine presentation since at least the ancient Roman times. So when we defiantly flop our phalanges, we’re reclaiming a time-honored tradition! And letting our skeletons do what they do most naturally: camp it up.
Did you know the human wrist is made up of eight small bones, plus the forearm’s radius and ulna? Factor in the four small ones that comprise that lightly extended pinkie finger, and the number of bones required to execute this delicate maneuver add up to FOURTEEN. No wonder we’re always so tired.
So defy nature if you truly must, but never forget: when bones are all that’s left of you, the wrists will be extra floppy. And we think that’s worth celebrating while you’re still alive!
Sweet 13-year aged patchouli, peru balsam, white oakmoss, French lavender, spikenard, bourbon vanilla, and sugar cane.
Art by Drew Rausch
October Perfume OilAdd to cart
Ay, thou art welcome, heaven’s delicious breath!
When woods begin to wear the crimson leaf,
And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief
And the year smiles as it draws near its death.
Wind of the sunny south! oh, still delay
In the gay woods and in the golden air,
Like to a good old age released from care,
Journeying, in long serenity, away.
In such a bright, late quiet, would that I
Might wear out life like thee, ‘mid bowers and brooks
And dearer yet, the sunshine of kind looks,
And music of kind voices ever nigh;
And when my last sand twinkled in the glass,
Pass silently from men, as thou dost pass.
– William Cullen Bryant
Dry, cold autumn wind. A rustle of red leaves, a touch of smoke and sap in the air.
Pumpkin Gas Can Perfume OilAdd to cart
Positively incendiary: scorched pumpkin rind and petrol.
Pumpkin Latte Perfume OilAdd to cart
Espresso, pumpkin syrup, smoky vanilla bean, milk, raw sugar, and a dash of cinnamon and nutmeg.
Pumpkin Spice Everything Perfume OilAdd to cart
Literally everything. Pumpkin spice it all. A rich blend of traditional spices: cinnamon, cardamom, allspice, and clove.
Samhain Perfume OilAdd to cart
Truly the scent of autumn itself — damp woods, fir needle, and black patchouli with the gentlest touches of warm pumpkin, clove, nutmeg, allspice, sweet red apple and mullein.
Skelemingo Perfume OilAdd to cart
Increasingly common to North America as various decorative customs have been blown off-course by year-round Halloween revelry.
Pink grapefruit and black licorice.
Sugar Skull Perfume OilAdd to cart
Vibrant with the joy and sweetness of life in death! A blend of five sugars, lightly dusted with candied fruits.
Things are Fine Perfume OilAdd to cart
As they are,
Things are fine,
Sweeping fallen leaves.
Label artwork: Sakai Hoitsu
The blissful contentment of committing to exist in the moment: white sandalwood smoke, hinoki, white tea, and falling leaves.
Vintage Dracula Blow Mold Perfume OilAdd to cart
Lustrous maraschino cherry fangs illuminated from within by 40 watts of glowing amber.
Vintage Frankenstein Blow Mold Perfume OilAdd to cart
A shell of milky plastic surrounding a puff of mint chocolate chip-scented air, illuminated from within by 40 watts of glowing amber.
Vintage Ghost Blow Mold Perfume OilAdd to cart
Milky-white plastic and a hollow gasp of candy-corn breath, illuminated from within by 40 watts of glowing amber.
Vintage Witch Blow Mold Perfume OilAdd to cart
A plastic cauldron filled with green tea-infused white chocolate, illuminated from within by 40 watts of glowing amber.