Hazelnut Cream

  • Frozen Pulse and Heart of Fire Perfume Oil

    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.

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  • Portrait of John Donne as a young man, artist unknown

    No Man is an Island Perfume Oil

    No man is an island,
    Entire of itself,
    Every man is a piece of the continent,
    A part of the main.
    If a clod be washed away by the sea,
    Europe is the less.
    As well as if a promontory were.
    As well as if a manor of thy friend’s
    Or of thine own were:
    Any man’s death diminishes me,
    Because I am involved in mankind,
    And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
    It tolls for thee.

    – John Donne

    Warm, dark patchouli, hazelnut cream, coffee bean, cassis, tonka bean, purple sage, and bourbon vanilla.

    Proceeds from the sale of this oil will be donated to the Los Angeles Food Bank so we can do our part to prevent and ameliorate food scarcity in the community.

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