Osmanthus
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Brusque Violet Perfume Oil
Select Options This product has multiple variants. The options may be chosen on the product page`I never saw anybody that looked stupider,’ a Violet said, so suddenly, that Alice quite jumped; for it hadn’t spoken before.
`Hold your tongue!’ cried the Tiger-lily. `As if you ever saw anybody! You keep your head under the leaves, and snore away there, till you know no more what’s going on in the world, that if you were a bud!’
`Are there any more people in the garden besides me?’ Alice said, not choosing to notice the Rose’s last remark.
`There’s one other flower in the garden that can move about like you,’ said the Rose. `I wonder how you do it — ‘ (`You’re always wondering,’ said the Tiger-lily), `but she’s more bushy than you are.’
`Is she like me?’ Alice asked eagerly, for the thought crossed her mind, `There’s another little girl in the garden, somewhere!’
`Well, she has the same awkward shape as you,’ the Rose said, `but she’s redder — and her petals are shorter, I think.’
`Her petals are done up close, almost like a dahlia,’ the Tiger-lily interrupted: `not tumbled about anyhow, like yours.’
`But that’s not your fault,’ the Rose added kindly: `you’re beginning to fade, you know — and then one can’t help one’s petals getting a little untidy.’
Violet petal, violet leaf, osmanthus, orris, mint, and opoponax.
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Fairy Bites Perfume Oil
Add to cart“It bit me!”
“What did you expect fairies to do?”
“I thought they did nice things.
Like — like granting wishes.”
“Shows what you know, don’t it?”Osmanthus and raw honey with lavender, chamomile, white peppermint, raspberry, honeysuckle, thyme, bergamot, and Dracula orchid.
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Gingerbread Ghost Perfume Oil
Out of StockAn otherworldly snack: gingerbread twisted in ivy and chilled by white iris, osmanthus, calla lily, gladiolus, lisianthus, and delphinium.
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Gossip, Slang, and Cuss-Words Perfume Oil
Out of StockTo Gossip, Slang and “Cuss-Words”
I’ll bid a last “Adieu”
And place a bridle on my tongue
And thoughtless actions, too!
Here’s to a kinder, gentler year: lavender and mallow with orris root, angelica, frosted vanilla bean, and osmanthus. -
Idyll Perfume Oil
Add to cartFrederic Leighton
Luminous and serene: a soft breeze of sun-kissed neroli passing over a lush bouquet of honeysuckle, osmanthus, tea rose, vanilla chiffon, and gleaming amber. -
Kali Perfume Oil
Select Options This product has multiple variants. The options may be chosen on the product pageKali, the Black One, is the fearless Goddess of Destruction, Creation, Energy [in her Shakti aspect] and Dissolution. Also named Kaliratri [Black Night] and Kalikamata [Black Earth-Mother], she is the fiercest aspect of Devi, the supreme mother goddess. Kali is a protector Goddess, the destroyer of evil spirits and guardian of the faithful. She, along with her consort Shiva, represent the unending cycle of death and birth, sexual union, creation and destruction. Kali annihilates ignorance, maintains the natural order of the world, and blesses those who strive for spiritual awareness and knowledge of true holiness with infinite tenderness and motherly love. The constant, unending Work of Creation is called the “The Play of Kali”.
This perfume is a blend of the sacred blooms of cassia, hibiscus, musk rose, Himalayan wild tulip, lotus and osmanthus swirled with offertory dark chocolate, red wine, tobacco, balsam and honey.
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Mokey Perfume Oil
Add to cartMokey is an artist, poet and philosopher. She seems to be in touch with some sort of higher Fraggle consciousness. Mokey is fascinated by the beauty and intricacy of the world around her, and is always seeking new ways to share this feeling with others.
A gentle, contemplative fragrance: lilac blossoms, violet sugar, orris root, stephanotis, and osmanthus.
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Morana Perfume Oil
Add to cartSnow drifting on black pine, blood red apple, rosewood, osmanthus, and lemon peel.
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Ouija Perfume Oil
Select Options This product has multiple variants. The options may be chosen on the product pageLush parlor rooms draped in thick velvets and gilded in gold, unearthly whispering in the distance, fleeting flashes of wraithlike figures rushing just outside your vision, the chill of a phantom presence brushing by your cheek, the inscrutable knowledge that disembodied eyes are peering at you from darkened corners… this is the essence of Victorian-era spiritualism: rosewood, oak and teak notes with wispy blue lilac, tea rose, dried white rose and ethereal osmanthus.
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Sanctus Perfume Oil
Add to cartThe Sanctus are considered by some pious vampires to be the saints of their kind, and from what we have gleaned, they are very likely the stuff of myth. These vampires are paragons that possess impossible, phenomenal powers that defy known physics, including the ability to shift shape, turn into a gaseous form, and command other vampires through will alone. The mythological Sanctus are venerated by some, but we have no evidence whatsoever that they truly exist.
Diabolically otherworldly: golden osmanthus, lily of the valley, celestial musk, and frankincense.
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Seven Word Story: Gluttony Perfume Oil
Out of StockThe subject of our latest #BPAL7wordstory contest was Gluttony. The winning entry was submitted by Crystal Rose-Thompson:
The Sirens Eagerly Beckoned the Approaching Ship
Sea splash on murky labdanum and gleaming olibanum, veiled in lavender, diaphanous osmanthus, gilded saffron, and honey incense.
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Shoggoth Perfume Oil
Select Options This product has multiple variants. The options may be chosen on the product pageIt was a terrible, indescribable thing vaster than any subway train – a shapeless congerie of protoplasmic bubbles, faintly self-luminous, and with myriads of temporary eyes forming and un-forming as pustules of greenish light all over the tunnel-filling front that bore down upon us, crushing the frantic penguins and slithering over the glistening floor that it and its kind had swept so evilly free of all litter.
An amorphous, radiant, incandescent scent. Ever changing, protoplasmic and primordial: white amber, green coconut meat, iris, palmarosa, Chinese peony, lime, water lily, snowdrop, muguet, lemongrass, osmanthus, wisteria, glassy musk, and hinoki.
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The Ghost Perfume Oil
Select Options This product has multiple variants. The options may be chosen on the product pageSoftly as brown-eyed Angels rove
I will return to thy alcove,
And glide upon the night to thee,
Treading the shadows silently.And I will give to thee, my own,
Kisses as icy as the moon,
And the caresses of a snake
Cold gliding in the thorny brake.And when returns the livid morn
Thou shalt find all my place forlorn
And chilly, till the falling night.Others would rule by tenderness
Over thy life and youthfulness,
But I would conquer thee by fright!A thin, sinuous, creeping chill, the scent of glee-filled undeath: white iris, osmanthus, Calla lily, tomb-crawling ivy and a coffin spray of gladiolus, lisianthus and delphinium.
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The Lilies and Languors of Virtue Perfume Oil
Out of StockCould you hurt me, sweet lips, though I hurt you?
Men touch them, and change in a trice
The lilies and languors of virtue
For the raptures and roses of vice;
Those lie where thy foot on the floor is,
These crown and caress thee and chain,
O splendid and sterile Dolores,
Our Lady of Pain.Calla lilies and lily of the valley with white lilac, narcissus, osmanthus, asphodel, and Egyptian musk.
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The Wish Perfume Oil
Add to cartThe Wish, Theodor Von Holst, 1840
“I’ve always wanted to know what wishes are longed for in the dark-eyed gaze of this intense young woman. Myself, I simply wish to rifle through the box of baubles and jewels in the bottom right of the canvas. Maybe help myself to that pearl-tipped hat-pin.”An incense of candied smoked fruits, Oman frankincense, red oud, labdanum absolute, sheer vanilla, patchouli, red musk seed, osmanthus, and datura accord.
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They Shut Me Up in Prose Perfume Oil
Add to cartThey shut me up in Prose –
As when a little Girl
They put me in the Closet –
Because they liked me “still” –Still! Could themself have peeped –
And seen my Brain – go round –
They might as wise have lodged a Bird
For Treason – in the Pound –Himself has but to will
And easy as a Star
Look down upon Captivity –
And laugh – No more have I –
– Emily DickinsonLoosed from the satin-pale corset, emerging from a gilded cage, that prison of silence: sweet bourbon vanilla, pale sandalwood, mallow flower, osmanthus, and shards of frankincense.