Oud

  • Aelopile Perfume Oil

    Smoldering coals heat the device from below, and steam hisses through two curved pipes, rotating the shining brass sphere.

    Glowing amber and citrus, labdanum, verbena, cedar, and oud.

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  • GINGERBREAD OUD

    Gingerbread Oud Perfume Oil

    An almost grotesquely sensual, indolic cookie perfume.

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  • Half-Elf Perfume Oil

    White sandalwood, beeswax, white tea leaf, oud, and a hint of sophisticated urban musk.

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    Jareth Perfume Oil

    “I ask for so little.
    Just let me rule you…
    and you can have everything that you want.

    Just fear me…
    …love me…
    …do as I say and I will be your slave.”

    Ethereal lilac fougere and gleaming leather with ti leaf, tonka absolute, white musk, and oudh.

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    Mastermind Perfume Oil

    Inspired by the character HUNTER ROSE.
    The first of the Grendel legacy, a stylish, best-selling author who leads a double life as a relentless assassin and all-powerful mob overlord.

    An elegant cologne of olibanum, opoponax, leather accord, black amber, bois de jasmine, cade wood, pale balsam, orange blossom, oudh, black plum, bourbon vanilla, and sandalwood.

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  • POMEGRANATE, KYPHI, AND OUD
  • Art for Shells by Bartolomeo Bimbi

    Shells Perfume Oil

    Bartolomeo Bimbi

    Crushed pearls, shimmering birch, and pink abalone draped in a thick, velvet mantle of russet musk, peru balsam, tonka bean, labdanum, and oud.

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    Snooty Rose Perfume Oil

    `It isn’t manners for us to begin, you know,’ said the Rose, `and I really was wondering when you’d speak! Said I to myself, “Her face has got some sense in it, thought it’s not a clever one!” Still, you’re the right colour, and that goes a long way.’ 

    `I don’t care about the colour,’ the Tiger-lily remarked. `If only her petals curled up a little more, she’d be all right.’ 

    Alice didn’t like being criticised, so she began asking questions. `Aren’t you sometimes frightened at being planted out here, with nobody to take care of you?’ 

    `There’s the tree in the middle,’ said the Rose: `what else is it good for?’ 

    `But what could it do, if any danger came?’ Alice asked.

    Red rose, oud, plum, bergamot, and red sandalwood.

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    The Harlot’s House Perfume Oil

    We caught the tread of dancing feet,
    We loitered down the moonlit street,
    And stopped beneath the harlot’s house.

    Inside, above the din and fray,
    We heard the loud musicians play
    The “Treues Liebes Herz” of Strauss.

    Like strange mechanical grotesques,
    Making fantastic arabesques,
    The shadows raced across the blind.

    We watched the ghostly dancers spin
    To sound of horn and violin,
    Like black leaves wheeling in the wind.

    Like wire-pulled automatons,
    Slim silhouetted skeletons
    Went sidling through the slow quadrille.

    The took each other by the hand,
    And danced a stately saraband;
    Their laughter echoed thin and shrill.

    Sometimes a clockwork puppet pressed
    A phantom lover to her breast,
    Sometimes they seemed to try to sing.

    Sometimes a horrible marionette
    Came out, and smoked its cigarette
    Upon the steps like a live thing.

    Then, turning to my love, I said,
    “The dead are dancing with the dead,
    The dust is whirling with the dust.”

    But she–she heard the violin,
    And left my side, and entered in:
    Love passed into the house of lust.

    Then suddenly the tune went false,
    The dancers wearied of the waltz,
    The shadows ceased to wheel and whirl.

    And down the long and silent street,
    The dawn, with silver-sandalled feet,
    Crept like a frightened girl.

    The dead are dancing with the dead, the dust is whirling with the dust: angel’s trumpet, violet, white sandalwood, oude, copaiba balsam, angelica, white tea, olibanum, and oakmoss.

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