Tea
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Ashlultum Perfume Oil
Add to cartBabylonian musk, vanilla tea, tonka, tobacco, coconut, hyssop, and lilac.
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Autumn Sun I Perfume Oil
Out of StockEgon Schiele
Pale, limpid beams of amber light against a tea-stained sky with a cluster of autumn leaves, maple bark, vetiver root, and loam.
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Black Satin Sheet Ghost Perfume Oil
Out of StockSleek, chic, très gothique! Nothing says “this party is strictly for adults” like a costume that renders the wearer virtually invisible to motorists. One can’t help but admire the black satin sheet ghost’s dedication to both Thanatos and Eros, having punched a person-shaped hole into the world and then leaving it to our imaginations to fill that billowing void. Most likely an inhuman presence, since only the most decadent or depraved individual would sacrifice such fancy linens to the party gods for a single night of prowling (alternately, if it’s a polyester imitation, they are masochistic to the core).
Glimmering lacquered black patchouli drenched in mate, clary sage, narcissus, and opium tar.
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Bread-and-Butterfly – Resurrected Perfume Oil
Out of Stock`Crawling at your feet,' said the Gnat (Alice drew her feet back in some alarm), `you may observe a Bread-and-Butterfly. Its wings are thin slices of Bread-and-butter, its body is a crust, and its head is a lump of sugar.'
`And what does IT live on?'
`Weak tea with cream in it.'
Bread, lightly buttered, with weak tea, cream, and a lump of white sugar.
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Caressing the Wild Rabbit Perfume Oil
Out of StockWhite tea, honeycomb, vanilla orchid, and a drop of soft sandalwood.
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Carved Wooden Bookstore Perfume Oil
Add to cartPolished oak bark, tiny books with tea-stained pages and faux-leather binding, a scattering of dust, and the gleaming painted fur of a porcelain calico book shop cat.
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Courtesan with a Secret Lover Perfume Oil
Out of StockGreen tea, plum blossom, white musk, jasmine blossom honey, and lemon peel.
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Dorian
Select OptionsThe only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. Resist it, and your soul grows sick with longing for the things it has forbidden to itself.
Inspired by and created for my beloved Tedwin: my eternal, beautiful, wicked Dorian Gray. Refined, elegant, and lovely, with a noble bearing and seemingly gentle air. This blend is an artful deception: a sweet gilded blossom lying over a twisted and corrupted core. A Victorian fougere with three pale musks and dark, sugared vanilla tea.
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Dorian Beard Oil
Out of StockThe only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. Resist it, and your soul grows sick with longing for the things it has forbidden to itself.
Inspired by and created for my beloved Tedwin: my eternal, beautiful, wicked Dorian Gray. Refined, elegant, and lovely, with a noble bearing and seemingly gentle air. This blend is an artful deception: a sweet gilded blossom lying over a twisted and corrupted core. A Victorian fougere with three pale musks and dark, sugared vanilla tea.
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Dormouse Perfume Oil
Out of StockA dizzying eddy of four teas brushed with light herbs and a breath of peony.
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Dusk in Autumn Perfume Oil
Out of StockThe moon is like a scimitar,
A little silver scimitar,
A-drifting down the sky.
And near beside it is a star,
A timid twinkling golden star,
That watches likes an eye.And thro’ the nursery window-pane
The witches have a fire again,
Just like the ones we make, –
And now I know they’re having tea,
I wish they’d give a cup to me,
With witches’ currant cake.
– Sara TeasdaleBlack tea, currant cake, mandrake root, a whirl of dried leaves, and hearthsmoke.
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Globe Perfume Oil
Out of StockA russet chypre slathered in vintage patchouli and black tea with golden amber, hiba wood, and iris root.
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L’Intention Fait Valoir les Bagatelles Perfume Oil
Out of StockBlack tea, lavender buds, Italian bergamot, and Siamese benzoin.
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Lady Reading Poetry Perfume Oil
Out of StockIshibashi Kazunori
A leatherbound, tea-stained tome and billows of black satin and lace scented with lilac petals, pink sandalwood, ambergris accord, bourbon vanilla, cassis, and frankincense.
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Miss Forcible Perfume Oil
Add to cartMiss Spink and Miss Forcible lived in the flat below Coraline’s, on the ground floor. They were both old and round, and they lived in their flat with a number of ageing Highland terriers who had names like Hamish and Andrew and Jock. Once upon a time Miss Spink and Miss Forcible had been actresses, as Miss Spink told Coraline the first time she met her.
“You see, Caroline,” Miss Spink said, getting Coraline’s name wrong, “both myself and Miss Forcible were famous actresses, in our time. We trod the boards, luvvy. Oh, don’t let Hamish eat the fruitcake, or he’ll be up all night with his tummy.”
A classic vintage musk.Both Miss Spink and Miss Forcible scents have a bit of tea splash and biscuit crumbs.
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Miss Spink Perfume Oil
Add to cartMiss Spink and Miss Forcible lived in the flat below Coraline’s, on the ground floor. They were both old and round, and they lived in their flat with a number of ageing Highland terriers who had names like Hamish and Andrew and Jock. Once upon a time Miss Spink and Miss Forcible had been actresses, as Miss Spink told Coraline the first time she met her.
“You see, Caroline,” Miss Spink said, getting Coraline’s name wrong, “both myself and Miss Forcible were famous actresses, in our time. We trod the boards, luvvy. Oh, don’t let Hamish eat the fruitcake, or he’ll be up all night with his tummy.”
“It’s Coraline. Not Caroline, Coraline,” said Coraline.
A grand, over-the-top tuberose gardenia.
Both Miss Spink and Miss Forcible scents have a bit of tea splash and biscuit crumbs.
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New Year’s Kitty Tea Party Perfume Oil
Add to cartAll new year joys be yours.
After all that we’ve all been through these past few years, we really, REALLY need a kitty tea party.
Clotted cream and strawberry rhubarb jam scones, apricot and ginger panettone, saffron sticky buns, cinnamon sugar pecan rolls, and cups of steaming hot tea.
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Shadwell Perfume Oil
Add to cartShadwell had turned out to be about five feet high and wore clothes which, no matter what they actually were, always turned up in your short-term memory as an old mackintosh. The old man may have all his own teeth, but only because no-one else could possibly have wanted them; just one of them, placed under the pillow, would have made the Tooth Fairy hand in its wand.
He appeared to live entirely on sweet tea, condensed milk, hand-rolled cigarettes, and a sort of sullen internal energy. Shadwell had a Cause, while he followed with the full resources of his soul and his Pensioner’s Concessionary Travel Pass. He believed in it. It powered him like a turbine.
Roll-ups, mildewed raincoat, sweet tea, and condensed milk.
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Snow White Rabbit Perfume Oil
Add to cartMilk tea boba with white pepper, ginger, honey and vanilla, spilled over the crisp scent of clean linen and tossed into a snowdrift.
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Spectral Erection Hair Gloss
Out of StockGreen tea, ambergris accord, white amber, pale moss, and neroli.
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The East Perfume Oil
Add to cartBut there were times when the wind blew from beyond the wall, bringing with it the smell of mint and thyme and redcurrants, and at those times there were strange colors seen in the flames in the fireplaces in the village.
The scent of the winds beyond the wall: bluebonnet, passion flower, freesia, jasmine tea, mint, thyme, and redcurrant.
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The Wellerman Perfume Oil
Add to cartThere was a ship that put to sea,
And the name of the ship was the Billy at Tea
The wind came up, her bow dipped down,
Blow, my bully boys, blow.Soon may the Wellerman come
And bring us sugar and tea and rum.
One day, when the tonguin’ is done,
We’ll take our leave and go.She had not been two weeks from shore
When down on her a right whale bore.
The captain called all hands and swore
He’d take that whale in tow.Before the boat had hit the water
The whale’s tail came up and caught her.
All hands to the side, harpooned and fought her,
She dived down below.A line we dropped all in pursuit
She raised her tail, a last salute.
But the harpoon lodged there’s no dispute
She dived down below.For six long days and six long nights
She drove us south with all her might,
Until we were too tired to fight,
Then we let her go.The line was cut, the whale was freed;
The Captain’s mind was not on greed.
He belonged to the sailor’s creed
And he let that whale go.Sugar, tea, and rum.