Tobacco Absolute

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    Beauty, The Aggrieved Perfume Oil

    A white rose draped by a delicate, pale, sheer veil of vanilla, the depth and darkness of her black lace embodied by tobacco absolute, Indonesian patchouli, Bulgarian oakmoss, frankincense, white sandalwood, and myrrh.

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    Black Wooden Goat Perfume Oil

    Not a toy: scorched oak, tobacco absolute, and goat’s milk.

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    Brumation Perfume Oil

    Winter sluggishness, December’s malaise. A torpor: thick brown labdanum, tobacco absolute, vetiver, black moss, and black patchouli.

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  • Cold Spring, The Alien Perfume Oil

    Louisa Starr Canziani

    Rain-slicked amber, wet cobblestone, ochre agarwood, tobacco absolute, tuberose, charred sandalwood, oakwood, leather, and myrrh tears dotted with cherry blossoms.

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  • Courtiers and Cats Perfume Oil

    Balmy amber musk, cedarwood, agarwood, spikenard, black pepper, cacao, tobacco absolute, toasted cardamom, and cream.

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  • Elf Mutiny Perfume Oil

    Oleaginous raspberry oud, benzoin, red labdanum, carnation, and tobacco absolute.

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  • Evil Perfume Oil

    Smouldering opium tar, tobacco absolute, green tea, black plum, kush, ambergris accord, ambrette seed, and costus root.

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    Forge of Vulcan Perfume Oil

    Luca Giordano

    Soot and smoke, molten metal, blood musk, red amber, and tobacco absolute.

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    Fortuna Belli Perfume Oil

    The Fortunes of War

    A hymn for triumph for those who do battle, whether it be with fists, ideas, or words: frankincense and dragon’s blood resin, saffron-threaded red musk, tomato leaf, tobacco absolute and tobacco leaf, and leather accord.

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  • Gebirgsschlucht Im Winter Perfume Oil

    Carl Blechen

    Indigo blossom, tobacco absolute, oakmoss, cypress bark, black vegetal musk, and candied blackberry.

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  • Haul on the Bowline Perfume Oil

    Haul on the bowlin’, the bully ship’s a-rolling,
    Haul on the bowlin’, the bowlin’ haul!
    Haul on the bowlin’, Kitty is me darlin’.
    Haul on the bowlin’, Kitty comes from Liverpool.
    Haul on the bowlin’, it’s a far cry to payday.

    A short-haul shanty for getting the job done. A thumping chant of patchouli, tobacco absolute, black cedar, and cocoa bean.

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    Hebrews 13:1-3 Perfume Oil

    Let mutual love continue. Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for by doing that some have entertained angels without knowing it. Remember those who are in prison, as though you were in prison with them; those who are being tortured, as though you yourselves were being tortured.

    Sugar blossom, cinnamon bark, and tobacco absolute.

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    Il Matto Perfume Oil

    Reviled and mocked, pelted by stones and set upon by dogs, all the while singing the song of divine madness: red sandalwood, tobacco absolute, palo santo, black copal and balsam dusted by burnt sage, soot, and an echo of frankincense.

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    In Time of Plague Perfume Oil

    Adieu, farewell earth’s bliss!
    This world uncertain is:
    Fond are life’s lustful joys,
    Death proves them all but toys.
    None from his darts can fly;
    I am sick, I must die—
    Lord, have mercy on us!

    Rich men, trust not in wealth,
    Gold cannot buy you health;
    Physic himself must fade;
    All things to end are made;
    The plague full swift goes by;
    I am sick, I must die—
    Lord, have mercy on us!

    Beauty is but a flower
    Which wrinkles will devour;
    Brightness falls from the air;
    Queens have died young and fair;
    Dust hath closed Helen’s eye;
    I am sick, I must die—
    Lord, have mercy on us!

    Strength stoops unto the grave,
    Worms feed on Hector brave;
    Swords may not fight with fate;
    Earth still holds ope her gate;
    Come, come! the bells do cry;
    I am sick, I must die—
    Lord, have mercy on us!

    Wit with his wantonness
    Tasteth death’s bitterness;
    Hell’s executioner
    Hath no ears for to hear
    What vain art can reply:
    I am sick, I must die—
    Lord, have mercy on us!

    Haste therefore each degree
    To welcome destiny;
    Heaven is our heritage,
    Earth but a player’s stage.
    Mount we unto the sky;
    I am sick, I must die—
    Lord, have mercy on us!
    – Thomas Nashe

    Blackened roses against a backdrop of velvet opoponax, bitter clove, and tobacco abosolute.

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    Jaawi Perfume Oil

    Sweet Indonesian patchouli, red benzoin, champaca attar, French lavender, coconut husk, bay leaf, tobacco absolute, lime, and honey.

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    June 23, 1868 Perfume Oil

    True love renewed by night in an English garden: moonflower, Nottingham catchfly, Casablanca lily, evening primrose, night-blooming cereus, Queen of the Night, muted by the sepia tones of tonka, tobacco absolute, bourbon vanilla, and costus.

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    Le Carrousel de Montmartre Paris Perfume Oil

    Spinning merrily at the foot of Sacré-Cœur, this is one of twenty permanent carousels scattered around Paris. Just down the road, Lilith watched street hustlers play Three-Card Monte and ply the old gold ring scam.

    A swirl of color against a rainy backdrop: golden amber and blackberry oudh with pineapple, tobacco absolute, cinnamon leaf, bay, sweet vetiver, and red apple pulp.

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  • Le Lèthè Perfume Oil

    Viens sur mon coeur, âme cruelle et sourde,
    Tigre adoré, monstre aux airs indolents;
    Je veux longtemps plonger mes doigts tremblants
    Dans l’épaisseur de ta crinière lourde;

    Dans tes jupons remplis de ton parfum
    Ensevelir ma tête endolorie,
    Et respirer, comme une fleur flétrie,
    Le doux relent de mon amour défunt.

    Je veux dormir! dormir plutôt que vivre!
    Dans un sommeil aussi doux que la mort,
    J’étalerai mes baisers sans remords
    Sur ton beau corps poli comme le cuivre.

    Pour engloutir mes sanglots apaisés
    Rien ne me vaut l’abîme de ta couche;
    L’oubli puissant habite sur ta bouche,
    Et le Léthé coule dans tes baisers.

    À mon destin, désormais mon délice,
    J’obéirai comme un prédestiné;
    Martyr docile, innocent condamné,
    Dont la ferveur attise le supplice,

    Je sucerai, pour noyer ma rancoeur,
    Le népenthès et la bonne ciguë
    Aux bouts charmants de cette gorge aiguë
    Qui n’a jamais emprisonné de coeur.

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    Come, lie upon my breast, cruel, insensitive soul,
    Adored tigress, monster with the indolent air;
    I want to plunge trembling fingers for a long time
    In the thickness of your heavy mane,

    To bury my head, full of pain
    In your skirts redolent of your perfume,
    To inhale, as from a withered flower,
    The moldy sweetness of my defunct love.

    I wish to sleep! to sleep rather than live!
    In a slumber doubtful as death,
    I shall remorselessly cover with my kisses
    Your lovely body polished like copper.

    To bury my subdued sobbing
    Nothing equals the abyss of your bed,
    Potent oblivion dwells upon your lips
    And Lethe flows in your kisses.

    My fate, hereafter my delight,
    I’ll obey like one predestined;
    Docile martyr, innocent man condemned,
    Whose fervor aggravates the punishment.

    I shall suck, to drown my rancor,
    Nepenthe and the good hemlock
    From the charming tips of those pointed breasts
    That have never guarded a heart.

    Red musk and sweat-damp golden skin musk with labdanum, golden amber, nutmeg, tobacco absolute, black orchid, and hemlock accord.

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    Looming Spectre of Inutterable Horror Perfume Oil

    Arizona vs United States

    We are not talking here about a federal law prohibiting the States from regulating bubble-gum advertising, or even the construction of nuclear plants. We are talking about a federal law going to the core of state sovereignty: the power to exclude.

    The Court opinion’s looming specter of inutterable horror-“[i]f §3 of the Arizona statute were valid, every State could give itself independent authority to prosecute federal registration violations:-seems to me not so horrible and even less looming.

    If securing its territory in this fashion is not within the power of Arizona, we should cease referring to it as a sovereign State.

    Wherein Scalia channels Lovecraft: raw frankincense and tobacco absolute with Russian leather, blackened champaca, bitter clove, red patchouli, bourbon vanilla and petitgrain.

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    Lovers at the Entrance to a House of Pleasure Spied on by a Kamuro Through the Hanging Curtain Perfume Oil

    White gardenia, oakmoss, champaca blossom, magnolia leaf, vanilla orchid, and tobacco absolute.

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    Low-Hanging Junk Perfume Oil

    Vanilla bourbon, fossilized amber resin, bitter almond, labdanum, and tobacco absolute.

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    Moon When The Cherries Turn Black Perfume Oil

    In my old home
    Which I forsook, the cherries
    Are in bloom.

    – Kobayashi Issa

    Ink-black cherries immersed in murky, gleaming black musk, threaded with dried blackcurrant, tobacco absolute, and smoked amber.

    Art by Drew Rausch!

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    Muddy Armadillo Perfume Oil

    This little fella is a whole mood. Cacao, cacao wood, tobacco absolute, and bourbon cream.

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    Murder Peel Perfume Oil

    BPAL specializes in ominous banana perfumes, but it looks like we pushed this one too far. A deadly heel turn: slippery black banana peel, opoponax, green fig, vetiver, coconut, orange blossom, frankincense, and tobacco absolute.

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  • Night Perfume Oil

    Where we’re going, or what we’re leaving behind: raw cacao, bourbon vetiver, red benzoin, opoponax, tobacco absolute, queen of the night, tuberose, and inky musk.

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  • Oblivion Railroad Label

    Oblivion Railroad Perfume Oil

    Yeet 2022’s sorrows into the void: blackened lavender, red labdanum, opoponax, Oman frankincense, champaca orchid, sweet aged patchouli, and tobacco absolute.

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  • Pyramid of Skulls

    Pyramid of Skulls Perfume Oil

    Paul Cézanne
    A blend of four sandalwood oils stained by tobacco absolute.

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    Remembrance Perfume Oil

    An offering to our beloved dead.


    Tobacco absolute, rose absolute, and frankincense.

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  • Slay Perfume Oil

    The consummate host: they can fill oceans of time on the mic and still leave the crowd hypnotized.


    Black leather, polished black patchouli and blood-red vegetal musk, bakhoor oudh, tobacco absolute, sacred frankincense, fossilized amber resin, and bittersweet cacao.

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    Some Heraldry Perfume Oil

    Black leather accord, Australian sandalwood, ambrette seed, incense ash, and tobacco absolute.

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    Songs of Autumn VII Perfume Oil

    A keening cry of rebirth: green fig, Atlas cedar, oakmoss, labdanum, tobacco absolute, and white honey.

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    Studie Einer Ziege Perfume Oil

    Pieter Boel

    Sweet labdanum with clove, tobacco absolute, and guiac wood.

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    Taschenspieler Perfume Oil

    The master of sleight-of-hand and trickery: dexterous, clever, and roguish. He is the mischief-maker whose tricks propel men to action, or dupe the foolish into traps of their own creation.

    Peru balsam, tobacco absolute, leather, white sage, and blackberry juice.

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  • Teapot Full of Angst Perfume Oil

    A Christmas greeting with blargghhhh


    Big mood. Black tea with vetiver, almond, black patchouli, tobacco absolute, bitter lemon peel, and oud.

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  • The Elephant is Slow to Mate Perfume Oil

    The elephant, the huge old beast,
    is slow to mate;
    he finds a female, they show no haste
    they wait

    for the sympathy in their vast shy hearts
    slowly, slowly to rouse
    as they loiter along the river-beds
    and drink and browse

    and dash in panic through the brake
    of forest with the herd,
    and sleep in massive silence, and wake
    together, without a word.

    So slowly the great hot elephant hearts
    grow full of desire,
    and the great beasts mate in secret at last,
    hiding their fire.

    Oldest they are and the wisest of beasts
    so they know at last
    how to wait for the loneliest of feasts
    for the full repast.

    They do not snatch, they do not tear;
    their massive blood
    moves as the moon-tides, near, more near
    till they touch in flood.

    – DH Lawrence

    A rolling, unhurried, volcanic passion sustained by a love that is slow, shy, patient, and wise – and expressed through a scent as warm, languorous, luxuriant, and comforting as a cloak of heavy, soft red velvet: deep burgundy musk, red labdanum, smoked rose petals, opoponax, 17-year aged patchouli, blackened vanilla bean, dried black cherries, blackberries, and tobacco absolute.

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    The Mysterious Rappings Polka Perfume Oil

    As performed by Griffiths Quadrille Band in a Mysteriously Effective Manner and Dedicated to all Lovers of “the Mysterious”.

    It really was a thing. Rose musk with pink and black pepper, a splash of bay rum, tobacco absolute, and toffee.

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    The Precipice Perfume Oil

    The Leap of Faith or the Apex of Irresponsibility. One foot remains precariously touching the earth, the other hovers towards enlightenment or oblivion.

    Green tea, neroli, and osmanthus, patchouli root, Spanish moss, tobacco absolute, and vetiver.

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    This is Your Wilderness Perfume Oil

    Honeyed patchouli with cypress, black pine, and tobacco absolute.

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  • Three Pairs of Shoes by Vincent Van Gogh

    Three Pairs of Shoes Perfume Oil

    Vincent Van Gogh


    Three battered leather accords scuffed with smoked vanilla, tobacco absolute, beeswax, and balsam.

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  • Through The Gloom The Sisters Rose Perfume Oil

    Blackened pomegranate, tobacco absolute, benzoin, brown sugar, and droplets of inky wine.

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  • Woman as Dragon Perfume Oil

    “The archaic mother – the mother who reproduces without male permission for her own satisfaction – is the least human of the female monsters because she poses the most profound existential threat… The Mother is female bodily self-determination, full-fledged and uncontrollable, out of the ocean and stomping skyscrapers, turning the male world to rubble. She is what happens when the Furies come home.”

    A fiery red musk with crushed ginger root, black upturned soil, dragon’s blood resin, clove bud, pink peppercorn, tobacco absolute, red amber, patchouli, black oud, blood-caked tar, vetiver, and cedar.

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  • Year of the Ox Perfume Oil

    Soft brown musk, black peppercorn, tobacco absolute, hiba wood, and cognac.

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