Ylang Ylang

  • A Countenance Foreboding Evil Perfume Oil

    Thy gloomy features, like a midnight dial,
    Scowl the dark index of a fearful hour.

    Patchouli, ylang ylang, blood orange, and vetiver.

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    Carmilla Hair Gloss

    She was slender, and wonderfully graceful. Except that her movements were languid—very languid—indeed, there was nothing in her appearance to indicate an invalid. Her complexion was rich and brilliant; her features were small and beautifully formed; her eyes large, dark, and lustrous; her hair was quite wonderful, I never saw hair so magnificently thick and long when it was down about her shoulders; I have often placed my hands under it, and laughed with wonder at its weight. It was exquisitely fine and soft, and in color a rich very dark brown, with something of gold. I loved to let it down, tumbling with its own weight, as, in her room, she lay back in her chair talking in her sweet low voice, I used to fold and braid it, and spread it out and play with it. Heavens! If I had but known all!

    Sweetness shadowed by danger: dark amber and ylang ylang gleams through smoky chestnut, cacao, mahogany, blackcurrant, and vanilla bean.

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  • fete

    Fête Perfume Oil

    A bright, ebullient, cheerful party oil that arouses joy, enhances charisma, and fills the soul with lightness and laughter.

    Red benzoin, rose otto, carnation absolute, frankincense, lemongrass, mastic, saffron, ylang ylang, bergamot, and tangerine.

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    Hedonism Bath Oil

    Please note all bath oils are 4oz

    Patchouli, ylang ylang, grapefruit, lemon, and myrrh.

    Awaken all of your senses with a bath that reawakens the passion of the soul.

    He who allows his day to pass by without practicing generosity and enjoying life’s pleasures is like a blacksmith’s bellows: he breathes but does not live. — Proverb

    4oz Bottle

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  • Hetairae Perfume Oil

    The sublimely beautiful, fiercely independent, impeccably cultured, fascinatingly worldly and witty courtesans of ancient Greece. A seductive and dazzling blend of golden honey, fiery patchouli, sweet fig and clove, and a blushing touch of ylang ylang.

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    Ignis Massage Oil

    In alchemy, the archetype of fire represents activity and transformation. Our blend of ylang ylang, patchouli, sandalwood, myrrh, palmarosa, and King mandarin personifies this classical element, and expresses itself through the stimulation of your sexual energy. This massage oil inspires passion, relaxes inhibitions, and instills you with a sense of power and magnetism.

    4oz bottle.

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  • La Petite Mort Perfume Oil

    Seduction, sensuality, the Act, and the aftermath all in one. The scent of warm, damp skin flushed with the glow of passion, touched by the luxuriant potency of ylang ylang and myrrh.

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    Lust Perfume Oil

    Uncontrollable passion and insatiable sexual desire: red musk, patchouli, ylang ylang and myrrh.

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    Lychee Vulva Perfume Oil

    Lychee, pink peppercorn, rosehip tea, pink peonies, angelica, and ylang ylang.

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    Marguerite Perfume Oil

    Rose, rose geranium, myrrh, ylang ylang, French gardenia, tuberose, red sandalwood, and palmarosa.

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  • NOW WINTER NIGHTS ENLARGE

    Now Winter Nights Enlarge 2024 Perfume Oil

    Now winter nights enlarge

    The number of their hours,

    And clouds their storms discharge

    Upon the airy towers.

    Let now the chimneys blaze,

    And cups o’erflow with wine;

    Let well-tuned words amaze

    With harmony divine.

    Now yellow waxen lights

    Shall wait on honey love,

    While youthful revels, masques, and courtly sights

    Sleep’s leaden spells remove.

     

    This time doth well dispense

    With lovers’ long discourse;

    Much speech hath some defence,

    Though beauty no remorse.

    All do not all things well;

    Some measures comely tread,

    Some knotted riddles tell,

    Some poems smoothly read.

    The summer hath his joys

    And winter his delights;

    Though love and all his pleasures are but toys,

    They shorten tedious nights.

     

    Shorten those tedious nights with a surge of body heat: vanilla-infused red musk, champaca, petitgrain, ylang ylang, patchouli, nutmeg, honey, galbanum, and traces of caramel.

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  • Ylang Ylang and White Musk
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    Pomegranate Vulva Perfume Oil

    Garnet rivulets of pomegranate juice, honeyed amber resin, labdanum, ylang ylang, tuberose, and red plum.

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  • POOR MONKEY

    Poor Monkey 2024 Perfume Oil

    cold first winter rain

    poor monkey, you too could use

    a woven straw cape

     

    Compassion: pink lotus root and fig milk with ylang ylang, bourbon vanilla, soft myrrh, fir, khus, and sandalwood incense.

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  • pumpkin lust

    Pumpkin Lust Perfume Oil

    We don’t judge. Red musk, patchouli, ylang ylang, myrrh, and pumpkin guts.

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  • A vintage-looking photograph of an old-fashioned pen and inkwell with text reading "Sonnet"

    Sonnet Perfume Oil

    Alice Moore Dunbar-Nelson

    I had not thought of violets late,
    The wild, shy kind that spring beneath your feet
    In wistful April days, when lovers mate
    And wander through the fields in raptures sweet.
    The thought of violets meant florists’ shops,
    And bows and pins, and perfumed papers fine;
    And garish lights, and mincing little fops
    And cabarets and soaps, and deadening wines.
    So far from sweet real things my thoughts had strayed,
    I had forgot wide fields; and clear brown streams;
    The perfect loveliness that God has made,—
    Wild violets shy and Heaven-mounting dreams.
    And now—unwittingly, you’ve made me dream
    Of violets, and my soul’s forgotten gleam.

    Heaven-mounting dreams: a cluster of wild violets, the first lilac blossoms of spring, honeyed honeysuckle, ylang ylang, a touch of fennel, and cerise musk.

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  • Tavern of Hell Perfume Oil

    Sometimes I would venture from my sepulchre to the jazz of night Paris, where having gathered the colours, I would think them over in front of the fire. I could be seen walking through a funeral corridor of my house and descending down a black spiral of steep stairs; rushing underground to Montmartre, all impatience to see the fiery rubies of the Moulin Rouge cross. I wondered thereabouts, then bought a ticket to watch frenzied delirium of feathers, vulgar painted lips and eyelashes of black and blue.

    Naked feet, and thighs, and arms, and breasts were being flung on me from bloody-red foam of translucent clothes. The tuxedoed goatees and crooked noses in white vests and toppers would line the hall, with their hands posed on canes. Then I found myself in a pub, where the liqueurs were served on a coffin (not a table) by the nickering devil: “Drink it, you wretched!” Having drunk, I returned under the black sky split by the flaming vanes, which the radiant needles of my eyelashes cross-hatched. In front of my nose a stream of bowler hats and black veils was still pulsing, foamy with bluish green and warm orange of feathers worn by the night beauties: to me they were all one, as I had to narrow my eyes for insupportable radiance of electric lamps, whose hectic fires would be dancing beneath my nervous eyelids for many a night to come.

    White gardenia, ambergris bouquet, lavender fougere, orange blossom, melissa, tobacco flower, coriander, ebony wood, ylang ylang, absinthe and aged whiskey.

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  • The froth of the serpents of pleasure

    The Froth of the Serpents of Pleasure Perfume Oil

    All thine the new wine of desire,

    The fruit of four lips as they clung

    Till the hair and the eyelids took fire,

    The foam of a serpentine tongue,

    The froth of the serpents of pleasure,

    More salt than the foam of the sea,

    Now felt as a flame, now at leisure

    As wine shed for me.

     

    Sweet red wine, oakmoss, ambergris accord, ylang ylang, and Spanish mandarin.

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    The Velvets Perfume Oil

    Five almost identically dressed, pale young women walked past him. They wore long dresses made of velvet, each dress as dark as night, one each of dark green, dark chocolate, royal blue, dark blood, and pure black. Each woman had black hair and wore silver jewelry; each was perfectly coifed, perfectly made up. They moved silently: Richard was only aware of a swish of heavy velvet as they went past, a swish that sounded almost like a sigh.

    Smooth inky musk, cathedral incense, ylang ylang, violet leaf, rose-infused amber, red sandalwood, and iris.

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    The Witch Queen Perfume Oil

    On a rocky mountain pass, on the southernmost slopes of Mount Belly, the witch-queen reined in her goat-drawn chariot and stopped and sniffed the chilly air.

    The myriad stars hung cold in the sky above her.

    Her red, red lips curved up into a smile of such beauty, such brilliance, such pure and perfect happiness that it would have frozen your blood in your veins to have seen it. “There,” she said. “She is coming to me.”

    And the wind of the mountain pass howled about her triumphantly, as if in answer.

    Wild plum, red musk, tuberose, calla lily, heliotrope, pimento, ylang ylang and beeswax beneath a dark haze of sinister purple-hued incense smoke.

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    Veil Perfume Oil

    A quiet scent, soft, calm and enigmatic. A perfume of mystery, of whispers, and of secrets behind secrets. White sandalwood, lilac, gardenia, violet, orris, lavender and ylang ylang.

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  • YOU ARE MINE, YOU SHALL BE MINE, YOU AND I ARE ONE FOR EVER

    You Are Mine, You Shall Be Mine, You and I Are One for Ever Perfume Oil

    Sometimes after an hour of apathy, my strange and beautiful companion would take my hand and hold it with a fond pressure, renewed again and again; blushing softly, gazing in my face with languid and burning eyes, and breathing so fast that her dress rose and fell with the tumultuous respiration. It was like the ardor of a lover; it embarrassed me; it was hateful and yet over-powering; and with gloating eyes she drew me to her, and her hot lips traveled along my cheek in kisses; and she would whisper, almost in sobs, “You are mine, you shall be mine, you and I are one for ever.”


    The consuming intensity of a passion that claims body and soul, blurring the boundaries between longing and obsession, lust and loathing. Ylang ylang and clove evoke the heat of skin against skin, bruised by bittersweet blackcurrant honey kisses.

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