A Pantomime of Deviltry and Debauch in Seven Acts
PERFUME OIL BLENDS
Presented in an amber apothecary vial.
$32.00
Crushed Baltic amber, golden fig, oud wood, red patchouli, white clove, and saffron.
A Pantomime of Deviltry and Debauch in Seven Acts
PERFUME OIL BLENDS
Presented in an amber apothecary vial.
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The essence of innocence shattered: glittering Egyptian amber and heliotrope, infused with the sweetness of strawberry and vanilla – dragged into debauch by lusty red musk and a dribble of black cherry.
A rich, bold blend of imperial rose, carnation, lush jasmine, lily of the valley, dark musk, amber, bergamot and gilded tangerine.
The amber necklace of Freyja, Norse Goddess of Love, Sex, Attraction and Fruitfulness. Her magnificent necklace was bought from four Dwarves [Alfrik, Berling, Dvalin and Grer] at the price of four nights of her passion. When Brisingamen graces your throat, no man can resist your charms. A glittering mantle of rich golden notes: five ambers, soft myrtle, apple blossom and carnation.
Sexuality, power, confidence. A meeting of modern, sleek elegance and rich, passionate history: sheer amber, black leather, white mint, lemon peel, white tea, grapefruit, kush, teakwood and orchid.
twopeople007 –
Smoky. That’s the first word that comes to mind with this scent. It dances on the verge of being bitter, but goes deeper instead of hanging around to sting your nose. Very woodsy, clove comes though strong. A hint of sweetness underneath. Sharp as steel. The only way I can think to describe it is a distilled bottle of the aftermath of battle, adrenaline not quite gone yet, trees burning in the night, blood moon overhead. Lingers for quite a long while on my skin.
Jenjin –
This is such a classic beauty, warm and intoxicating with creamy sweetness from the dark fig. Perfectly balanced within a glorious spicy, oriental opulence.Womanly and beloved, it brings to mind a Gypsy caravan, filled with opulent riches, precious amber, saffron and shining patchouli oil jars. Something within the aroma is so calming, almost sedative.I want to drape myself in silks, throw open the velvet curtains and dance in the bloody moonlight.