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| Weight | 1 oz |
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Daddy by EFFY Perfume Oil
$28.00
Daddy by EFFY Perfume Oil
$28.00
DADDY isn’t defined by gender: it IS a gender, and it’s anyone’s to try on. It takes all kinds — masc daddies, lady daddies, queer daddies, punk daddies, muscle daddies, soft daddies, big daddies, baby daddies, noncorporeal daddies.
Subtle differences in skin chemistry ensure that no two people will wear DADDY quite the same way; this power is yours to wield as you see fit. No leather jacket, no fishnets, no problem! (But if you want ’em, we know a guy.)
A roll in the hay with a sexy demon daddy: a diabolical incense with a splash of bay rum and a hiss of infernal fougere. Congrats, you’re a DADDY now too!
Label photo credit: Jordan Nachole Hall
The accompanying beard oil can be found here.
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