$4.60 – $19.75
True, perfect golden light, refined into an incomparably glorious scent.
PERFUME OIL BLENDS
Presented in an amber apothecary vial.
– August 15, 2022
Super lovely Vetiver, keltic scent, makes me think of forests and ancient secret shamanic magic.
– April 30, 2020
As it’s aged in the imp (I don’t use it often) it’s gotten better and better. It’s gotten a more clear unique smell and less of the basic “boy’s first cologne at prom” smell. It’s masculine and definitely like some kind of dry wood, in a good way. I feel like you can’t go wrong with this one if you’re trying to avoid anything sweet or fruity or flowery or spicy – it’s none of those for me.
– November 3, 2018
For me, this one did not smell very good AT FIRST. When initially opened, it smelled more soapy. As I decided I didn’t like it very much and left the bottle closed, and tried it again a few weeks later, it seemed to have changed and I liked it a lot more.
To me it still smells kind of “basic”, like just a slight twist on the kind of generic scent you might expect a teenage boy to wear to prom, but I still like it and definitely recommend letting it stew in the bottle to give it a 2nd chance if you don’t like it at first.
– January 21, 2017
I smell like a railway station.;[ the scent of wagons, that specific strange scent which makes you think of train journeys. Not in good way. Then it transformed to wet kitchen towel >.< first 'no' scent for me and Im dyin to try it on someone else.
– May 27, 2015
This is the ultimate wood fragrence for me. Cedary piney wooden goodness. The pine steps back on application and lets some smoke through. It honestly smells like I’ve been sitting by a bonfire for hours.
– February 15, 2015
Ahhh, the cedar. Smells like a sweater coming out of the closet in perfect condition and that happy, satisfied feeling of noting zero moth bites. Like the first few weeks of fall, when it’s not yet too cool, but you’re ready for the fireplace in the evenings. Lovely.
Unisex, dry, warm, woody.
– July 3, 2014
Cedra, earth, and vetiver. Straight up. This is the scent for wood or earth scent lovers. Makes for a great men’s scent. This one is a keeper and continuous buy for me. Absolutely amazing!
You must be logged in to post a review.
In Irish folklore the Dana O’Shee are a fae, elven people that live in a realm of beauty, their nobility akin to our that own Age of Chivalry, eternally beautiful and eternally young. They surround themselves with the pleasures of the Arts, they live for the hunt, and to this day can be seen riding in procession through the Irish countryside at twilight, led by their King and Queen. However, the Dana O’Shee are not benevolent creatures, despite what their unearthly beauty may imply. They are vengeful and treacherous and possess a streak of mischievous malice, and many have whispered that their true home lies deep in the shadowed groves of the Realm of the Dead. Hearing even a single chord of their otherworldly music leaves one stunned and lost to the mortal realms for ever, finding themselves prey to the Dana O’Shee’s hunt or enslaved in their Court as servants or playthings.
Offerings of milk, honey and sweet grains were made to placate these creatures, and it is that the basis of the scent created in their name.
One can even set up quite ridiculous cases. A cat is penned up in a steel chamber, along with the following diabolical device (which must be secured against direct interference by the cat): in a Geiger counter there is a tiny bit of radioactive substance, so small that perhaps in the course of one hour one of the atoms decays, but also, with equal probability, perhaps none; if it happens, the counter tube discharges and through a relay releases a hammer which shatters a small flask of hydrocyanic acid. If one has left this entire system to itself for an hour, one would say that the cat still lives if meanwhile no atom has decayed. The first atomic decay would have poisoned it. The Psi function for the entire system would express this by having in it the living and the dead cat (pardon the expression) mixed or smeared out in equal parts. It is typical of these cases that an indeterminacy originally restricted to the atomic domain becomes transformed into macroscopic indeterminacy, which can then be resolved by direct observation. That prevents us from so naively accepting as valid a “blurred model” for representing reality. In itself it would not embody anything unclear or contradictory. There is a difference between a shaky or out-of-focus photograph and a snapshot of clouds and fog banks.
A paradoxical scent experiment! – tangerine, sugared lime, pink grapefruit, oakmoss, lavender, zdravetz, and chocolate peppermint.
No cats were mistreated during the formulation of this paradox, or in the process of creating this perfume.
Deep, luscious green and berry scents that evoke images of woodland witchcraft and the raw power of nature: blackberry, sage, green tea, wild berries and dark musk.
This is the captured scent of a cold, moonless night, lost deep within the darkest wood. Haunting and desolate, this scent evokes images of fairy tale tragedy and half-remembered nightmares. Thick, viscous pine with ambergris, black musk, juniper and cypress.