Bewitching Brews
PERFUME OIL BLENDS
Presented in an amber apothecary vial.
$6.25 – $25.00
Sea air, driftwood, waterlogged kelp, and the memory of plundered spices sprayed over worn leathers, rough musk, and the salty wooden floorboards of the Revenge.
Bewitching Brews
PERFUME OIL BLENDS
Presented in an amber apothecary vial.
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‘Tis said that when
The hands of men
Tamed this primeval wood,
And hoary trees with groans of woe,
Like warriors by an unknown foe,
Were in their strength subdued,
The virgin Earth Gave instant birth
To springs that ne’er did flow
That in the sun Did rivulets run,
And all around rare flowers did blow
The wild rose pale Perfumed the gale
And the queenly lily adown the dale
(Whom the sun and the dew
And the winds did woo),
With the gourd and the grape luxuriant grew.
So when in tears
The love of years
Is wasted like the snow,
And the fine fibrils of its life
By the rude wrong of instant strife
Are broken at a blow
Within the heart
Do springs upstart
Of which it doth now know,
And strange, sweet dreams,
Like silent streams
That from new fountains overflow,
With the earlier tide
Of rivers glide
Deep in the heart whose hope has died —
Quenching the fires its ashes hide, —
Its ashes, whence will spring and grow
Sweet flowers, ere long,
The rare and radiant flowers of song!
A sunlit ancient forest, dotted with wild roses, grape vine, and queenly lilies, clothed in swirls of opium smoke.
Though thy slumber may be deep,
Yet thy spirit shall not sleep;
There are shades which will not vanish,
There are thoughts thou canst not banish;
By a power to thee unknown,
Thou canst never be alone;
Thou art wrapt as with a shroud,
Thou art gather’d in a cloud;
And for ever shalt thou dwell
In the spirit of this spell.
A profound and entrancing potion. Deep, wispy, and unfathomably dark: vetiver, dark woods, crumbling and burnt black sandalwood and a drop of lemon rind.
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.
True, perfect golden light, refined into an incomparably glorious scent.
Blindparadox –
Tried it on and absolutely love it so far! To me it smells very oceanic for sure, and almost masculine, but not in a bad way. Once it dried the leather notes started to peek through a little. This would be the perfect fragrance to wear on stormy days.
Gloame –
A REALLY nice aquatic. Not soapy to me, and not sneezy. More of a masculine scent to my nose, but would definitely work unisex. The salty wooden floorboards really shine here — it’s woody, but has that salty-wet crispness to it. Very summer, very bright.
Where I’d wear this: To a themed waterpark, high summer
Cassia –
This is my go-to summer scent. Salty sea air, florals, and faint spices. If I know I’m going to get a little sweaty on the way to work but I still want to smell nice when I get there, this is what I reach for. I ordered an imp to try it out and it’s now on my list for a full bottle.
Binku –
Definitely more on the soapy side with a hint of flowers when you put it on your skin. However after a few minutes the soap-smell fades and the flowers mellow to let the other ‘sea air’ smell peak through. A very light fragrance I may use for an interview or at the office as it doesn’t overpower my neighbors like some heavier scents. In my bottle I don’t get much of the leathers until the soapiness is completely died down and the flowers are nothing but a memory.
therin.costa –
Calico Jack’s scent is an exact replica of how I remember Adventureland at Disney. I’m on a pirate ship and there’s a salty hint lightly playing over damp wood as waves lick the planks, the slight musk of spices drifting up from the hold below deck. This is the aroma of childhood, mischief, daring adventure and discovery.
rahekman –
Very soapy-smelling with a hint of floral, with the floral side coming out more in the dry-down. I don’t get much of the leather or “memories of spices” – instead, it smells to me like a slightly darker iteration of a Bath and Body Works-style beachy fragrance. Not terrible in and of itself but definitely not my cup of tea.