The Labyrinth Collection
Scents based on Jim Henson’s Labyrinth film.
PERFUME OIL BLENDS
Presented in an amber apothecary vial.
Because of the nature of this project, imps are not available for any Labyrinth scents.
Fairy Bites Perfume Oil
$32.00
Fairy Bites Perfume Oil
$32.00
“It bit me!”
“What did you expect fairies to do?”
“I thought they did nice things.
Like — like granting wishes.”
“Shows what you know, don’t it?”
Osmanthus and raw honey with lavender, chamomile, white peppermint, raspberry, honeysuckle, thyme, bergamot, and Dracula orchid.
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alikatcar7 –
This blend is delightfully complex. The floral notes are cut with the icy scent of mint then rounded out again with the honey and raspberry. Perfumes with a large floral composition tend to smell powdery or old – womanish on my skin and I was delighted to find this wasn’t the case with Fairy Bites. It has quickly become my favourite scent to wear.
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smells like a forest deeper than an ocean, trawling vines of unnameable flowers and distant laughter, eyes peering like flat coins between the trees and an ever-present whisper in a language you cannot understand save for the repetition of your name.