Part of our housecleaning series! Over the years, we’ve made many prototypes that have gone unreleased and have had a few blending snafus that ended up smelling delightful. We are releasing these scents in an effort to stop Beth from hoarding them like a perfume dragon. To make things easier on us, we’ll be releasing them little by little in sets. They are very limited in quantity, and will not be re-released once we run out.
Junkyard Chocolate
$29.00
Junkyard Chocolate
$29.00
Rust, dirt, and a half-eaten chocolate bar. Unused prototype for a television promo.
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