Kit Sahari Perfume Oil $32.00
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Kit Sahari Perfume Oil

$32.00

Kit Sahari, Lady of the Fennec Fox skull – deserted wanderer, a lone survivor, quick footed and silent, warm blood, bones and fur, sharpening blades by the fire.

Blood, bones, and fur: russet musk, desert sand, Daemonorops cinnabar, tonka bean, vetiver, and clove bud.

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The Ladies of Manor Macabrea collection features the fragrances of the enchanting women of the gothic watercolor comic Skull Maskerade by Carlations’ Carla Wyzgala and Justin Tauch. Artwork by Carlations. Follow Dahlia and her new companions down the rabbit hole as she uncovers the mysteries of this strange and savage world.

Co-creator and artist of indie comic Skull Maskerade, Carlations is at her core a watercolor pin-up artist devoted to bridging the gap between macabre femme art and sequential storytelling. Using vintage burlesque as inspiration, her work is an unapologetic celebration of the female form.

Carla Wyzgala

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