Gingerbread Ghost Perfume Oil
$29.00
Gingerbread Ghost Perfume Oil
$29.00
An otherworldly snack: gingerbread twisted in ivy and chilled by white iris, osmanthus, calla lily, gladiolus, lisianthus, and delphinium.
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