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  Eusapia 2024 Perfume Oil

  The case I allude to is that of an invalid woman who belongs to the humblest class of society. She is nearly thirty years old and very ignorant; her look is neither fascinating nor endowed with the power which modern criminologists call irresistible; but when she wishes, be it by day or by night, she can divert a curious group for an hour or so with the most surprising phenomena. Either bound to a seat or firmly held by the hands of the curious, she attracts to her the articles of furniture which surround her, lifts them up, holds them suspended in the air like Mahomet’s coffin, and makes them come down again with undulatory movements, as if they were obeying her will. She increases their weight or lessens it according to her pleasure. She raps or taps upon the walls, the ceiling, the floor, with fine rhythm and cadence. In response to the requests of the spectators, something like flashes of electricity shoot forth from her body, and envelop her or enwrap the spectators of these marvellous scenes. She draws upon cards that you hold out, everything that you want – figures, signatures, numbers, sentences – by just stretching out her hand toward the indicated place.

  If you place in the corner of the room a vessel containing a layer of soft clay, you find after some moments the imprint in it of a small or a large hand, the image of a face (front view or profile) from which a plaster cast can be taken. In this way portraits of a face taken at different angles have been preserved, and those who desire so to do can thus make serious and important studies.

  This woman rises in the air, no matter what bands tie her down. She seems to lie upon the empty air, as on a couch, contrary to all the laws of gravity; she plays on musical instruments – organs, bells, tambourines – as if they had been touched by her hands or moved by the breath of invisible gnomes… This woman at times can increase her stature by more than four inches.
  —Chiaia, in a letter to Lombroso

   Pale lilacs, white tea, and candle wax.

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  London Perfume Oil

  Venerable Victorian Tea Rose… twisted, blackened and emboldened with wickedness.

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  Harper Perfume Oil

  Pale bergamot, labdanum, white incense, vanilla-tinged musk, Burmese oudh and tea rose.

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  Frederic 2024 Perfume Oil

  For some ridiculous reason, to which, however, I’ve no desire to be disloyal,
  Some person in authority, I don’t know who, very likely the Astronomer Royal,
  Has decided that, although for such a beastly month as February, twenty-eight days as a rule are plenty,
  One year in every four his days shall be reckoned as nine and twenty.
  Through some singular coincidence – I shouldn’t be surprised if it were owing to the agency of an ill-natured fairy –
  You are the victim of this clumsy arrangement, having been born in leap-year, on the twenty-ninth of February;
  And so, by a simple arithmetical process, you’ll easily discover,
  That though you’ve lived twenty-one years, yet, if we go by birthdays, you’re only five and a little bit over!

  Alas, poor Frederic the Leapling! — bound to the merry Pirates of Penzance until his twenty-first birthday.

  As his birthday comes around only every four years, so does his scent!

  Victorian whimsy and piratical romance: a reluctant seaman’s chypre sloshed with a mix of bay rum, patchouli, amber musk, dark woods, tea rose, and red currant.

   

   

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