Seajewel
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A troglobiotic scent: black opoponax, sibilant white musk, black moss, shadowed stone, moonmilk, and cave-bleached serpent scales.
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Ancient cypresses draped in champaca orchid, pink rose petals, lavender milk, and blackcurrant bud.
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Myrrh, black musk, labdanum, and rose.
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Does this perfume smell funny to you? Strawberry greasepaint, candyfloss, squished roses, and cannabis accord.
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Another step forward on that strange bildungsroman, hovering on the edge of the bittersweet event horizon that is positioned between childhood and adulthood: a twilight scent of black plum, lavender bud, jasmine sambac, tolu balsam, cocoa bean, and tuberose set against a fading memory of spun sugar.
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A mean, green scent evocative of gargantuan homicidal extraterrestrial flytraps splooshed with guava blorps, blood red berries, and a hint of bruised lavender.
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A silly scent for silly people: vanilla ice cream, cake batter, gummy bears, buttercream frosting, and sprinkles.
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Blackened opium tar accord, champaca orchid, and violets.
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In which the fate of one’s entire garment rests on a stray flick of a feather: mallow flower, peppermint cream, blue lilac, bourbon vanilla, benzoin, English roses, teakwood, and nutmeg.
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Billowing clouds of mallow flower, cream, and peonies, soft blushing amber, corn kernels, budding wheat, and spun sugar.
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Bourbon vanilla, pink labdanum, pink pepper, honey, and bushman’s candle absolute.
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A shimmering, noncommittal pastel: ruby chocolate enveloped in white musk.
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Long shadows of lavender resin and red labdanum.
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One good churn deserves another: butter, cream, and a thump of frankincense.
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White sandalwood, vanilla bean, fig froth, and buttercream.
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You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday. You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth. The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far. Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness; For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable. A woody, deep patchouli with bourbon vanilla, rich amber, and soft golden skin musk.
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Metallic bronze musk, 6-year aged patchouli, and deep russet amber speckled with a patina of dark oakmoss, green cardamom, and tonka.
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Red musk and red ginger with pink peppercorn, golden amber, honeycomb, cassis, and pink carnation.
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A sorrowful Halloween blend of pumpkin puree, lavender bud, night-blooming violets, purple sandalwood, and tears.
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Fossilized amber streaked with red musk, orange blossom, tea rose, rose hips, wisteria, tobacco, and vetiver.
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A black velvet swirl of inky musk, sweet patchouli, opium tar accord, cypress, frankincense, red benzoin, and tonka with vervain, poppy petals, frankincense tears, and bracken.
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Frost-tipped hinoki, balsam, frangipani, white tea, ho wood, and honey.
