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Ina Garten Davita

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    Love Me, Snake Oil, Sportive Sun, Pele, Privilege, Lyonesse, Ashlultum, Kubla Kahn, Banshee Beat, Snow Angel, anything with Egyptian Musk, ALL the newly released Carnaval Diabolique scents. They are revelatory.

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  1. Ina Garten Davita

    Witches' Lace

    Moss-green sugar spun lace dusted with mandrake root and sweet aged patchouli, dusty cedar, and crushed toadstools with a cauldron-splash of nightshade accord, tobacco flower, green cognac, and woodsmoke - …plus a pinch of ethically-harvested, locally-sourced vegan eye of newt and toe of frog.
  2. Ina Garten Davita

    They Shut Me Up in Prose

    Loosed from the satin-pale corset, emerging from a gilded cage, that prison of silence: sweet bourbon vanilla, pale sandalwood, mallow flower, osmanthus, and shards of frankincense. They shut me up in Prose – As when a little Girl They put me in the Closet – Because they liked me “still” – Still! Could themself have peeped – And seen my Brain – go round – They might as wise have lodged a Bird For Treason – in the Pound – Himself has but to will And easy as a Star Look down upon Captivity – And laugh – No more have I – – Emily Dickinson
  3. Ina Garten Davita

    The Rights of Women

    Too long degraded, scorned, opprest: a bold, strident red chypre with sweet wild patchouli, bourbon vanilla, Tunisian neroli, tuberose, warm red currant, strawberry, and red labdanum. Yes, injured Woman! rise, assert thy right! Woman! too long degraded, scorned, opprest; O born to rule in partial Law’s despite, Resume thy native empire o’er the breast! Go forth arrayed in panoply divine; That angel pureness which admits no stain; Go, bid proud Man his boasted rule resign, And kiss the golden sceptre of thy reign. Go, gird thyself with grace; collect thy store Of bright artillery glancing from afar; Soft melting tones thy thundering cannon’s roar, Blushes and fears thy magazine of war. Thy rights are empire: urge no meaner claim, – Felt, not defined, and if debated, lost; Like sacred mysteries, which withheld from fame, Shunning discussion, are revered the most. Try all that wit and art suggest to bend Of thy imperial foe the stubborn knee; Make treacherous Man thy subject, not thy friend; Thou mayst command, but never canst be free. Awe the licentious, and restrain the rude; Soften the sullen, clear the cloudy brow: Be, more than princes’ gifts, thy favours sued; – She hazards all, who will the least allow. But hope not, courted idol of mankind, On this proud eminence secure to stay; Subduing and subdued, thou soon shalt find Thy coldness soften, and thy pride give way. Then, then, abandon each ambitious thought, Conquest or rule thy heart shall feebly move, In Nature’s school, by her soft maxims taught, That separate rights are lost in mutual love. – Anna Lætitia Barbauld
  4. Ina Garten Davita

    Socius Beard Oil

    A solid, steadfast blend of patchouli, smoked vanilla husk, ambergris accord, and tawny oudh.
  5. Ina Garten Davita

    No Coward Soul is Mine

    I Undying Life: lavender, rockrose, and pale woods. No coward soul is mine No trembler in the world’s storm-troubled sphere I see Heaven’s glories shine And Faith shines equal arming me from Fear O God within my breast Almighty ever-present Deity Life, that in me hast rest, As I Undying Life, have power in Thee Vain are the thousand creeds That move men’s hearts, unutterably vain, Worthless as withered weeds Or idlest froth amid the boundless main To waken doubt in one Holding so fast by thy infinity, So surely anchored on The steadfast rock of Immortality. With wide-embracing love Thy spirit animates eternal years Pervades and broods above, Changes, sustains, dissolves, creates and rears Though earth and moon were gone And suns and universes ceased to be And Thou wert left alone Every Existence would exist in thee There is not room for Death Nor atom that his might could render void Since thou art Being and Breath And what thou art may never be destroyed. – Emily Brontë
  6. Ina Garten Davita

    I Sit and Sew

    Silk threads unraveling: sheer vanilla and violet leaf with jasmine sambac, white musk, and tea leaf. I sit and sew – a useless task it seems, My hands grown tired, my head weighed down with dreams – The panoply of war, the martial tred of men, Grim-faced, stern-eyed, gazing beyond the ken Of lesser souls, whose eyes have not seen Death, Nor learned to hold their lives but as a breath – But – I must sit and sew. I sit and sew – my heart aches with desire – That pageant terrible, that fiercely pouring fire On wasted fields, and writhing grotesque things Once men. My soul in pity flings Appealing cries, yearning only to go There in that holocaust of hell, those fields of woe – But – I must sit and sew. The little useless seam, the idle patch; Why dream I here beneath my homely thatch, When there they lie in sodden mud and rain, Pitifully calling me, the quick ones and the slain? You need me, Christ! It is no roseate dream That beckons me – this pretty futile seam, It stifles me – God, must I sit and sew? – Alice Moore Dunbar-Nelson
  7. Ina Garten Davita

    Wig Reveal Wig Spray

    A panoply of layered hues: champagne with a twist of white ginger, peach, raspberry pulp, and orange flower absolute.
  8. Ina Garten Davita

    Platinum Wig Spray

    White musk, silvered white tea leaf, Italian bergamot, and bourbon vanilla.
  9. Ina Garten Davita

    Brunette Wig Spray

    Sweet oudh, fossilized amber, tonka bean, coffee, and tobacco absolute.
  10. Ina Garten Davita

    Villain Edit

    Okay, fine, you DID say those things… but they were taken completely out of context! Here’s a blend to help you ease into your new status as a femme fatale: Black leather, pomegranate, saffron, pink pepper, and tobacco.
  11. Ina Garten Davita

    Kai Kai

    Will they or won’t they? Or did they already?? How thrilling to live in a world where femme-phobic stereotypes are being challenged and it’s no longer taboo for queens to hook up with each other. The scent of two drag queens in love: Red musk and cotton candy.
  12. Ina Garten Davita

    Jupiter's Bounty

    The Fulfiller Who Whispers Words of Wisdom This is a perfume of sagacity and good counsel, and the prudence and judiciousness that leads to good judgement. It is a scent of stability, prosperity, and sovereignty – but more specifically, the creation, fortification, and nurturing of a kingdom that you build for yourself through self-respect and sound choices, the ability to govern your impulses wisely, and utilizing generosity, compassion and kindness as a means of protecting and expanding your dominion. This is a perfume dedicated to Jove. I will sing of Zeus, chiefest among the gods and greatest, all-seeing, the lord of all, the fulfiller who whispers words of wisdom to Themis as she sits leaning towards him. Be gracious, all-seeing Son of Cronos, most excellent and great!
  13. Ina Garten Davita

    Vengeance Eternal Hair Gloss

    This is not over. Rage-red musk, razor-sharp tobacco leaf, black oak leaf, dried blackcurrant, and a smoky burst of patchouli.
  14. A sorrowful moon casts shadows through the boughs of an ancient oak. Scattered fir needles sinking into pools of blood, human and inhuman. Boot-crushed grass, salt air tinged with incense, and fire-ravaged cedar wood.
  15. Ina Garten Davita

    The Osiris Club Atmosphere Spray

    Ancient tomes and disturbing artifacts clutter the shelves of a posh club, where eons of incense smoke have seeped into suede and leather seats. A whiff of pipe tobacco and cologne, bourbon and gunpowder.
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