Jenjin
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Straining to hear, she wondered who the applause might be for. Surely not herself? Flaming amber, queen mandarin rind, yellow peppercorn, scorched yellow roses, and a hint of decay.
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Searing amber and Oman frankincense with champaca, bay laurel, and red mimosa. The Heats of August When summer opens, I see how fast it matures and fears it will be short; but after the heats of July and August, I am reconciled, like one who has had his swing, to the cool of autumn. – Ralph Waldo Emerson Artist - William Blake
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Sandy shores and sweet fresh water, lichen, green algae, and whitestem pondweed, with benzoin, hay, cyclamen, moonlit musk, cucumber, blue poppy, driftwood, and agave. A month of bounty, when the fish are plentiful and the corn grows high. This is the scent of breezes passing over the Great Lakes, mingling gently with traditional lunar herbs.
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Dead Leaves, Nag Champa, Tunisian Patchouli, and Vanilla Bean Hair Gloss
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A fragrant melange of foam insulation board, PVC pipes, jigsaw grease, stone-textured spray paint, and polyurethane sealant.
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Bourbon vanilla, tonka bean, raw cacao, and patchouli root illuminated by yellow bergamot, lemon rind, and white amber. Dreaming as the Summers Die Thy home is all around, Sweet summer child of light and air, Like God’s own presence, felt, ne’er found, A Spirit everywhere! – James Staunton Babcock Artist - Nicolaes Berchem
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Whether arising from mischief or malice, the calamities were undeniably linked. Rusted iron, mandrake root, burnt vetiver, and patchouli leaves
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A tarterian conflagration of red musk, mimosa, scorched leather, Halfeti rose, and king mandarin aflame with red pepper, daemonorops draco, red amber, patchouli ash, pimento berry, cardamom, and tobacco. July Art: Dreaming as the Summers Die Thy home is all around, Sweet summer child of light and air, Like God’s own presence, felt, ne’er found, A Spirit everywhere! – James Staunton Babcock Artist - Hieronymous Bosch
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A sainted sliver of dragon’s breath: dragon’s blood resin, vanilla silk, angelica seed, mimosa, orris root, pink grapefruit, and angelic amber musk.
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Be not afraid: globules of white coconut beaming through blinding white amber and Oman frankincense. And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days. – James Russell Lowell Artist - Berard Picart
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Indigo and crimson vegetal musks, sweet red oud, sandalwood incense, narcissus petals, orris butter, golden bergamot, ambrette seed, and black fig.
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Strawberries, Sugar, and Lime
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Gingerbread Milk - warm and frothy~
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Every crumb sticks to the fork: a dense, lightly-spiced cake glazed in raw honey gathered from bees who thrive on lavender nectar.
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Oak leaves, wine-splashed bark, goat’s milk accord, forest blossoms, and moss-dappled skin musk. Mayday Art: She Comes With Footsteps Light What potent blood hath modest May. – Ralph Waldo Emerson Artist - Gerard van Honthorst
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Black velvet, ancient climbing roses, champaca magnolia, and deep, resonant strings of amber. Mayday Art: She Comes With Footsteps Light What potent blood hath modest May. – Ralph Waldo Emerson Artist - Edward Okun
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A perfume simply inspired by a vintage Christmas postcard. Rose cream, jasmine cream, mallow, vanilla foam, and sweet amber.
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Cacao, red patchouli, night-blooming jasmine, Roman chamomile, and white tea. Thou shalt touch and make redder his roses With juice not of fruit nor of bud; When the sense in the spirit reposes, Thou shalt quicken the soul through the blood. Thine, thine the one grace we implore is, Who would live and not languish or feign, O sleepless and deadly Dolores, Our Lady of Pain.
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An effervescent aldehydic peach cologne with hints of crushed herbs and fern.
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Rose petal incense, twinkling white musk, sensuous labdanum, rhubarb, dried strawberries, and red amber.
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An itch that needs to be scratched: Snake Oil and three types of honey. In the middle of the flanks of women lies the womb, a female viscus, closely resembling an animal; for it is moved of itself hither and thither in the flanks, also upwards in a direct line to below the cartilage of the thorax and also obliquely to the right or to the left, either to the liver or spleen; and it likewise is subject to falling downwards, and, in a word, it is altogether erratic. It delights, also, in fragrant smells, and advances towards them; and it has an aversion to fetid smells, and flees from them; and on the whole the womb is like an animal within an animal. – Aretaeus the Cappadocian Oh, that wily womb! Hippocrates and his followers considered the womb a mobile creature, causing mayhem as it writhed its way through a woman’s body. Sometimes this ornery organ, due to lack of sexual activity, would create conflicts within a woman’s system or would become blocked itself, causing anxiety, nervousness, water retention, and sleeplessness. With the assistance of doctors, nursemaids, hand tools, or, occasionally, self-manipulation, this vexing condition could be alleviated through hysterical paroxysms. Or, as we call it nowadays: orgasm.
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Dragon’s blood resin, red ginger, bourbon geranium, thorny rosemary, red sandalwood, pink pepper, and green coffee bean. Dost thou dream, in a respite of slumber, In a lull of the fires of thy life, Of the days without name, without number, When thy will stung the world into strife; When, a goddess, the pulse of thy passion Smote kings as they revelled in Rome; And they hailed thee re-risen, O Thalassian, Foam-white, from the foam?