The Omens Collection:
Celebrate the duality of omens in this collection of fragrances inspired by the superstitions and lore of old.
The Black Cat:
A slinky spiced vanilla fragrance full of magic and a little intrigue. Notes of: bourbon vanilla pods, sugar musk, spiced incense, white patchouli mist, night blooming jasmine, and ambered resin.
The Broken Mirror:
A unique and brisk fragrance. Notes of: salt, white oud wood, ozone, and a touch of cardamom.
A dry wood fragrance rounded off with just a touch of vanilla and sweet autumn smoke. Notes of: white oak wood, smoldering guaiac wood, charred cedar wood, brushed suede, vanilla resin, and frankincense.
The Number 13:
A creamy spiced vanilla blend with just a hint of mystery hiding in its depths. Notes of: fresh vanilla beans, firewood, caramelized sugar, candied ginger, amber, cinnamon dusted patchouli, and a hint of black cocoa powder.
The sweet fragrance of honeyed vanilla and dry woods. Notes of: crystalized wildflower honey, smoked vanilla beans, raw amber, and kindled birch wood.
A collection that celebrates the magic of autumn and fall celebrations. The Faire has come to the sleepy little town of Solstice bringing with it artisans who put a little more than love into their wares. Come find some hidden magic where the fragrances of rich spices, harvest fruits, pumpkins fresh from the field, hot teas, caramelized sugars and sweet creams blend with crimson leaves, bonfires, and dry October woods.
"On the eve of every autumn equinox, the Faire finds the town of Solstice. Slipping in sometime before the dawn, they say that no one from Solstice has ever actually seen the Faire arrive. It is as if it springs up from the earth in a frenzy of colored tents, banners, bells, bonfires, singing and scents...oh, the scents! Ever playful autumn breezes carry the warm and irresistible fragrances of spiced apples and pumpkins, sweet creams and gingerbreads, copper pot scalded caramels, exotic resins and incense laden smoke straight into Solstice where they intertwine with the scents of the surrounding forest, fallen leaves, and sweet wood bonfires.
They say that it is impossible to resist the fragrances that call from the Faire. They say that everyone finds a little bit of magic there.
They say they will see you soon."
The sweet calling of the faire in the heart of the warm autumn woods. Ginger infused fruits, apple wood bonfires, golden hay bales, blonde sandalwood, smoked sugars, crimson tipped leaves, and spiced pumpkins.
The Candle Maker
The coziest tent belongs to the Candle Makers. It is radiates warmth and light and the fragrances of spice and melting beewax. Regal ivory tapers, still joined to their twins and hanging from cotton cords fill every empty space of the tent. Amid the racks of curing candle, there is a special one that waits for you. Will you find it? Go ahead, one is calling to you. Let go and trust yourself to find it.
It is said that a candle from the candle maker when burned on a windowsill on New Year's Eve will ensure that your year is filled with warmth and light.
Warm vanilla, melted amber, carved pumpkins and hay bales, smoldering embers, whole cloves, crush allspice berries, and smoked tonka beans.
Warm and wholesome with a touch of spice.
The Palm Reader
Tucked in a quite corner, away from the bustle of the Faire sits a lone tent, drab in faded canvas. Muted fabric of the outside turns into a riot of color and light inside. Light beams dance from swaying crystals, strewing hundreds of miniature rainbows in all directions, scarves in every jewel tone drape the chairs and tables, a brewing tea simmers, and everywhere sweet scented smoke swirls. She knows your questions even before you do, she sees what you are afraid to ask and when she takes your hand her warmth envelops you. She closes her eyes and says softly, "always start with an open heart".
The scent of black tea, dried bergamot, white sandalwood, incense smoke, autumn spice, caramelized sugar, dried September apples
A sweet spiced smoke and tea fragrance.
The Sugar Witch
In a tent of pure white works a woman who's clad also in all white from the buttons at her neck down to the rivets in her boots. Her hair is wispy and prematurely white and piled on top of her head like an cloud tied earthbound with a pink satin ribbon. She has the palest blush to her cheeks and a sparkle in her eyes that speaks of nothing but childish wonder. Moving like a dancer she spins, she pulls, she melts her crystals of sugar into tiny works of art is shades of white and whispers of pastel to the faint sounds of music boxes that never seem to need winding.
It is said that just one melting taste of her crystalline creations on your tongue evokes the purest feeling of bliss, like a radiant sun, the laughter of childhood, and the most perfect summer day. Even the sweet air around her tent coaxes laughter and smiles from the tetchiest passerby. They say that no one is able to resist one of her sweet dusted confections and sure enough, everyone you pass will be carrying a box of pure white wrapped in a pale pink ribbon, a smile, and the reflections of childish joy in their eyes.
If you ask her if shes a witch she laughs a airy trilling laugh and says the only thing she charms is a sweet tooth.
The scents of warm marshmallow, fresh farm cream sweetened with vanilla and muscovado sugar, crushed tonka bean, caramelized maple, and a shot of bourbon to warm your nose.
Deep, rich warm autumn cream with a whisper of spiced maple and autumn leaves.
The Tea Blender
The smallest tent of the fair is adorned with the most flags. Large and small, frayed and new, flags of the people of the world, and of past nations, and lands yet to be known. They billow in the wind on posts and strings and sewn into the very tent itself and whisper, "come weary traveler, I have just the thing for your thirst".
Inside are jars of many sizes, slender and squat bottles, ornate boxes and plain tins all stacked impossibly high and each holding dried treasures of majestic tea leaves from every reach of the world, rare spices still singing of caravan travels, sweet dried fruits from secret gardens, and seeds delivered by the wings of songbirds.
Whisper your fondest memory to the Tea Blend and with deft hands she picks and pulls from the crooked stacks of jars and trinket boxes. For a coin you are presented with a small cloth pouch. They say if you brew the contents of the pouch just as the sun is slipping into the horizon and drink it before the moon is at full shine that you will visit that chosen memory in the most perfect dream.
Tea leaves of black, green, and red, dried apples and pears, raw sugar, fresh amber resin, vanilla beans, a whisper of spice and blonde wood.
The Wood Carver
Follow the trail of wood shavings to the wood carvers tent. With strong, sure hands, the carver adorns the boxes with tiny delicately carved flowers and trailing ivies, perfect mandalas, intricate weaving knots, and animals so lifelike it is as if they slumber in the wood itself. Small square boxes of of the deepest ebony to round boxes of pale blonde ash and everything in between.
It is said that if you place a written name inside the box then that person will know you are thinking of them, no matter how many days, oceans or mountains separate you.
Cedar and oud wood spiked with clove, peppercorn, and smoked vetiver with a finish of amber resin, aged bourbon and vanilla and a touch of sweet wood smoke.
Sweet dry wood and cream with just a hint of spice.
Briar + Vanilla:
Raw vanilla, charred amber, dried brambles warmed in the sun, white cedarwood bows, dried oakmoss dusted with crushed tonka beans, a touch of woodsmoke on frost nipped air mingled with a soft sugar musk.
A two sided fragrance that is sweet and rich with a touch of the exotic in the undercurrent. Gooey sweet cream caramel and African vanilla beans poured over honeyed amber resin, dried tobacco leaves, and a hint of spice.
Take a walk down the snow dusted hollow where a cabin and all its sweet warm winter aromas await.
Notes of: smoked vanilla beans, snow dusted cedarwood with a touch of fresh split birch, crushed pine cones, dark veitiver, charred cocoa beans, dried tonka beans, and fresh nutmeg.
Lavishly rich, Fireborn is sweet and deep...a dark fragrance with layers of black cocoa powder, crushed tonka beans, ambrette seeds, roasted coffee, dewy vanilla beans, crystallized amber, dried orange peel, with a hint of woodsmoke.
Warm and sweet, like late September afternoons where the golden sun kisses the pumpkins slumbering in their fields.
Notes of: baking pumpkins and kitchen spices mixed with creamy vanilla and warm gingerbread mix with with rich deep fragrances of precious amber and sandalwood.
The golden kiss of autumn on late summer apples. Sweet cored apples, a hint of fresh pumpkin, caramelized sugar cane, and honeyed white oak. This fragrance is sweet, fresh, and everything autumn.
A Ghost Story:
A haunting and sheer fragrance, both beautiful and a little sad.
Soft notes of white musk, vanilla orchid, raw vanilla beans, tonka bean, bergamot, vanilla infused sugar, heliotrope, black plum, and night violets
Sweet, warm, and utterly inviting. The scent of fire scorched marshmallows, steamed vanilla infused milk, a touch of fire warmed white amber, and a whisper of crushed alpine flowers.
Brimstone and Chocolate:
The sweet and scorched fragrance of a lifetime of wishes, an unforgotten love, and a magic to bind them. An enticing gourmand fragrance with a bite wood smoke and charred spice.
The sweet base of raw cocoa, bourbon vanilla, crushed tonka beans, and crystallized honey, mixed with resinous amber, dried chapparal, smoked vetiver, tobacco leaf, and a touch of fire.
Call the Horseman:
Rich scent of forest and leather, of myth and ghost stories. Dry October woods, fallen leaves, worn leather, aged vanilla, fireside spice, and full moon mist. Warm, woody, unisex, with a hint of spice.
Notes of dry cedar, black vetiver, spiced peppercorn, red tea, tobacco leaves, charred cinnamon, saffron and ambered vanilla.
Day of the Sugar Skull:
Though not Halloween, something I love from this time of year. Sweet, warm, and irresistible. Notes of smoked vanilla pods splashed with bourbon, amber resin smothered with caramelized sugar, pomegranate soaked orchid petals, and spicy pink peppercorns all rapped in a thin veil of delicate musk.
Of the Wolf:
Molten amber, smoked vanilla, dried tobacco leaf, aged cedar, black pepper, fir needles, balsam wood smoke, and dried moss.
Stuck on You:
sticky, melted fruit candy, dried cotton candy, a touch of strawberries and sweet musk. Stuck on You goes on candy sweet and melts beautifully into a smooth, mellow sugar musk
When the smoke and smolder dies, when the embers cease flying, there is a subtle sweetness of hope that remains. Smoldering woods, charred vetiver, birch wood ash, burnt clove, warm amber resin, laudanum, and black vanilla. With a smokey start, The Watcher melds in a dark vanilla with subtle wood smoke tendrils.
A brew like no other. Black tea, spiced and steeped by the fire. Of coarse no one knows exactly what is in it. A bit a whimsy, a touch of magic, something sweet, and a bit of intrigue for a cool October night.
Notes of: Black tea leaves, birch wood, vanilla sugar, clove, dried amber, pumpkin, currents, dried apples, black heliotrope, and a touch of bonfire.
Wrapped Up in You:
Myrrh, warm milk, golden honey, frankincense, rosewood, old world spice, dried tobacco leaves, and incense smoke. Wrapped Up in You goes on sweet and comforting and dries down to a more complex dry honey scent.
A fresh, green, optimistic fragrance of watered greens, sweet cactus waters, healing aloe, and hints of white sage and orange flower. Notes of sweet fresh cut cactus leaves, aloe water, agave nectar, sweet ozone, pink pomelo, white sage, and fresh bergamot.
Sunny, happy, a charm of light. Sweet effervescent citrus fruits sprinkled with sugar and white blossoms. Notes of sweet mandarin, crushed lemon, pink grapefruit, airy lily of the valley, sun warmed verbena, pure sugar crystals, pressed linden flowers, and a hint of neroli and white sandalwood.
Fresh and invigorating with a touch of sweetness and innocence. Blue skies and sweet summer breezes, crystalline star strewn night skies and the clearest mountain waters. Notes of delicate sweet ozone, fresh cotton, white tea leaves, babies breath, bergamot, sweet crystal water, white amber, and sheer musk.
Feminine and demure this fragrance is a light dewy rose fragrance, dusted with lemon sugar sweet and raspberry nectar. Notes of dewy rose petals, lemon zest, sugar crystals, summer ripe raspberries, pink grapefruit, and bergamot blossoms.
Warm and bracing at the same time, both positive and negative. Aquatic notes of stormy seas and fresh rainwater mingle with the warmth of aged woods and ancient amber. Notes of fresh rainwater, charred tonka beans, dried cedarwood, black cypress, misty ocean shores, warmed amber, and dark mahogany.
Amber + Atlas:
A warm mix of soft amber and dried white woods, sun warmed trails and worn maps.
Amber resin, dried white cedar bark, white patchouli, cyclamen, damp moss, and a hint of paper.
Cairns are trail markers, waypoints, and vessels holding messages. The dry fragrance of stone standing forever in time.
Sun warmed stone, salt, windswept cedar, white sage, scorching sand, and dried bergamot.
Explorers have discovered the world by the stars and the stars have lead them home again. The fresh fragrance of crisp night skies, sweet serenity, and calling of the stars.
Ozone, dew laden sweet juniper, cypress, and mist.
Verdi simply means green. The majesty of an old growth forest cut with hidden deer trails and deep clear water springs. The feeling of being surrounded by every shade of green the earth has ever bloomed. Fresh, slightly sweet, and green in the best way possible.
Cedar, dewy ferns, teak wood, green amber, oakmoss, and coriander.
Wayfinder (noun) (plural wayfinders) One who finds a way: either a physical route or a means to achieve something.
Boots on terrain and the pull of adventure at your soul, a fragrance that is earthy with a spark of wanderlust.
Rocky trails, dried brush, aged oak, green cedar, with the tang of bergamot and green vetiver
A collection of autumn splendor, dark October secrets, and of something lurking just inside the woods. With notes of harvest spices, dry autumn woods, ripe pumpkins and rich vanilla, golden amber, woodsmoke and brisk October air, Jack's Woods is a celebration of Halloween lore and life in small mountain towns. These fragrances are complex, unexpected, and just a little dark.
Dead Woods Bonfire:
Fire roasted pumpkins dusted with cinnamon and clove, charred oud wood and sandalwood, molten amber, sweet wood ash, and a hint of aged leather.
- A rich and tempting pumpkin spice with a firelit twist.
Warm gingerbread and weathered wood, toasted clove and nutmeg, dried tonka beans and vanilla pods, black peppercorn and corn husks, and a sprinkle of sugar musk.
- A ginger and spice fragrance like no other, dark and mysterious with untold secrets.
- Pumpkin and spice in the shade of the dark woods with a touch of foreboding. Notes of smashed pumpkin, dry autumn grass, charred wood, black peppercorn, grated ginger, smoked nutmeg, allspice berries, ambered musk, dry tobacco leaves, and a hint of woodsmoke in the cool breeze.
- A dark spicy fragrance with notes of woodsmoke and dry woods.
(formerly known as Friend of Jack fragrance)
Mist and Moonlight:
Swirling tendrils of sheer vanilla meet notes of white amber, benzoin, aged cedarwood, roasted tonka beans, pink peppercorn, and moonlit musk.
- A dry vanilla fragrance with notes of white amber and wood.
Cold October air on mountain stones. Notes of black amber, aged sandalwood, ozone musk, dried vanilla pods, a touch of moonlight and magic.
- A bracing, unisex fragrance with just a hint of sweet woods.
Amber + Coconut
A warm and sultry coconut blend for balmy beach days and steamy summer nights.
Golden amber sunset over fresh shaved coconut with a touch of tonka bean, golden amber resin, sweet vanilla pods, ad dried palm leaves.
A tropical coconut scent that will make you think of sun, sand, and lush green palm trees. Embrace summer and dive head first into creamy and sweet coconut love! Simple coconut goodness.
Notes of fresh shredded coconut, coconut cream, a whisper of tropical fruit and fresh vanilla.
A burst of tropical fruits and shimmering citrus. A bright and carefree fragrance for those who dream of endless summer days.
Notes of pink grapefruit, mandarin, bergamot, lychee, and cantaloupe with a touch of jungle greens and white tea leaves all on a bed of vanilla infused coconut milk and dusted with a light sugar musk.
Paradise in blue tinged twilight. Cool, fresh, with a touch of mystique and a sweet whisper of summer.
Fresh cracked coconut, crisp bergamot leaves, blue heliotrope, vanilla orchids soaked in coconut milk, night blooming jasmine petals, pink citron dust, and fresh cut sugar cane with a hint of sweet musk.
Suntan lotion on summer glowing skin, salty ocean air clinging to your hair, the sound of the waves carried on the warm breeze...this is summer
Notes of suntan lotion, fresh coconut, dried sea salt, lime peel, dewy jasmine, delicate musk, and sun bleached woods
Black Sea Salt
Sea mist blowing over black sand shores, the mystery of the sea and the secrets held in its fathoms. Fresh salt soaked cypress, dried oud wood, marine minerals, sea salt, and ocean air.
Wave. Rock. Mist. Wind.
Mist soaked and sun scorched basalt, bergamot, dried black tea leaves, and white sandalwood
Sun bleached and salt brined driftwood, crystallized amber, dried dune grasses, smoked tonka beans.
Lir is an Irish Diety of the sea and Guardian of the Afterlife
The crush of a storm surge, saltwater, cypress, sandstone, charred cedarwood, and black pepper.
A cool, upscale ozone fragrance with a touch of ocean mist and crushed sea salt.
Notes of frozen ozone, black sea salt, wild cypress, sea moss, and white amber
Sweet candied lemon peels nestled around sugared dipped vanilla orchids in a wash of fresh coconut milk and whipped vanilla cream topped with a kiss of spun sugar musk.
Heavy cream infused with fresh lavender, whipped, and sweetened with lavender sugar for a double shot of sugared flowers
Pink Petal Sugarcube
Perfectly pink petals dipped in a sweet berry glaze and dusted with sugar. This fragrance is as fresh and airy as it comes with just enough sweetness to be flirty and just enough floral to be chic. Notes of fresh cut peonies and tulips, wild honeysuckle branches, candied tangerine, glistening sugar cubes, raspberry syrup, and whipped vanilla,
Sugar Rose (2020 Update)
Inspired by a recipe for rose sugar cookies, Sugar Rose is delicate rosewater, moist raw sugar cane, and whipped vanilla with just a touch of wildflower honey and tropical fruit nectar. Reformulated for 2020, the new Sugar Rose is still the same gorgeous sugared rosewater fragrance, but more refined.
Violets and Creme
Simple, beautiful, elegant and oh so delicious; candied violets and rich mounds of homemade marshmallow fluff and fresh sweet cream.
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