Happy Birthday to Vajra! 2 New Scents in Celebration!  

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Hello Everyone!

After some prompting on FaceBook, I've decided to let these two scents go live. At first I thought it egotistical to release these oils to celebrate my birthday but as a few folks pointed out, without me there would be no Conjure Oils. Besides, they're *really delicious* and it would be a shame to sit on these beauties!

So, in celebration of my 34th birthday I present you with these two selections: Tempus Fugit and Vajrayogini.


These birthday offerings are $20 per 5ml postage paid.


Tempus Fugit

Time flies. 34 years and counting as the hourglass gradually empties.

A solemn party celebrating the inevitable we all must face. Vanilla cake, butter cream frosting, melting ice cream and funeral incense.


Vajrayogini - Indestructible Diamond


Vajrayogini is the supreme deity in the Highest Yoga Tantra of Tibetan Buddhism. She transforms the mundane into the magickal and defeats death, using it as a tool toward enlightenment.

Tibetan black musk, dhoop, molten red amber and spiced Eastern white sandalwood.

To order, please email paypal@conjureoils.com or email vajra@conjureoils.com to arrange credit card payments (or you can just call! :D 503-630-6895) Add-ons and additions are a-ok.

These will be available until February 12th.

Thank you all so very much for your love and support!

All the best,


Vajra

The Language of Love - Lupercalia/Valentine's update is a GO!  

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The Language of Love - Lupercalia 2010

How to say "I Love You" in many languages!

Whether it's Te Amo, Sarang Heyo,
Táim in nGrá leát or just I Love You, these scents capture the universal essence of love - no matter your mother tongue.

Slather yourself in self love, or share with a friend!

LIVE at Conjure Oils!

New Years Eve scents are live!  

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Hello Everyone!

2010 is almost upon us! Today, New Year's Eve, is an excellent time to get ready for the coming new year. Not only with parties, celebrations and resolutions but with cleaning and inner preparations as well!

We are also particularly blessed this year by being graced with a Blue Moon on New Year's Eve. A Blue Moon is when 13 full moons occur in a calendar year, and for it to fall on New Year's Eve - that's an event that takes place only once ever 19 years!

To celebrate the occasion, Conjure Oils is releasing two limited edition scents that will only be available today and tomorrow (12/31 and 1/1). They come in 5ml brown apothecary bottles and cost $20 each, postage paid. However, if you spend $50 or more at Conjure Oils today or tomorrow (on anything in the catalog) you can select one for free. Spend $100 or more, and I'll send you both as my New Years gift to you! May we all be happy, joyous and prosperous in 2010!

2010
Ring in the new year with this celebratory blend formulated to kick old patterns and habits out the door and usher in the new!





lemon blossom and linden cleanse the past. hyssop and rue herbs purify the present. brown sugar adds for sweetness in the coming year. Allspice, alfalfa and pyrite ensure a positive fiscal outlook for 2010.
A 1-2-3 punch for all the best in the coming year!




Once In A Blue Moon
A Blue Moon that occurs on New Years Eve only ever happens every 19 years, so we've pulled out the stops on this blend! Only the rarest and most precious lunar flowers and spices have been utilized. Once the blend is made, it will be left out overnight to absorb the lunar energies. A moonstone will be added to every bottle that is shipped.


jasmine sambac absolute, rose attar, Artemis' sacred white willow bark, violet, moonflower, cyclamen, orris and iridescent vanilla


To order just the blends, you can send a paypal payment to paypal@conjureoils.com and list your selections in the comments field.

To get them free, just place an order at the Conjure Oils site for over $50 to receive one of the blends (your choice! so please let it be known!) An order $100 or over will receive both.

TATs - the current turn around time for orders is less than a week! Take advantage of this occurrence that's almost as rare as a Blue Moon on New Year's Eve! :D


All the best in 2010 to you!

Vajra

Yule 2009 Update is LIVE! Buy 2 get 1 FREE Cyber Monday SALE!  

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Hello Everyone!

It's been a while since I promised a site update, but here it is! It's not incredibly big, but you know what? That's ok! As my body grows in tandem with the little child I have inside me, I get slower, more introspective. I find that my energy is turned inward. I'm less physically energetic; I find myself to be more dreamy, more receptive. I daydream in the bathtub and listen to music and feel a whole new range of complex emotions well up in me.

At the same time, business continually gets busier and that's great! My husband has been a great support in helping me keep up! Unfortunately, my morning sickness included an aversion to scents! (Oh no!) but it only bothers me slightly now. So I do apologize if things seem slower, but I'm running at a slower pace, trying to balance exhaustion, nausea and an ever-growing body! (Not to mention jacked-up printers and software! GRR!) I humbly thank you for your patience!

But enough of this sappy crap! On to the GOOD STUFF!!!

SALE!

Cyber Monday Sale - Buy 2 get 1 free! All lines (Except Limited Editions!)

Buy 2 bottles or pip sets and receive the third of equal or lesser value FREE!

The Cyber Monday orders for the sale will be accepted until Midnight Pacific Wednesday!

To order, just put the two bottles you would like in your cart and just add the third along in the comments or in an email! Easy peasy!

SHIPPING TAT FOR HOLIDAY GOODIES!

In order for you to receive your orders on time for the holidays, please order no later than December 14. I have re-enlisted my elves from last year to ensure we can get your packages out lickety-split!

SITE UPDATE
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Ghosts of Holidays Past - Yule 2009

The Winners of the Conjure Oils Holiday Contest are:


Samantha Sadler Texas , USA
Jennifer Teixeira California, USA
Lisa Chavez , New Mexico USA
Cassandra Messer Tennessee , USA\
Gail Talbot-Olson Massachusetts, USA

Please contact me to receive your Major Award! (A 5ml of your scent and a $50 credit at ConjureOils.com!)

And onto the site update...

Ghosts of Holidays Past

Yule 2009

It is only fitting that the holidays that celebrate the birth and return of light should be celebrated when the world is at its darkest (at least here in the Northern Hemisphere!) These scents celebrate that special liminal place where light and dark merge into a world created solely for those who exist on the other side.


A Spectral Ball

Encapsulating the holiday spirit of the spirits!

milky sap of poinsettias and yew lining the entrance to the ballroom, the ethereal breath of cardamom and cognac from the Yule punch, swirls of gossamer linen brushing the gleaming teak floors as the ghostly couples share a waltz from beyond the grave.

contributed by
Samantha Sadler Texas , USA


Belo Abismo

"Battle not with Monsters, lest you become a monster, and if you gaze into the Abyss, the abyss gazes into you." -Nietzche


sea lavender, bladderwrack, sea salt, lime and wanton tales dredged up from the myrrh-ky depths.

contributed by
Jennifer Teixeira California, USA

Haunted Gingerbread House

Eat this house before this house eats you!

ghoulish ginger, anguished allspice, vitiate vanilla, and craven cloves are seared into unholy brown cake walls topped with sweet cream concealing a dark heart of mayhem: bittersweet chocolate and chile.

contributed by
Lisa Chavez , New Mexico USA

Korochun

A Slavic holiday celebrated on the longest night of the year, December 21st. Hors, the old sun, becomes smaller as the days become shorter in the Northern Hemisphere and dies on the Solstice, defeated by the dark powers of Chernobog. On December 23rd Hors is resurrected and becomes the new sun, Koleda.

On this day Western Slavs lit fires at cemeteries to keep their loved ones warm, and organized feasts to honour the dead and keep them fed. They also lit wooden logs at local crossroads.

smoke carried on frosty air and promises of warm wheat bread, juicy figs, spiced cookies and buttered rum.

contributed by
Cassandra Messer Tennessee , USA

Winter Shroud

The cold loneliness of a mid-Winter night. Knee-deep snow below you, the silent forest around, and a clear never-ending darkness above. The only sound is the soft crunching of paws breaking through the drifts searching for prey. Everything sleeps, covered in a mantle of stillness.

smoldering oak carried to the nose on a bitter wind, frozen apples left to wither on the bough, decaying leaves amid ice tipped cedars lifted by the heat of dragon's blood and juicy pomegranate.

contributed by
Gail Talbot-Olson Massachusetts, USA

Yule Resurrected - 2009

The Anti-Claus 2009

Santa's evil twin who, come New Year, delivers the consequences of too much holiday cheer!

Peppermint schnapps, coal dust, cigar smoke, and wooden switches

contributed by
Karen Shibuya, Virginia USA 2008


Candy Caning 2009

It's pleasure and pain.

Tangy pomegranate and juicy black cherry submit to the decadent will of dark chocolate

Ded Moroz 2009

Ded Moroz, or Father Frost, is a character akin to Santa Claus in the Ukraine and other parts of Eastern Europe. He delivers gifts in person to children with his granddaughter Snegurochka,"Snow Maiden", donning his heel-length, crimson fur lined coat, hat and valenki boots. Celebrate a true Ukrainian Christmas with perennially popular Eastern European cookies baked special for Ded Moroz and Snegurochka! Cut into rounds, stars, or crescents, they are often hung on the lower branches of the Yule tree as treats for the younger children

notes in this delectable offering are warm and dry ginger, golden peach honey, orange peel and toasted almonds with a just a hint of spice and a delicate dusting of powdered sugar on top

contributed by
Jennifer Tonapi, Ohio, USA 2007


Festival of Lights 2009

Hanukkah, the Hebrew word sometimes translated as "dedication" or "consecration", is celebrated on the 25th day in the month of Kislev, falling anywhere between late November to late December. It is marked by lighting candles each night on the Menorah just after dusk to invite miracles, wonders and to express gratitude.

a scent for Hanukkah, warm and inviting: fresh baked loaves of Challah, golden tendrils of honey, sweet beeswax candles, frankincense, saffron, and clove

Contributed by
Shawna Morse, Georgia, USA 2007


Hannukah O Hannuka 2009

Come light the Menorah
Let's have a party
We'll all dance the Horah
Gather round the table
We'll give you a treat
S'vivon to play
And levivot to eat

All the sweet treats of Hannukah!

Strawberry-filled sufganiyot, a dusting of powdered sugar, honey-crusted sesame seed candies and milk chocolate gelt

Contributed by
Nikki Imai & Michelle Parker
Irvine, CA/Ottawa, ON 2008


Little Match Girl 2009

The Little Match Girl
By Hans Christian Andersen
first published in 1845

"Most terribly cold it was; it snowed, and was nearly quite dark, and evening-- the last evening of the year. In this cold and darkness there went along the street a poor little girl, bareheaded, and with naked feet. When she left home she had slippers on, it is true; but what was the good of that? They were very large slippers, which her mother had hitherto worn; so large were they; and the poor little thing lost them as she scuffled away across the street, because of two carriages that rolled by dreadfully fast.

"One slipper was nowhere to be found; the other had been laid hold of by an urchin, and off he ran with it; he thought it would do capitally for a cradle when he some day or other should have children himself. So the little maiden walked on with her tiny naked feet, that were quite red and blue from cold. She carried a quantity of matches in an old apron, and she held a bundle of them in her hand. Nobody had bought anything of her the whole livelong day; no one had given her a single farthing.

"She crept along trembling with cold and hunger--a very picture of sorrow, the poor little thing!

"The flakes of snow covered her long fair hair, which fell in beautiful curls around her neck; but of that, of course, she never once now thought. From all the windows the candles were gleaming, and it smelt so deliciously of roast goose, for you know it was New Year's Eve; yes, of that she thought.

"In a corner formed by two houses, of which one advanced more than the other, she seated herself down and cowered together. Her little feet she had drawn close up to her, but she grew colder and colder, and to go home she did not venture, for she had not sold any matches and could not bring a farthing of money: from her father she would certainly get blows, and at home it was cold too, for above her she had only the roof, through which the wind whistled, even though the largest cracks were stopped up with straw and rags.

"Her little hands were almost numbed with cold. Oh! a match might afford her a world of comfort, if she only dared take a single one out of the bundle, draw it against the wall, and warm her fingers by it. She drew one out. "Rischt!" how it blazed, how it burnt! It was a warm, bright flame, like a candle, as she held her hands over it: it was a wonderful light. It seemed really to the little maiden as though she were sitting before a large iron stove, with burnished brass feet and a brass ornament at top. The fire burned with such blessed influence; it warmed so delightfully. The little girl had already stretched out her feet to warm them too; but--the small flame went out, the stove vanished: she had only the remains of the burnt-out match in her hand.

"She rubbed another against the wall: it burned brightly, and where the light fell on the wall, there the wall became transparent like a veil, so that she could see into the room. On the table was spread a snow-white tablecloth; upon it was a splendid porcelain service, and the roast goose was steaming famously with its stuffing of apple and dried plums. And what was still more capital to behold was, the goose hopped down from the dish, reeled about on the floor with knife and fork in its breast, till it came up to the poor little girl; when--the match went out and nothing but the thick, cold, damp wall was left behind. She lighted another match. Now there she was sitting under the most magnificent Christmas tree: it was still larger, and more decorated than the one which she had seen through the glass door in the rich merchant's house.

"Thousands of lights were burning on the green branches, and gaily-colored pictures, such as she had seen in the shop-windows, looked down upon her. The little maiden stretched out her hands towards them when--the match went out. The lights of the Christmas tree rose higher and higher, she saw them now as stars in heaven; one fell down and formed a long trail of fire.

"Someone is just dead!" said the little girl; for her old grandmother, the only person who had loved her, and who was now no more, had told her, that when a star falls, a soul ascends to God.

"She drew another match against the wall: it was again light, and in the luster there stood the old grandmother, so bright and radiant, so mild, and with such an expression of love.

"Grandmother!" cried the little one. "Oh, take me with you! You go away when the match burns out; you vanish like the warm stove, like the delicious roast goose, and like the magnificent Christmas tree!" And she rubbed the whole bundle of matches quickly against the wall, for she wanted to be quite sure of keeping her grandmother near her. And the matches gave such a brilliant light that it was brighter than at noon-day: never formerly had the grandmother been so beautiful and so tall. She took the little maiden, on her arm, and both flew in brightness and in joy so high, so very high, and then above was neither cold, nor hunger, nor anxiety--they were with God.

"But in the corner, at the cold hour of dawn, sat the poor girl, with rosy cheeks and with a smiling mouth, leaning against the wall--frozen to death on the last evening of the old year. Stiff and stark sat the child there with her matches, of which one bundle had been burnt. "She wanted to warm herself," people said. No one had the slightest suspicion of what beautiful things she had seen; no one even dreamed of the splendor in which, with her grandmother she had entered on the joys of a new year."

Dying matches, splintered wood, bitter snow and the tantalizing visions of apples and dried plums fading from a vision

Contributed by
Atalanta & Fawxe, Texas USA 2008

Misa del Gallo 2009

Misa del Gallo, or "Roosters Mass" is a name used in Latin America for the Catholic Tradition of Midnight Mass. It comes from the belief that the rooster was one of the first creatures to witness and then announce the birth of the infant Jesus.

celebrate midnight mass in an ancient cathedral: dark amber, sweet myrrh, olibanum, candle smoke wafting heavenward, raw chocolate, desert chaparral and sweetgrass

Contributed by
Gary Lodato, North Carolina, USA 2007


Naughty 2009

"Good girls go to Heaven. Bad girls go everywhere." -Mae West


ginger infused bourbon vanilla, flirtatious bergamot, bold clove and champagne


Nice 2009


Just how good have you been this year?

a perfectly angelic arrangement of spun sugar, white orchid and sweet patchouli



Snegurochka 2009

In Russian folklore, there is a snow maiden named Snegurochka - daughter and helper of Grandfather Frost who has the jolly task of delivering presents to children on Christmas. In one old fairy tale, Snegurochka yearns for the companionship of mortal humans and falls in love with a beautiful shepherd named Lel. Unfortunately, her heart is frozen and unable to know love. Her mother - Mother Spring - takes pity on her dear Snegurochka and gives her heart the capacity to love. However, her heart of snow and deep ice melts in the heat of passion.

Snegurochka, how cold it is!
Vitreous soul
It does not wait my love
It knows all secrets in advance
How difficult it is for me
What more can I say?
And my heart aches
Ice heated
And difficultly selected words
Where is your accordion?
Where is the light of love?
Do you not know?

romantic and withering iced rose warmed with a heart of oud and ignited with spicy ginger

Contributed by
Christine D., OR USA 2008


Snowbound 2009

The sting of black leather on shivering skin; the merging of ice and lust.

Frozen musk topped by worn leather, thawed by sultry sandalwood and a drop of sweetest honey


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These scents will be available until the New Year!

Happy holidays and all the best!

Vajra

Third Annual Conjure Oils Holiday Contest is a GO!  

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Holiday Contest!

For the past two years now, Conjure Oils has offered a contest for people to come up with a suggestion for a Holiday blend of their own design. Each and every year, I get more and more stunning, wonderful and creative entries and I'm hoping that this year will be no different!

Conjure Oils Holiday Contest 2009!


Here's the contest: Come up with a name, a description, some notes, a story, an image. It doesn't matter which - you can develop the entire concept or just come up with one or two things. From these submissions, I'll select several ideas to create for the Yule line this year.

The winners will receive a 5ml bottle of their scent as well as a 50 dollar gift certificate good for anything on the Conjure Oils website! ...not to mention temporary fame there as well!

In order for me to potentially use them, all entries will become the property of Conjure Oils so make sure you want them out in the world before you submit your ideas! By entering the contest, you agree to give me permission to use your idea for production. If you don't want your name associated with your entry, let me know, ok? I'll respect your privacy.

Please email your submissions to yulecontest (at) conjureoils (dot) com by November 10th and don't forget to include your contact info!

I'll pick the winners on the 11th and make the scents available by November 15th. If I can't decide, or there are too many ideas, I reserve the right to freak out, scrap the whole idea and save some ideas for next year.

May creativity and good luck be with you!

Vajra

ps. The Hallows scents will be left up throughout the season to give folks the chance to get the ones they love.

Third Annual Conjure Oils Holiday Contest is a GO!  

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Holiday Contest!

For the past two years now, Conjure Oils has offered a contest for people to come up with a suggestion for a Holiday blend of their own design. Each and every year, I get more and more stunning, wonderful and creative entries and I'm hoping that this year will be no different!

Conjure Oils Holiday Contest 2009!

Here's the contest: Come up with a name, a description, some notes, a story, an image. It doesn't matter which - you can develop the entire concept or just come up with one or two things. From these submissions, I'll select several ideas to create for the Yule line this year.

The winners will receive a 5ml bottle of their scent as well as a 50 dollar gift certificate good for anything on the Conjure Oils website! ...not to mention temporary fame on the Conjure Oils website!

In order for me to potentially use them, all entries will become the property of Conjure Oils so make sure you want them out in the world before you submit your ideas! By entering the contest, you agree to give me permission to use your idea for production. If you don't want your name associated with your entry, let me know, ok? I'll respect your privacy.

Please email your submissions to yulecontest (at) conjureoils (dot) com by November 10th and don't forget to include your contact info!

I'll pick the winners on the 11th and make the scents available by November 15th. If I can't decide, or there are too many ideas, I reserve the right to freak out, scrap the whole idea and save some ideas for next year.

May creativity and good luck be with you!

Vajra

ps. The Hallows scents will be left up throughout the season to give folks the chance to get the ones they love.

It's ALIVE! Conjure Oils' Halloween '09 is unleashed!  

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Hello there!

Wow. What a hot and dreadful summer it was here in the Portland countryside. There were times when I sincerely thought I was going to melt! But I think the worst of it's over - I just came back inside from letting the rooster out of his coop and all I can say is that the weather out there, right now, is perfect. It's almost 70 degrees, azure skies that go on for miles and a there's just this quality of light outside today; the angle of the sunlight hitting the leaves as the days grow closer to the autumnal equinox.

Anyway! On to the good stuff! I've been really running myself ragged with the Hallows update. I feel compelled to make the current year's releases even better than the previous years'. And while that is an admirable goal and aspiration it can, at times, create a crucible of pressure and anxiety to be and do more better, faster and immediately and now. Ugh!

Before I got too twisted around, though, I remembered why I started this little perfume house that could in the first place - because I believe magick and mundane to be one in the same. Simple and elegant all at the same time. As soon as I remembered my roots, more or less, the ideas flowed quickly and easily. I mean, it still took me forever to get everything dialed in just so, but nonetheless, I am confident that this year's Otherworldly Hallows will blow your mind!

Catch the site update here, or read on!

NEW scents added to the CG:

Raw Honey and Milk Chocolate added to the Apothecary

Ganesha added to the Mythos collection

(on a slightly sour note, I had to bump up shipping just a smidge. USPS raised rates a couple of times last year, so I had to raise the shipping by .25 cents. So, that means all orders under $50 ship for $2.75 domestic and $4.25 international. Sorry folks. :( Thanks for understanding!)


An Otherworldly All-Hallows

Halloween 2009

All-Hallows marks the time of the year when the veil that parts the realms of the living from the dead is at its thinnest. These lucky thirteen oils were hand-crafted to embody the power and the spirit of the season that celebrates the darkest parts of our imaginations and of the unseen world around us all.

Available in 5ml bottles for $17.50 each and a set of all 13 bottles for $225 ppd.

To order visit Conjure Oils!

Abandoned Morgue

Are you here on a dare and wishing you weren't, or is this your new nightly haunt? Either way, this old abandoned morgue has many stories to tell. Tonight we'll listen intently with the lights out!

bonfire, tonka bean, vanilla bourbon, Zanzibar clove, amber and dark Indonesian patchouli.


Alien Autopsy

The tabloid you got in the check out line at the supermarket had an ad you couldn't resist -- after all, it guaranteed the videotape's authenticity!

Who would have thought that all that extra terrestrial goo was made of sugar?

sticky toasted marshmallow eyes, strands of spun sugar hair, white chocolate bones and oozing blackberry blood.

Black Flowers, Violet Ribbons

" Oh when I saw you standing there
Wild flowers dying in your hair
Child of harvest time coughing up must
Black flowers' dull perfume trailing in dust... "

Black Flowers Please by Current 93

Wreaths of mourning-black flowers tied with decaying violet ribbons dim the doors of those whose dear ones have recently departed. Let us honor those souls at this dark time of year!

a shriveled bouquet of jet-black blossoms: rose, poppy, hollyhock and lily, Victorian funeral incense, dust and hopeless decay.

Blood Rush

You were lurking in the shadows again, up to no good and, quite possibly, caught red-handed. You're going to have to think fast if you're going to get out of this one, but try thinking over the bang of blood in your ears that slaps your senses silly as adrenaline tortures your veins. You feel faint and your heart feels like it's going to explode out of your chest. You savor the rush and use your cunning to narrowly escape into the night.

three different blends of the darkest of chocolates coalesce into an intoxicating sugar buzz as cinnamon, ginger and the lightest suggestion of coffee kick your adrenals into high gear while opium and oud take the edge off.

Buried Alive. Again.

Didn't you learn your lesson after that last incident?

Dark wood from a fractured coffin, moist loam, ozone and mist, your white funerary flowers, a spill of dirt and a healthy dose of desperation.

Dem Bones

"Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones..."

they come alive at God's command! Dance with the skeleton crew in the moonlight as you attempt to connect your foot bone to your leg bone.

Dried bones dampen in a rare desert shower. Night blooming cactus explode in fragrant response as desert sage, sweetgrass and the scent of the tumbleweed that rolls amongst the tombstones perfumes the cool evening winds.

Midnight Dreary

Maybe it's the long winter looming around the corner? Perhaps it's the lengthening of the evening hours that signal the death of summer? Perchance it's simply sorrow for the lost Lenore? I couldn't tell you. But Poe's passion for the macabre (and maybe the love of laudanum) have led you down a dark path this evening. Will the sun ever rise again? In this midnight dreary mood, the answer is unlikely.

pale lilac and melancholy moonflowers decorate an antique mahogany table. Fig and clove, wafts of opium smoke hang heavy in the parlor as an open window carries a draft of night air and autumn leaves.

Murder of Crows

Every fall they gather in murderous shrieking clusters blacking out the branches in the oak and apple trees across the street. They caw and cackle in a long-overdue maniacal avian family reunion from Hell.

the softest touch of black leather feathers, oak splinters, acorn, crumbled leaves and baked apples drizzled in brandy all illuminated by creamy vanilla moonlight.

Psychopomp

This being is responsible for transporting freshly departed souls from the land of the living to the realm of the dead. He, or she is found in many of the world' s religions -- from Christianity's Saint Peter to Vodoun's Guede. When the time comes, take the spirit's hand and be eternally transformed.

subtle anise, kush, translucent musk, crimson cyclamen, nutmeg, tayberry and kyphi.

Punkin' Head

Aren't you just so cute in your little costume this year? Tell me, just what are you trying to be? A Devil? Angel? Monster? Or just your sweet li'l punkin' head self? Aww...

Juicy, spicy pumpkin blended in with adorable creamy bits of cheesecake slathered in caramel sauce

Somnambulist

Halloween doesn't seem like the best night on earth for a sleepwalk, or does it? Imagine stumbling, as if in a trance, through the dark streets at the mercy of the ghouls, ghosts and goblins that call this night their own. Perhaps they'd consider you a zombie and leave you to your business of roaming, or maybe they'd have a sinister plan for your spiritless shell that shifts aimlessly through the night. Either way, I hope you have clean jammies on.

White, black and red opium, darkest oud, deep clove, champa, artemisia, poppy flowers, cardamom, Arabian sandalwood and subconscious musk.

Spectral

The night of Hallows, known as Samhain by the Celts, is known as the night when the membrane that divides the world of the dead from the world of the living is at its thinnest. Many claim to be able to see spirits on this night and some even attempt to work with these spirits in seances and divinations. What do you seek from the dead when the veil is at its most fragile state?

ghostly black locust blossoms, white amber, pallid musk, sweet myrrh and vanilla flowers.

Withered Opera

Ancient pallid faces with hollow eye sockets wail and moan from the faded stage. Candlelight is all that illuminates the remains of a small theatre in shambles. Threadbare red velvet curtains partially cloak a cracked and decaying backdrop and springs reach like twisted fingers from the seats. Perilous holes dot the floor like a deadly pox waiting for just one misstep to claim their next victim.

The spirits that live in the opera house may have long since lost their bodies, but each and every night, the ghostly show must go on.

beeswax candles, damp floor boards, aged chypre, rusted metal, sweet tobacco and clove.



All-Hallows Resurrected - 2009

Available in 5ml - $17.50/bottle and 5ml sets - all 9 for $150

Calavera de Azúcar 2009

muscovado sugar, royal icing and meringue powder with a slight hint of metaphysical white musk.

Hänsel und Gretel 2009

a gingerbread house decorated with spice drops and butter cream frosting. The faint smell of a witch's brew filling the enchanted woods and roaring cook stove perfect for roasting a greedy little boy or girl.

Haunted Hayride 2009

On through the orchards to the haunted house you ride as twilight devours the crisp autumn day. You lie on your back, buried deep in the piles of hay. The tractor pulls the cart so slowly that you feel as if you're floating. You look up at the indigo sky; the emerging stars, the rising moon. The wind rustles the changing leaves as you tremble with anticipation of the terror that awaits you at your destination.

hay absolute is rounded out with juicy pippin apples, autumnal air, creaking floorboards and the faintest wisp of smoldering leaves.

Jenny Greenteeth 2009

Down in the misty bogs and marshes lives Jenny Greenteeth. Her skin is grayish-green, wrinkled and waterlogged. Her hair is stringy and black like seaweed. Her body is old, mangled, contorted. Her joints are swollen and her back is hunched. She waits in the dark on the waters' edge to pull wayward little children to their deaths in the murky deep where she snacks on their flesh and sucks the marrow out of their bones.


a maniacal mixture of marsh water, bladderwrack, spanish moss, decaying wood and swamp rose.

Mausoleum 2009

the dusty stillness of the afterlife: emerald moss, black orchids, cold stones and holy water.

Poison Apple 2009

the Queen disguised herself as a country woman and convinced Snow White to eat the poisoned apple. Too bad she didn't get to just wear the scent.

green apples coated in caramel sprinkled with brown sugar slathered in buttered rum.

Stingy Jack 2009

I hear that the legend of the Jack-O-Lantern goes this way: In ancient Ireland, an old town drunk by the name of Stingy Jack had tricked the devil from taking him to Hell on several occasions. The first time the devil came to collect Jack's soul, Jack was in his favorite pub enjoying a shot of whiskey. When Stingy Jack saw the devil he insisted that he could not go until his debt to the barkeep was paid. The devil, anxious to get Jack down to Hell, had foolishly turned himself into a coin to pay Jack's bar tab! When Jack saw the enchanted coin he quickly snatched it up and kept the coin in his pocket - along with his silver crucifix, thus binding the devil and keeping his sorry soul safe for ten more miserable years. The second time the devil came to take poor Jack to Hell, Jack pleaded with the devil that he may have an apple to fill his hungry belly before he departs forever to the underworld. Again, Ol' Scratch acquiesces and climbs up the apple tree. Now, Jack may be a drunk, but he is no fool. The devil couldn't get back down from the apple tree - Jack had scattered crucifixes all over the ground! In exchange for his release from the tree, the devil agreed to never take Jack's soul into Hell.

Well, eventually the time came when Stingy Jack's hard living caught up with him and he found himself in front of the pearly gates of Heaven where St. Peter promptly turned him away because of his sinful, unrepentant and debaucherous life. He was sent to Hell where the devil, upon seeing Stingy Jack, was more than pleased to hold up his end of the bargain and never let his soul enter.

Stingy Jack's face must have been a sight because, amazingly, the devil had mercy on sad Stingy Jack and offered him a glowing ember that he had found on the shore near the lake of fire.

Stingy Jack now wanders the earth seeking his soul's final resting place, having his way lit solely by Hell's ember placed inside of a carved turnip.

fresh pumpkin and whiskey-soaked fig are warmed with light musk, crisp apple and haunted wood

Sweet Death 2009

Oh blissful oblivion!

an orgasmic Ménage à trois of dark chocolate, milk chocolate and cocoa absolute merging with three vanillas, balsam peru, osmanthus and sexy musk.

Witching Hour 2009

a midnight walk through the pumpkin patch on All Soul's Eve.

Spiced pumpkin, falling leaves, a black velvet cloak to pull close for warmth and a frankincense candle offering for the spirits residing in the nearby cemetery.



... and that should do it!

Enjoy!

Vajra