Happy anniversary, Conjure! You're six now. Six whole years.
SIX YEARS?!? Wow.
That means if Conjure were a child, it would be a very fragrant first grader!
In all seriousness
though, these past six years have been so many things: amazing, scary,
wonderful, terrifying, encouraging, educational, silly, serious,
seriously freaky and mostly fun!
Six years ago, I was
just a little Iyawo fresh off the mat with nothing more than a book of
formulas, ideas and dreams, a crate of oils, a heart filled with passion
and a directive from Oshun to make perfumes for the people. Six years
later, I have over a thousand formulas, enough components to fill a
small aircraft hangar, and more heart and passion that you can shake a
stick at. I also have love. Which when it comes down to it, that's the
best part: my sweet three year old daughter Miss Lucy, my little ginger
baby Sebastian, my accomplice Sterling and each and every one of you.
Some of you have been with me from the very beginning (*waves at Valna,
my first customer*) some of you are new to the Conjureverse, but you are
all precious to me. And it's more than because you spend money here.
It's WAY more than that. It's the friendships that have been forged, the
connections made.
Things have never been golden for this business. I've
had to bust my ass to get where I am but there is no way in hell I
could have done this without you, your input, feedback, support,
perfectly timed kindnesses and love. There's that word again. LOVE. It
is why I breathe. Everything I do is in love; the way of the Love
Warrior. Our tribe. It's why I call this little perfume house that could
CONJURE. A living verb that manifests the desires heart and mind into
delights tangible, a world of our own making. Let's keep making our
magick, our dreams. our tribe. Let's keep CONJURE alive. Together.
Thank you.
A daring, devilish delicious elixir, simply sinful and searingly sexy!
Six layers of
Devil's food cake debauchery spiced with Ceylon cinnamon and Indonesian
clove bud accompanied by an oozing scoop of Mexican vanilla bean ice
cream slathered with caramel sauce smoked with lapsang souchong. Served
doused with rum and set ablaze!
Thanks to the inimitable Paula Schricker for the devil cake drawing! See more of her amazing art at her site, Lycanthrotech.
Thanks again.
Love and Bliss,
Vajra & CO
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