Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Sugar and Filigree, Miss Lucy's Three! Plus a brooding scent to mark a Saturn Return - LIVE at CONJURE!

Hello ConjurePunks!

Spring Blessings, Happy Walpurgis Nacht and of course, Beautiful Beltane!

A quick missive to let you know that we've two new scents for your consideration!

Happy Third Birthday, Miss Lucy! 

Lucy, what else is there to say that I didn't say these last two years to you? With each passing year, I witness your journey from dependent infancy to an independent young girl. In your eyes I can catch fleeting glimpses of the woman you will become, and while I know that day is still a long distance away, a part of me agonizes over the feeling that time is blasting past in leaps and bounds while another part of myself feels the days slide by slowly, imperceptibly, achingly slow.

It is my wish for you on your third birthday that you continue to grow into the kind hearted, warm and loving person that you are and that now that you are a big sister, you will teach your younger brother how to shine in the world as you do.

Lucy, you're sugar and filigree to me - It's how you sweetly turn and twist through time, continually embedding yourself deeper and deeper into my heart. Never let go.

I love you, sweet girl,


Aged vanilla infused musk, pink candy floss, quince, rock candy and angel food cake.

Happy 30th Birthday, Sterling! 

On April 21st, my dear hubs turned 30. And while he may be in deep denial over it, I still find cause for celebration! (And yes, my husband, my daughter and my son were are all born in April within two weeks of one another!) Sterling's birthday falls on the cusp between Aries and Taurus which I believe gives him a tendency to be rather intense and moody. (Sterling shares a birthday with Robert Smith from the Cure and we all know what kind of reputation that guy has for being melancholy and cantankerous! There just may be something in the stars that day after all....)

In honor of all the gloomy curmudgeons of the world, I present Moody Bastard, a blend most dark and brooding:

Black patchouli, smoked vanilla resin, shredded tobacco, oakmoss, teak, black tea and Indian sandalwood.

5ml Brown Apothecary Bottle $19
5ml Brown Apothecary Roll-On $20

SUGAR AND FILIGREE will be available until May 7th and MOODY BASTARD will be available until the end of May. 


The Nursery Rhymes collection celebrating the birth of our sweet Sebastian is still LIVE and be sure to celebrate the vernal season with the Le Sacre du Printemps series! Last chance for these beauties! 

All the best! 

Vajra, Sterling, Miss Lucy and Sebastian

Monday, April 22, 2013

Nursery Rhymes, Le Sacre du Printemps and Goths in Trees are LIVE!

Hello Everyone!

Join us is welcoming the newest edition to the Conjure family, Sebastian Ray Wright! He was born on Friday April 12 at 12:49pm. In celebration, we've resurrected the Nursery Rhymes Collection! He also gets two NEW perfumes of his own: What Are Little Boys Made Of? and Little Boy Blue. We have also resurrected Le Sacre du Printemps series that embodies the rapture of spring and Goths in Trees, our all organic/wildcradted essence crafted in gratitude to the planet. $3 from each bottle of Goths in Trees will be donated to the preservation of the orangutan and their habitat. Enjoy!



Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn.
The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.
Where is the boy that looks after the sheep?
"He's under the haystack, fast asleep."
Will you wake him?
"No, not I; For if I do, he'll be sure to cry."

Golden spun cornflower honey, hay absolute, dandelion, French lavender and vanilla infused amber.


What are little boys made of?
What are little boys made of?
Slugs and snails And puppy-dogs' tails,
That's what little boys are made of.

Mud pies, petrichor and patchouli mischief


All around the mulberry bush
The monkey chased the weasel.
The monkey thought 'twas all in fun.
Pop! goes the weasel.

A penny for a spool of thread,
A penny for a needle.
That's the way the money goes.
Pop! goes the weasel.

Up and down the City Road,
In and out of the Eagle,
That's the way the money goes.
Pop! goes the weasel.

Half a pound of tuppenney rice,
Half a pound of treacle,
Mix it up and make it nice,
Pop! goes the weasel.

Juicy ripe mulberries, toasted rice and a trace of treacle warmed with fig and a light dusting of nutmeg and clove


Bat, bat, come under my hat,
And I'll give you a slice of bacon;
And when I bake,
I'll give you a cake,
If I am not mistaken.

Devil's food cake, chocolate ganache, Conjure Oils' Apothecary dragon's blood and jasmine blossom musk


Curly Locks, Curly Locks,
Will you be mine?
You shall not wash dishes,
Nor feed the swine,
But sit on a cushion
And sew a fine seam,
And sup upon strawberries,
Sugar, and cream.

Raw sugar and vanilla bourbon extract are whipped into sweet cream clouds and served on fresh strawberry-filled tarts


Hey, diddle, diddle,
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon.
The little dog laughed
To see such sport,
And the dish ran away with the spoon.

Crystallized ginger, Indian sandalwood, black amber, vanilla resin and coconut milk.


Itsy Bitsy spider climbed up the water spout
Down came the rain and washed the spider out
Out came the sun and dried up all the rain
Now Itsy Bitsy spider went up the spout again

Night Queen, lily of the valley, rain musk and ozone


Little Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet
Eating her curds and whey,
Along came a spider,
Who sat down beside her
And frightened Miss Muffet away

Steel cut oats, Conjure Oils' Apothecary Raw Honey, whole milk, succulent black raspberry and orange blossoms


Mary Mary quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockle shells
And pretty maids all in a row.

Red patchouli, mandarin orange, frankincense, vanilla blossom, tobacco leaf, brown sugar and pink peppercorns


Ring around the rosy
A pocketful of posies
"Ashes, Ashes"
We all fall down!

Black rose incense, night blooming cereus, sweet pea, teakwood and orris root


Star Light Star bright,
The first star I see tonight,
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Have the wish I wish tonight.

Stargazer lily, sugar cane, black amber, red patchouli, butter cream and black tea


The Owl and the Pussycat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
"O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are, you are, you are,
What a beautiful Pussy you are."
Pussy said to the Owl "You elegant fowl,
How charmingly sweet you sing.
O let us be married, too long we have tarried;
But what shall we do for a ring?"
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows,
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose, his nose, his nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.
"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling your ring?"
Said the Piggy, "I will"
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon.
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand.
They danced by the light of the moon, the moon, the moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.

Honey rose, quince fruit, sparkling bergamot, sweet myrrh, a dark, calm sea and luminous moonlight musk


Twinkle twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are?
Up above the world so high , like a diamond in the sky
When the blazing sun is gone, when he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light, twinkle, twinkle all the night.
Then the traveler in the dark, thanks you for your tiny spark,
He could not see which way to go, if you did not twinkle so.
In the dark blue sky you keep, and often through my curtains peep,
For you never shut your eye, 'till the sun is in the sky.
As your bright and tiny spark lights the traveler in the dark,
Though I know not what you are - twinkle, twinkle little star

Valencia orange, golden frankincense, white amber, white grapefruit, opalescent musk and a shower of glowing sandalwood stars drifting in deep labdanum and oud ocean


What are little girls made of?
Sugar and spice,
And everything nice,
That's what little girls are made of.

Steamed milk, chai spice, vanilla bean infused simple syrup and a sprinkling of powdered honey


BACK BY POPULAR DEMAND ! With a title inspired by a blog I once saw, Goths in Trees was our first ever Earth Day limited edition from 2012! Using all natural, organic/wild crafted oils, we've resurrected the finest just for you. We'll also be donating $3 from each sale to SAVE THE ORANGUTAN, a non-profit organization dedicated to preserving the habitat and well being of these wonderful and precious creatures.

Deep and earthy amyris and balsam peru, gritty patchouli, ho wood and oakmoss brightened with olibanum, sweet orange and a subtle drop of ylang ylang sunshine!

Scents inspired by the fevered passions of composer Igor Stravinsky and choreographer Vaslav Nijinski

Le Sacre du Printemps, or the Rite of Spring, is a legendary ballet rife with sexuality, virility, primal, ancient magics and pagan revelry. Penned in 1913, it is one of the best examples of musical innovation that heralded the Modern period of music. It has inspired many - from Fantasia to Frank Zappa - and continues to ignite the hearts and minds of artists to this day.

We at Conjure can think of no better devotion to Spring than to create a fragrance collection based on this wonderful and exhilarating work of fine art. This is a conceptual line, offering Conjure's interpretation of the music, the myth and the meaning that resounds within the imagination.

Enjoy the rebirth and the rapture.

Danses des Adolescentes

The Dance of the Young Girls; a study in innocence.

Creamy orchid, soft skin musk, a blush of pink jasmine, white tea, candy floss and the finest gowns of raw silk and linen.

Jeu du Rapt

Ritual of Abduction; thief of hearts. Evocative of the myth of Persephone and the betrayal and agony she felt as she was spirited away to the underworld.

Crimson pomegranate, Moroccan fig, smoked vanilla sugar, soft moss, amber resin, aged black tea and opium poppy resin.

Rondes Printanières

Spring Rounds. Warm, sweet and renewing as the first day of Spring. This is the scent of hope.

Vanilla cream, pink hyacinth, ruby grapefruit, scarlet hibiscus, cake flour, caramelized coconut and raspberry infused patchouli.

Jeux des Cités Rivales

The Games of the Two Rival Tribes.

Spirited and spiced candied violets, bitter cloves, cassis and red sandalwood spar with black currant, ylang ylang, vanilla orchid, gunpowder and dried wild grasses.

Cortège du Sage

Procession of the Oldest and Wisest One. We revere the wisdom of the ages and respect our elders.

We honor the Old Ones: clary and desert sages, chaparral, creosote, ancient wood, faded leather and cactus flower sweetened with desiccated fireweed honey.

Adoration de la Terre

The Kiss of the Earth. Earthbound and beautiful; the blue dot in a sea of black that we call home.

Warm and golden as a summer's sunset: peach blossom honey, chthonic amber resin, toasted basmati rice, cured tobacco, sweet tea and blonde patchouli.

Danse de la Terre

Dancing Out of the Underworld. Persephone is free and the world is reborn in joyous celebration.

Escape the darkness with rejuvenating black Assam tea, dark coconut husk, aged vanilla resin, sacred sandalwood temple incense, earthen musk and shaved red mandarin zest.

Cercles Mystérieux des Adolescentes

Circle of the Mystical Maidens.

The Celtic festivals of Samhain and Beltaine are historically the two times during the year when the veil between the worlds of the living and the dead are at their thinnest. May 1st invites more than ancestral spirits - it carries the spirits of earth Elementals - faeries, gnomes, sprites and other creatures of myth as spring rains and gentle blossoms are carried on the perfumed breeze.

The Spring Maidens dance this eternal dance and weave into their rhythm the magic of the season working the rites that further weaken the veil making the world of seen and unseen indistinguishable.

"We gather in a strict formation, hold hands in a circle
and at twilight we all we all walk around the stones.
Spirits dance and bodies roll, hallucinations curtsey
as the river priestess consecrates the bones."

~ Casting the Runes, Legendary Pink Dots

Exotic tuberose, pink peony, lychee fruit, orange blossom, vanilla bean, tonka, strawberry blossom, bergamot and sugar cane.

Glorification de l'Élue

Naming and Glorifying the Chosen One who is the Golden Child, the May Queen, the Sacred Divine within; the Holy Fire of Spirit that links us with All-That-Is.

Glory be: golden saffron, antique patchouli, white honey, orris root, toasted almond, khus and splendid olibanum.

Evocation des Ancêtres

Evoking the Spirits of the Ancestors. We stand on the shoulders of our ancestors through love, adoration and veneration our predecessors are lifted, elevated, given light and eternal life.

Revere and honor: dried pomegranate rind crushed and perfumed with linden blossom, red spikenard, aloes wood, Egyptian sandalwood, sweet myrrh and Kyphi incense.

Action Rituelle des Ancêtres

Ritual of the Ancestors. Our ancestral rituals are remembered on a cellular level. Deep DNA memories are celebrated during the heart of the darkest night lasting until the break of iridescent dawn.

Honor those that have passed on with white sandalwood, red willow, amyris, palo santo, patchouli blossom, Himalayan cedar, ylang ylang, opoponax and ginseng.

Danse Sacrale

Sacrificial Dance of the Chosen One.

Sacred and uplifting: crystal amber, blue lavender, cyclamen, white sage, honeydew, vanilla musk, candied violets and a gentle heart of white rose tea.

Le Sacre du Printemps will be available until June 21st

Blessed Spring everyone,