Scentalgias

This is refined, subtle opulence. The embodiment of ‘treat yourself’ in perfume form. It’s a Sunday afternoon at the most luxurious hotel and spa that you’ve decided you deserved and reserved yourself a room. The sun is shining as you step...

Reminiscent of the coziest place you’ve ever been. It smells like a wood burning fire inside of a log home in the middle of winter with cookies baking in the oven. There’s soft jazz playing on the record player; you’re bundled up drinking a honey...