Poesie Perfume Limited Edition Perfume Oil (Limited)
“It is true, we shall be monsters, cut off from all the world; but on that account we shall be more attached to one another.” The Monster’s plea for a bride
Does longing have a shape or a scent? It is born when we are, and it follows us to the grave. Here, like a fevered madman working in the middle of the night, we’ve gathered our most bittersweet materials, everything that compels and repulses. They’ve come to life, shaped into something unexpected, complex, and filled with longing.
Notes: bitter almond + black licorice, graveyard dirt tinged with blood, the green bite of galbanum, forbidden manuscripts
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