Memories of Canadian winters on the prairies inspire this rich fragrance.
Memories of nights so cold the air bristles under a perfectly clear sky as the moon shines ominously.
Things Crack. Things Break. Things Die.
This night is dangerous and so is this addictive scent.
As we seek refuge from the deadly cold the top notes are immediate and familiar.
The scent grows even warmer with the addition of smouldering, raw heartnotes.
Ancient oils darken this seductive aroma with memories of fire, warmth and comfort. Safe from the cold. No fear.
Ginger Star Anise