EAU DU DIABLE | Eau de Cologne - orange blossom, jasmine, musk

The Devil’s Cordial; bitter rind and juicy pulp, expressed and set aflame. Cardamom embers and ginger sparks lap and lash at supple flesh, coaxing out supplications of pleasure and torment, agitating the humours and igniting tremendous appetite. Like a floral garland crown turned silver-tongued serpent, Eau du Diable tightens its grasp as it pulls the senses down into its infernal cradle. Such vivid night visions leave behind a haunting perfume of jasmine, earthen musk, and the pervasive feeling of hunger.

Scent has been ascribed spiritual virtue since we first pressed out wet, trembling noses to the earth, eyes cast skyward in wonderment. Eau du Diable is our own interpretation of a deal with the devil;  an infernal and animalic amber embellished by seductive white florals, citrus blossom, and spice.

Notes: Italian bergamot, spiced orange bitters, night-blooming jasmine, enticing promises, supple flesh, scorched soil, smouldering incense, warm smoky woods.
Featured Botanicals—or how the magic happens: bergamot, ginger, cardamom, neroli, clove, jasmine absolute, rose absolute, clove, ambrette, frankincense sacra, cistus labdanum, Sumatran benzoin, sandalwood, and roasted seashells.

The Ritual: Eau de Colognes are refreshing perfumed tonics formulated to enliven the spirit and its surroundings. Reject the idea of purity,  and use Eau du Diable as a perfumed cloak over the body & home, inviting in earthly pleasures.

Featured Botanicals—or how the magic happens: bergamot, ginger, cardamom, neroli, clove, jasmine absolute, rose absolute, ambrette, frankincense sacra, cistus labdanum, Sumatran benzoin, sandalwood, and roasted seashells.

The Ritual: Eau de Colognes are refreshing perfumed tonics formulated to enliven the spirit and its surroundings. Reject the idea of purity,  and use Eau du Diable as a perfumed cloak over the body & home, inviting in earthly pleasures. 

In your own words:  “... intimate and close to the flesh. The wild sexuality of bodies in ecstatic supplication. Sweet spit on skin and an otherworldly rhythm moving your limbs. Secret incense of woods and resins burning in the distance, and flowers exhaling into the warm night. It’s liberatory. Without boundaries. And it's absolutely perfect.” –J.