Baies (Berries) - Classic candle
A coming together of berries and flowers.
Country / Language: United States, English
A coming together of berries and flowers.
Fig trees in the hot Mediterranean sun.
An ode to springtime's most iconic flower.
A potent revelation of the vanilla pod's dark, smoky depths.
Sandalwood from Asia. Creamy, woody, contemplative.
The dense, smoky scent of a crackling fire.
A heady floral from the fields of Southern India.
Lavender fields, as far as the eye can see.
A delicate white flower takes on a tender yet voluptuous stance.
The golden warmth of amber, steeped in ancient mystery.
An ode to lily of the valley, fresh and delicate.
A multicolored bouquet of delicate florals.
A vast garden of white, fragrant blooms.
A sensuous swirl of honey, tobacco and spices.
A lively Mexican tree in full bloom.
The scent of a high-summer afternoon, captured in wax.
Into the heart of an aromatic forest.
A linden tree at the start of summer.
A golden cloud of tender mimosa, glowing through winter’s hush.
Precious violets, freshly gathered in the morning light.
A lively expression of tangy, Japanese yuzu
The sweetnes of citrus marmalade in the afternoon air
A treasured wood from the heart of the Orient.
A gently soothing herbal scent ceremony.
A massive bouquet of fresh-cut lillies.
A scented candle capturing all the fragrance of the forest.
The dense, comforting fragrance of a mighty oak tree.
Fresh-cut patchouli leaves drying out in the sun.
Green geranium leaves brightened by a hint of rose.
The essence of cinnamon bark, freshly torn from the tree.
An ancient resin, warm and balsamic, like sacred smoke.
Benzoin’s resinous warmth, caramelized and enveloping.
The quiet scent of temple air.
Powdery iris, elegant as perfumed leather gloves.
The scent of a field of wild mint on the wind.
A well-traveled take on the olfactory pleasure of tea.
A forest hazel tree, leaves and nuts entwined
Soft musk, tender and sensual, like skin against fabric.
The ancient, soothing balm of sweet myrrh.
Spices and candied orange peel, the scent of winter.
The scent of childhood memories of golden quince jelly.
A faithful reproduction of juniper berries.
Hawthorn in bloom, its soft perfume touched with honey.
An herbaceous freshness imbues the air.