Rum, burnt sugar, and absinthe give a hint of oil paints to stretched canvas and tattoo ink; sexy swagger in rich musk is balanced with a sweet wisteria for his sensitive artistic side.
Hyacinth and cardamom blend sweet and spicy with badassery in motorcycle leathers.
Makhai gunpowder and steel flash to the surface, then fade away into belonging and brotherhood with fresh-baked spice bread and warm mahogany.
Resinous dragon’s blood coats gunpowder and steel, then is blended with red maple and dried birch for the solid safety of home.
Vanilla beans and oak-barrelled whisky form the central core of the O’Kanes, with leather and steel binding them together over just a hint of earthy farmland from the distant, hazy past.
The God-King of Sector One is a balanced blend of contradictions: francincense and saffron for the faith of his people; rich musk and bergamot for the man he never has time to be.
Carefully cultivated to present only the FANCY DUDE he wants you to see: sandalwood and vetiver swirl with red wine over warmer base notes of oakmoss, teakwood, and bergamot.
Genuine goodness in sweet and heady florals of magnolia and frangipani with effortless healing in linen bandages and rosemary.
Orchids blend with oak-aged bourbon and sweet almond to build a warm base cut through with bitter cherries and sassafras: an unapologetically feminine mix that will also cut you if you fuck with it just one more time.
Champagne and roses twined with brambles and crumbling winter leaves under a layer of fierce, piercing ice.
A pretty pretty princess in tatted lace, fresh raspberries, sweet vanilla, birds of paradise, and warm chamomile.
So much whisky, fancy fancy whisky; sweet bourbon mash, aged oak barrels, and smoked peat brings out hints of jasmine, fir, and the herbal notes of green tea perfectly balanced by a distillery genius.
Sweet cream, butter rum and clover honey are just a hair this side of too sweet; bunches of flowers in lilac, violet, and tuberose grow unashamedly wild and bright.
Climbing vines in English ivy and honeysuckle are mixed with fresh-brewed amber ale and just a touch of the mechanic’s motor oil.
Guns, leather, and knives; prickly cactus flower, black pepper, and bitters; Six is a lot of things, most of them violent — but also strong and protective, harmonious in their sharpness. She’s so good. I love her SO MUCH.
Inspired by an actual perfume invented for cancan dancers during La Belle Époque, because I am the biggest nerd. A heady sandalwood base with orange blossoms, violets, and sensous jasmine all blended with O’Kane whiskey.
Donuts and guns: spicy buttercream, rich, yeasty dough, sugared sprinkles, and gunpowder.