Smells like stumbling across your ex’s old shirt at an antique or flea market — still smells good, damn it. It’s familiar, twisted, and just a little addictive.
It kicks off bright and fast: citrus peel and sunlit grapefruit, fresh enough to stop time. Then comes the slow bloom: powdery heliotrope, ripe plum, and a whisper of rose. Soft, but not shy. And just when you think it’s over — boom. Myrrh smoke, sweet tonka, worn cedar, and something darker that clings (in a good way).
Don't forget to trim the wick after use. It'll reset the candle 'memory' for a cleaner burn the next time you use it. Once your candle is finished (yes - so good, it'll happen sooner than you think), wash it out and re-use it for things the world can(not) see.
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