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Scent Notes: Butter pecan ice cream with tiny speckles of salt and crystalized honey
Crystal checked her watch. Late, again, she thought to herself, rolling her eyes so hard her mom would’ve joked that they’d get stuck that way if she could see Crystal doing it now. She was at her local bar, the Broken Heart, which was currently so busy she’d had to wedge herself into the far back corner at a table that barely fit just her in order to have any space at all. Continue reading here
Scent Notes: Butter pecan ice cream with tiny speckles of salt and crystalized honey
Jade looked through the window to the dreary, rainy outside world. Her long, artificially blonde hair with purple tips was pulled back into two high ponytails. Her phone was shuffling between her favorite emo and punk bands: MCR, ETID, TBS. It seemed only fitting that on this Valentine’s Day weekend she was in the grey world of her room, listening to music, alone, with only her cat and her black heart for company. Continue reading here
Scent notes: Salted dark chocolate truffles with spiced caramel cores, and a shot of whiskey
Kaylee stared at her reflection in the mirror across the bar, and took a sip of her drink. The Bleeding Heart was a Valentine’s special cocktail her local bar, the Broken Heart, made only during the week of February 14th, so she made sure to drink a lot of them while they were available. Sure, she lived in a small town on the outskirts of a larger city, but the rent was cheaper here, and she felt more safe than she ever had living in more metropolitan areas. Continue reading here
Scent notes: A fizzing glass of champagne filled with fresh strawberries
This little tavern had always been Emma’s favorite in her little hometown. Not that there were any others, but she still loved this one, even if it was a little bro-y. Jake, the bartender, was the owner’s son, and although he was probably a good 5-10 years younger than she was, there wasn’t anything wrong with a little flirting, right? He was bartending tonight. Lucky her. Continue reading here
Scent notes: Rich nougat of vanilla, tonka bean and heavy cream poured over marshmallows
Once upon a time, Snow White had reigned as queen for many years. She’d never been married, although she’d had a string of lovers, none had ever committed. What’s a queen without a king though? Historically speaking, more powerful and awesome, which is exactly what happened to Snow White.Continue reading here
Scent Notes: wild rose, rich dark chocolate, fresh vanilla bean, burnt sugar, whiskey, bourbon, an old library in a dusty castle, patchouli, a cold creamsicle on a hot day, really good bacon.
Once upon a time, there lived two queens who were married to each other. They had been together for many years, and were growing old. While Madeline had been beautiful, it was her wife, Elizabeth, who was truly stunning. Her hair had been a bright shade of orange; now, it was mostly naturally white, but Elizabeth adhered to a strict hair dying schedule. Continue reading here
Scent Notes: English rose, honey, sea salt, dragonsblood.
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful young woman named Aurora who lived with her overly-protective parents, formerly the king and queen of the land, and three crazy aunts. She spent most of her days in her tower bedroom, reading romance novels and daydreaming. Continue reading here
Scent Notes: wild rose, lavender fields, a spellbound forest at night, a sprig of rosemary, cedar, freshly ground clove, bergamot.
Once upon a time, there lived a young girl named Madeline. Her parents had adopted her at a young age. According to them, they were on a walk through the woods with her grandmother, and they found her quietly sitting under a tree. Nobody else was around, so they took the girl in and raised her as if she were their own. Continue reading here
Scent Notes: wild rose, cedarwood, smoke, leather.
Once upon a time, there was a young couple named Martha and John. One morning, they were sitting across from each other at the table, quietly eating breakfast. “Oooh, ouch!” Continue reading here
Scent Notes: white rose, white musk, white thyme, a summer rainstorm, neroli, gardenia, a perfectly ripe grapefruit, kumquat, orange blossom, neroli, red mandarin, fresh dalmatian sage.
Sarah woke up with a start from a series of strange dreams. She’d been several different princesses, queens, and other fairy tale folk over the course of what was only a night, but had seemed like centuries. Continue reading here
Scent Notes: wild rose, English rose, white rose, woodsmoke, patchouli, dragonsblood, metallic copper, metal, smoky incense.
Once upon a time, the queen was throwing a tantrum, again. She was pacing the halls of her wing of the castle, wailing to any and all who came near. Her staff dealt with this several times a week, so they were used to it. “There are NO PRINCESSES LEFT,” Continue reading here
Scent notes: moss covered stones warmed by the sun and shining with a recent rain. Wild roses, heather, tuberose and labdanum blend with a drop of oakmoss
Scent notes: Tiny wild roses blooming on the forest floor, rich, spiced rosewood, vanilla laced with patchouli and sweet resins
Scent notes: crisp winter evening air, frost, sweet sugar plums swirl with delicious marshmallow.
Scent notes: an enormous blizzard on a cold winter’s night, a fireworks explosion.
Scent notes: a big glass of merlot, cinnamon sticks, freshly grated nutmeg, cedarwood, pure honey, frankincense, myrrh, sweet sugar plums.
Scent notes: Atlas cedarwood and pine, white amber, orange, and a drop of peppermint
Scent notes: a hot piping glass of eggnog, spiked with the finest whiskey. A dash of vanilla and spices to finish
Hot and cold. Fire and ice. The best of both worlds. The latest addition to our Game of Thrones-themed collection is named after the collection itself: Frozen Embers. It’s everything you would expect and anticipate from the clashing of heavy leather meeting silky peppermint; smoke and cinnamon; snow and blood orange. The best of the fire realm meeting the chill of winter head-on. It’s intense, it’s dynamic, it’s Frozen Embers. cue the theme music
Scent notes: Peaty oak moss, lemon verbena, frankincense, a double shot of good bourbon, smoky sandalwood
Scent Notes: newly cut grass on a hot summer day; smoky white musk; sweet Meyer lemon; real ginger; white tea; a fresh-picked Valencia orange.
Scent notes: White thyme, freshly ground black pepper, black jasmine, amber
Scent notes: Rosemary, finely grated ginger, cedarwood, fresh mahogany, teak.
Scent notes: Smoky meat (mmm, bacon), campfire, sweet cherry tobacco.
Scent notes: Ocean air, lemon and lime, thunderstorms, gloomy, rainy afternoons, tears
Scent notes: Ancient incense burnt in a tomb of darkness; the blood of a hundred dragons; Bay Laurel; pure, raw honey.
Scent notes: Juniper sage, neroli, patchouli, cedar planks, saffron
Scent notes: Supple leather, smoky sandalwood.
Scent notes: Fresh orange, spicy cinnamon, white musk, and freshly ground nutmeg.
Scent notes: Pine needles, cedar planks, eucalyptus, mossy oak, fresh lemon verbena.
Scent notes: Black tea, spices, lavender
Scent notes: Champagne, peaches, cotton sheets, rose, pomegranate, sage, neroli
Scent notes: Animalistic musk, smoke, carrot seed oil, ancient incense, spicy cinnamon
Scent notes: A perfect pink orchid gleaming on a windowsill, a bouquet of lily of the valley, well-oiled rosewood chess pieces
Scent notes: Sweet vanilla, smoke from the village you just burnt to the ground, decadent leather.
Scent notes: Amber, a pint of oatmeal stout, pure golden honey
Scent notes: Forest, sandalwood, incense, black musk
Scent notes: Rich, fluffy buttercream frosting, real vanilla, pure lemon
Scent notes: Lemon, fresh lemon verbena, fancy dark chocolate
Scent notes: Greenery, oakmoss
Scent notes: Vanilla, juicy green fig, freshly tanned leather
Scent notes: Rich chocolate, patchouli, freshly whipped buttercream, peasant dirt.
Scent notes: Licorice, anise, smoky campfire, fresh cedarwood.
Scent notes: A thick cloud of Egyptian musk drifting from the stall of an outdoor market on an overcast afternoon. Coconut milk bought from a vendor hung with pikake flowers, as you rest in a field of sunflowers against an oak tree gazing at the bodies of your enemies.
“It’s really quite simple,” Captain Mansplain said. “I found your secret lair in the easiest way: you sent me a note to come here to, I believe you said, ‘Meet my doom.’” He made exaggerated air quotes as he said it, because of course he did. “Although I don’t believe you really meant that, and let me explain why.”
“No, that’s exactly what I--” Feminista started to say.
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Scent notes: a cauldron full of a dark, bubbling, poisonous liquid with a distinct animal musk note wafting from the fumes and simmering bubbles, oudh wood, spicy dragon’s blood.
Captain Mansplain awoke in a dungeon he didn’t recognize, with a splitting headache. “This is definitely not my own personal dungeon, where I have absolutely never awoken after a rowdy night with a woman I most sincerely did not pay for who robbed me and locked me in my own dungeon. I’d recognize that place. This dungeon is most sincerely a foreign dungeon. Probably that rotten Feminista’s place. Ugh.”
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Scent notes: a freshly baked vanilla cupcake topped with buttercream, and marzipan, sprinkled with burnt sugar and a small drizzle of honey, left on the countertop with a lovely note telling you to eat it, and you have no reason at all to suspect that it’s poisoned except for that slightly faint hint of wormwood coming through the sweetness but hey, someone needs to eat this delicious cupcake right? There’s no way this could end poorly.
Captain Mansplain found himself, once again, in a large room in Feminista’s evil hideout. The room was empty except for a large compressed air pipe about midway up the wall behind him. He suspected cameras must be mounted somewhere in the ceiling, although he didn’t see any.
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Scent notes: Cedar logs burning in the great outdoors, smoky patchouli, Balsam of Peru (fancy, we know), a lavender grove on a perfect spring day, a sprinkle of anise.
Captain Mansplain laid on his back on the floor of the empty room, trapped in Feminista’s evil hideout. Oh, the humanity. Maybe he really had come to this terrible place to die. Maybe this is what happens when you make yourself a superhero. Perhaps the world doesn’t *need* a Captain Mansplain. Maybe he really is a bad superhero.
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Scent notes: a bottle of expensive Merlot, crisp Anjou pear, a ripe Valencia orange, tart lemon, juicy kumquat. Basically, really delicious sangria.
Captain Mansplain awoke, not for the first time, in Feminista’s secret island lair. Only this time, he was tied to a post that was hanging from the ceiling in a large room, completely unable to move. His mouth was shut with duct tape, and he could tell that the side of his face was bruised and aching. The metal floor felt hot beneath his feet, and it appeared that the floor could slide apart, like so many evil villain’s lair floors are wont to do. (Who makes slidable floors? He wondered to himself. Is that a good business to get into? Maybe I should try that. I wonder if I could wear a cape on the job?) He would have expressed his thoughts aloud, and indeed he was trying to, but the duct tape made it impossible to talk, so he was mostly chewing on it.
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Scent notes: Intense ambergris, freshly ground cardamom pods, molten honey, cocoa absolute, benzoin tree resin. (Note: if you get this scent as a perfume oil, some separation may occur; that’s perfectly natural!)
Ever wondered what it’s like to be a modern vampire? You’re in luck! Click the links to read the stories of Sylvia, Giorgio, and Louisa as they attempt to modernize their annoying roommate, Claudius, from a stereotypical sexy old-school vampire into one that doesn’t always wear leather pants and a cape.
Scent Notes: Cozy warm blankets, cloves, butter cookies, blood accord
Scent notes: Juicy red fruit: pomegranate, apple, black cherry. Dark rum, dragon's blood and cherry tobacco. A hint of blood accord
Scent Notes: Red lipstick accord, animalistic musk, guiac wood, blood accord
Scent Notes: A spicy, beguiling blend of Egyptian musk, elemi, cassia, myrrh, cardamom, and bitter accord. And blood.
The witches have arrived! No matter what type of witch you identify with (or which witches), we think you’ll love the whole coven and their individual stories.
Scent Notes: Two vanillas, chai tea, sticky benzoin resin, white amber, and many, many old books
Scent Notes: Burning leaves, gunpowder, leather, cardamom, clove
Scent Notes: Rosewood, guiac wood, and mahogany form the rich heart. Labdanum, hyssop, and a mossy forest floor meld with a drop of animalistic musk
Scent Notes: Bright stone fruits, petrichor and fresh turned garden soil, atlas cedarwood, daisies, and galbanum
Scent Notes: Fresh baking black bread with honey and butter, dalmation sage, white thyme, rosemary
Scent Notes: Rich vanilla and tonka, Indian sandalwood and black oud, a drop of patchouli
Scent Notes: Red and white musks, hay accord, pumpkins, blood oranges, burning leaves, white amber
Scent Notes: A truly rare blend of mosswater, copal resin, ylang ylang, and black musk
Traveled down the road and back again / your heart is true, you’re a pal and a confidante! If you’re eternally obsessed with the hottest ladies to ever live in Miami, you’re in luck, because this scent is all about them. Picture it: evenings on the lanai; eating cheesecake whenever you or one of your roommates is upset; cracking the most devastating one-liners and still staying friends even through all of life’s ups and downs. Friendship in the Internet age certainly looks a little different, but we know you still want to thank your friends for being there through it all (and showing up with the biggest gifts when we’re allowed to have parties again). Thank you for being a friend.
Scent Notes: Key lime cheesecake with graham cracker crust
Blanche Devereaux is the ultimate sex symbol, and no, we won’t be taking questions. Always down for a good time, Blanche likes her men any way she can get them. And, oh, she can get them. While she’s perpetually 49, in her heart she’s the blossoming belle who just won the Little Miss Magnolia pageant. Sure, she’s actually a Feldman with relatives from Buffalo, NY, but she’s a true Southern Belle in our hearts forever. While her beloved George is gone but not forgotten, she’s managed to console herself with cheesecake and plenty of … company. We stan a sexual 80s legend. Blanche Devereaux can do no wrong.
Scent notes: a sultry blend of amber and lilacs, with dark chocolate and classic magnolias and orchids
Queen of the comebacks and quick quips, Dorothy Zbornak is the hero of all the awkward, tall girls who stayed home and wrote poetry in high school, rather than going out on dates. Her ex was so stupid he had to get naked to count to 21, and we definitely understand that. Dorothy is the patron saint of sarcasm, the definition of a tough woman, but deep down she’s a total softie. She’s loyal and wicked smart, and will pick you up when you’re down (or kick you if you deserve to be there). We love Dorothy forever.
Scent notes: Rosewood and amber with a blend of cedarwood, cypress and blackberry sage. A dash of scotch whiskey, Egyptian musk and black tea
Oh, Rose Nylund, that sweet, simple soul. Our love for her is neverending, just like her St. Olaf stories. Sure, she’s not the brightest bulb in the kersnukenfluken, but she’s honest in her endearing naivete. Her weakness for cheesecake is incredibly relatable, but we’ll pass on any of her other Swedish delicacies, like eggs gafloofen or fish balls. Rose is always the butt of the jokes, but she doesn’t take any of it personally. Everything just rolls off of her, like water off a duck’s back. Rose Nylund is the best.
Scent notes: white roses and peonies, plums and apples, white musk and dragon's blood
A small thing like a stroke can’t keep a woman like Sophia Petrillo down. If anything, it made her into the lovable curmudgeon we all adore. Picture it: Sicily, 1920. A young woman contemplates leaving her small town, only to discover the fare is exactly her life savings. Does she sail off on adventure, or stay with her lover, the young Pablo Picasso? It doesn’t matter; the point is, her stories from the old country along with her brutal humor make her endearing. You can’t even be upset when she calls you a human mattress, because, yeah, that’s accurate! Sophia Petrillo is amazing.
Scent notes: Sugared vanilla vanilla, tonka, and blood oranges. Bitter accord, sandalwood, and white musk
Scent Notes: Swirls of pipe tobacco around a plate of nutty toffee and caramels. A pile of old books and a touch of nag champa. Candle wax dripping from the sconce by the wingback leather chair. and cheerful labdanum wafting through the open window.
Scent Notes: Sweet pumpkin souffle dotted with marshmallows and drizzled with buttery maple syrup. Tuberose wafts through the open front door.
Scent notes: Oakmoss and labdanum grows on the ancient stone walls of a legendary library. The last peach blossoms blow through the air as autumn sets in, and the last meyer lemon hangs from the tree. Rows and piles of ancient tomes sit, waiting, while students read by the light of carefully protected wax candles.
Scent Notes: Fizzing key limes topped with coconut cream, served on a black linen tablecloth
Scent notes: A rich, decadent gourmand of double salted caramel, marzipan, and coumarin, with a dash of old teakwood
Scent Notes: Rich lavender honeycomb is at the heart of this fragrance, with hints of elderberry, oud wood, clove, and patchouli
Scent notes: smoky palo santo, mysterious absinthe with bright drops of bergamot and oranges, Atlas cedar, sweet fennel, bitter accord
Scent notes: Bright, gleaming metals shine against a familiar background of oranges, cloves, and cinnamon
Scent Notes: Chocolate peppermint fudge and a fizz of late autumn figs
Scent Notes: A green, leafy concoction of galbanum, anise, peppermint, white thyme, with a grounding base of tobacco
Scent notes: Rain beats on old, weathered cobblestones. A cup of your favorite hot mocha steams next to a bowl of black cherries and black currants. A sprig of wormwood sits, waiting
Scent notes: Pumpkin spice incense, bright pink peppercorns, an early dusting of snow
House Novel Collections
You may have heard: Sometimes here at Suc, we get inspired and write novels to go along with our fragrances! You'll find those in the links below, often the stories are too long to comfortably fit in a normal scent catalog. We've included the individual scents with notes on this page, just in case you'd rather stay here!
The full novel is found through the link above, short descriptions below…
Scent notes: sumptuous leather, old yellowed books, pipe tobacco, soft sandalwood, white musk.
Scent notes: The metallic, exciting swirl of a downtown city, with wisps of exhaust and hot concrete. Hot black tea and white amber bring a touch of old world class, and copal resin deepens
Scent Notes: Swirls of absinthe and pipe tobacco, a drop of peppermint, base of warm amber and white musk and a light feminine touch of Egyptian geranium
Scent Notes: Spiced vanilla and amber meld with warm honeycomb. A midnight bloom of black jasmine dances with a whisper of dark palo santo.
Full story available through any of the links, scent notes below!
Scent notes: the ocean on a stormy morning; crisp white sails floating in the breeze, anchored to a mossy, kelp-strewn ship; pipe tobacco; bay rum; a perfect red rose and a lingering touch of vanilla. The perfect balance of refreshing, oceanic notes fading into crisp, light, slightly feminine notes.
Scent Notes: Hot red sands, exotic spices weave through petals of black jasmine, dragon’s blood and ocean spray
Scent notes: A classic Woody, green chypre with a base of labadanum, bergamot, oakmoss and patchouli. A green accord twines with a floral topnote of Lily of the valley, and a citrus splash of red Brazilian mandarin. Atlas cedarwood and a deep, rich sandalwood complete the mellow base notes
Scent notes: a gourmand swirl of honeyed chocolate with a smokey undertone of palo santo. Sandalwood, black musk, coumarin and a drop of camphor create a mysterious, dark undercurrent
Scent Notes: Peppermint swirls in warm vanilla milk with cardamom. Candle wax, cedar, and lush, green galbanum
Feeling a little toasted, marshmallow? When you're on a road trip, always remember to be polite. Angels have a way of reminding us of our manners, so keep in mind: Possessed or not, you're not Molotov proof!
Scent Notes: Toasted marshmallows, church incense, frankincense and myrrh, tuberose
Baby can't be with you all the time, so when you're reaching for your salt, reach for this too! Stuff your cake hole with peach pie, but remember: Driver picks the music.
Scent Notes: Cool night air and leather seats, peach pie, salt and sparkling aldehydes
Well, son of a bitch.
When you're hunting for demons and need a little backup, how about a hit of something awesome? Who can resist spiced hot chocolate on a cold day in hell?
Scent Notes: Mexican hot chocolate with warm milk and spices, a well worn flannel shirt, and liquid pools of amber
Worn out from hunting all night? Join us for some beers in the junkyard. Nothing goes better with flannel than an oatmeal stout with good hunters. Fight back against the cold night with your collection of trucker hats. y'Idjit. And your Colt. Sorry.
Scent Notes: Oatmeal stout, oak trees at night, the smell of a freshly fired Colt, incense from church, your favorite flannel shirt
So get this: Let's say your mother and girlfriend were both thrown to the ceiling and burned alive by 'the guy with the yellow eyes', right? Do you lay down and take it? Or go on a years long detective roadtrip with your brother, drink demon blood, and hunt monsters? Yeah, we thought so.
Scent Notes: Hot metal, campfires in the woods and old books, flannel shirts and a touch of coriander
Scent Notes: A swirl of spices (wormwood, ginger, and aniseed) play with a bright top note of red mandarin. Resins and a touch of animalistic musk create a lingering base note
Scent Notes: Vanilla bourbon, oudh wood, sandalwood
Scent Notes: Golden amber, black patchouli, citrus, warm woods
Scent notes: Driftwood, sea spray, beach grass, vetiver, lemongrass, clary sage
Scent Notes: a juicy blend of figs and blackcurrants, grounded in cedarwood and bergamot, with a sparkling dash of pink peppercorn
Scent notes: the musk of a real black bear that you fought with your own bare hands; fresh peach blossom (which is not as great as an Awesome Blossom, but does smell much better); honeycomb stolen straight from the mouths of the bumblebees (your apiarist owed you a favor); bubbles on a fresh glass of sparkling water, which ping about the glass like the laser guns wielded on the Battlestar Galactica. Glorious.
Scent notes: a glass of homemade lemonade on a hot afternoon (because your parents gave you money to start a stand, and now, surplus!); peppermint (straight out of the best ice cream flavor); a freshly picked yuzu (it’s a Japanese fruit, did you know that?); pomegranate (who discovered this fruit, right? What is the deal with pomegranate?)
Scent notes: a proper English garden full of roses and sweet pea on a warm summer afternoon, because you are a lady; sweet vanilla bean because dessert is the best meal of the day; a secret blend of exotic spices because you’re the spiciest person in the office; supple leather because you wear it as part of your girl group, Subtle Sexuality; a hint of gasoline because everyone knows you’re a little bit crazy and would absolutely go full-on Waiting to Exhale if need be.
Scent notes: A glass of whisky paired with a glass of bay rum aftershave with just a hint of lime squeezed in (because alcohol is an aphrodisiac, and nothing is better than mixing liquor and accidental aftershave to really get the party started); the best Pretzel Day toppings: chocolate chips and toffee nuts. And cocoa absolut.
Scent notes: Cinnamon. Cinnamon doughnuts. Yum.
We made this for our love of the best show to ever be cancelled, Firefly.
Scent notes: Rain, Salt Spray, Green Fig, Warm Meadow Sun
Scent Notes: white thyme, dalmation sage, sweetgrass, gunsmoke
Scent Notes: palmarosa, cactus flower, yuzu, mango mango, dirt, leather
Scent notes: golden honey, rich leather
Scent Notes: glowing amber, vanilla, smoked patchouli, roses
Scent Notes: Dark chocolate, dirt, incense, black pepper
Scent notes: tobacco/vanilla, gunsmoke, leather, sandalwood
Scent notes: Petrichor, bergamot, fresh green air, galbanum, guiac wood
A fearless blend of tuberose, sweet oud, nicotina, and rosewood
Scent notes: juniper sage, orange blossom, white tea & ginger, cherry blossom, ylang ylang, nag champa
Scent Notes: Grapefruit, Bergamot, White Thyme, Dalmation Sage, Black Pepper
Scent Notes: Gunsmoke, Ginger, Wasabi, Dragon's Blood, Metal
Scent notes: Rosemary, Vanilla, Amber, Honey
This collection was inspired by our love of all things witchy, in this case, poisons! Quick shopping links and scent notes below, full descriptions all in one place above!
Scent notes: antique lace, gasoline, old books, fresh vanilla bean.
Scent notes: A freshly picked red rose, old leather, white musk.
Scent notes: a bouquet of fresh-blooming frangipani, gardenia, jasmine, and honeysuckle, redolent indole, Egyptian musk.
Scent notes: A rich, loamy walk through a pine forest. Oakmoss and coumarin dry down to black musk
Scent notes: a big glass of whiskey, sandalwood, amber, real ylang ylang.
Scent notes: Oud wood, smoked patchouli, coal, freshly paved tar, cedarwood.
Scent notes: anise, freshly ground cloves, dalmatian sage, frankincense.
We here at Suc love two things: True crime and podcasts. The excellent folks at the award winning Bloody Murder have kindly allowed us to license their awesome artwork and provide fans with fun themed sets!
Scent Notes: Bourbon, Mahogany, Teak, Campfire Smoke, Dragon’s Blood
Scent Notes: Lilacs, Frankincense and Myrrh, Graveyard dirt
Scent Notes: Bourbon, Tahitian Vanilla, Lemon
Scent Notes: Fresh Strawberries, Tahitian Vanilla, Warm Honey
Scent Notes: Sedona, Juniper Sage, lemongrass, Mojito
This was the very first true crime podcast Andrea started listening to. It's one of the best, and is often playing in the lab. Full descriptions above, quick notes below:
Scent notes: Bourbon, Rich chocolate, Dark amber, touch of dirt
Scent notes: Tahitian vanilla, rich honey, fresh grapefruit
Scent notes: Flannel, Sedona trees, Bergamot tea, snickerdoodle cookies
Scent notes: grassy green tea, vibrant purple orchids, blooming cherry blossoms, rice milk.
Scent notes: many strong cups of black tea, burnt sugar, a library of old books, leather.
Scent notes: Soothing chamomile tea, with a touch of lemon, spearmint, and a drop of honey
Scent notes: blooming gardenia, lychees, red tea, fragrant jasmine, rosehip.
Scent notes: deceptively delicious bergamot black tea, fresh milk, honey straight from the hive, oat milk, freshly grated ginger and nutmeg.
Scent notes: fragrant white tea, grated ginger, saffron, a field of lavender swaying in a cool breeze, carrot seed oil, damp pine needles.
Samoa cookies: Chocolate, caramel and coconut; drying down to the rich loam of a mossy cedar forest floor.
Scent notes: Tonka, cognac essential oil, copal resin
Scent notes: Candied peonies, green tea, floral aldehydes and cucumbers, Egyptian musk and a drop of Animalistic stink
Scent notes: sandalwood, vanilla, spices
Scent Notes: A masculine blend of cherry tobacco, atlas cedarwood, forest accord and rosewood, blended with a fresh, rich spiced mango.
These are individual or pairs of scents released to stand alone. We've ordered them here by most recent release first
Remember those days of discreetly opening your mom’s purse, taking out her wallet, and attempting to snag a $20 bill or two so you could go to the mall, buy more hairspray and neon tights, and hang out with your friends in the food court eating meat products on sticks? Yeah, those were the days. If that conjures a wave of nostalgia, you’re going to love Your Mom. (The scent, of course.) It’s a sensory trip straight back to the 1980s; specifically, to your mom’s purse in the 80s. It’s also just a fantastic name for a scent, let’s be honest. How badly do you want to say “Your Mom” to that nosey guy in line behind you to get into the grocery store who keeps getting within 6 feet of you to say how great and weirdly familiar you smell? “Yup, it’s Your Mom, I just got a fresh spritz of her before I left the house.” He’ll leave you alone, we promise.
Scent Notes: white leather purse with fringe, Big Red chewing gum, a touch of cherry tobacco and lifesavers, and old pennies
Creamy, buttery strawberry trifle with fresh shortcake. Resinous dragon's blood, red musk, graveyard dirt, and a drop of blood
Sugared tuberose, suede and lemongrass, orris and sandalwood
Note: due to the high percentage of vanilla absolute in this blend, you'll see the prices of this perfume are higher than normal. The vanilla orchid has had a rough time this year, leading to our suppliers charging over $350/ounce. That means that this blend will not be available in our sets of five.
You’ve always been a little bit quirky. A little different. You’ve stood out as an individual since you were a wee babe. To you, being normal would be the biggest curse. As our spokeswoman Morticia is fond of saying, continue reading here
Scent Notes: A rich, decadent blend of Vanilla absolute, coconut pulp CO2, butter CO2
Note: due to the high percentage of vanilla absolute in this blend, you'll see the prices of this perfume are higher than normal. The vanilla orchid has had a rough time this year, leading to our suppliers charging over $350/ounce. That means that this blend will not be available in our sets of five.
Your oddness has always been a bit on the darker side. You’ve found yourself wandering down unlit alleys since you were small, asking questions you shouldn’t. A touch too interested in anatomy, in finding out what’s inside, in the joy of discovery. Drawn to chemistry and potions, continue reading here
Scent Notes: Vanilla absolute infused with resins of dragon's blood, copal, and rosewood. Cognac essential oil and a swirl of white chocolate complete this dark play on vanilla
The crow kept circling the parking lot, squawking whenever another crow flew overhead or nearby. “Hey!” he said. “Hey! Come hang out with me; I’m so bored!” But every crow kept flying by. Nobody wanted to get together today. “Come on!” he yelled, angrily. “It’s autumn! It’s spooky time; let’s all get together and freak out the humans. They never like to see a group of us in one spot.” He was alone. A solitary crow, circling the lot in anticipation. This went on for hours, until he realized why none of them stopped: he was committing attempted murder.
Scent Notes: a misty forest thick with oakmoss and the scent of bonfires. Cypress, suede, and osmanthus
The literal translation of memento mori is, “remember death,” though it’s often translated as the phrase, “remember you will die.” Yes, that sounds horrifying on the surface, but it’s a phrase of comfort. Without death, there is no life. Without darkness, there is no light. Death is what gives life meaning and purpose, and it doesn’t have to be this terrifying, looming presence in our lives. The recognition and acceptance of death makes life easier, sweeter, and more enjoyable. Memento mori, but don’t let it frighten you. It’s a reminder to live for today and to be happy and joyful in your life, while you’re living it.
Scent Notes: Incense, graveyard dirt and suede. Resins of dragon's blood and benzoin. Indian sandalwood and elemi essential oil. Amber, Egyptian musk and smoke.
Have you heard of the incredible Lilith Fury? Well, if you have, then you know how amazing she is; if you haven’t, you’re in for a treat. Keep your hands fastened on your butt so it doesn’t fall off! Lilith is an actress, model, activist and horror fanatic. She’s been in several horror movies, including the 2019 Child’s Play extended version, Mayhem, Freaks of Nature, and Night of the Living Deb. She’s also completely gorgeous, thoughtful, and on a mission for fat liberation. We’re honored to have designed this scent with and for her, and we think you’re going to love it, too!
Scent notes: Old leatherbound books, a cup of hot chai tea, scones, and elegant cold cream
What’s a shennanigator? A person who instigates shenanigans, of course! We all know a shennanigator. Some of us definitely are shennanigators, and for that, we should be celebrated, thank you very much! How? With SHENANIGANS! Yes it’s just fun to say these words over and over can you blame us?!
Scent Notes: Opens with the rich, warm aroma of buttered popcorn. Next comes raspberries, lemons, and green figs. Sweet oud lingers as a heart note
By the pricking of our thumbs, something wicked this way comes. Gather ‘round the cauldron, witches, we’re cooking up something special. A smudge of sage; some freshly picked apples; exotic spices; juicy figs; smoky pipe tobacco; wax from the eternal candle; a smattering of other delights. Mmm, doesn’t that smell wonderful? Be careful; potions brewed in cauldrons are particularly potent and delicious. Proceed with caution, pretties. Plus, it’s perfect for witches, wizards, warlocks, alchemists, or anyone who rejects or does not conform to the magical binaries. And don’t mind the dead man’s toe; it’s purely ornamental.
Scent notes: A smudge of sage; some freshly picked apples; exotic spices; juicy figs; smoky pipe tobacco; wax from the eternal candle; a smattering of other Fall delights. This is a perfect fall day full of crisp leaves.
Calling all true pumpkin lovers: yes, a pumpkin scent for fall with no hint of spice! A delicious gourmand blend of pumpkin puree and whipped cream, no trace of cinnamon, nutmeg, clove, or any other spice to be found. It’s pure, creamy pumpkin goodness. Swoon.
Scent Notes: A perfect pumpkin puree dotted with clouds of rich cream
Now, we’re not saying you can’t be a lady AND a legend. In fact, that’s absolutely possible! But sometimes, circumstances call for one or the other, and in those times, we implore you to be legendary. Being a lady usually involves abiding by the rules, following along with what is expected of you, and going with the status quo. Being a legend means not letting anything stand in your way so you can do what is right, no matter what anyone else thinks. Break all the rules. Define your own path. Don’t let the bastards get you down, and Don’t Be a Lady, Be a Legend.
Scent notes: Raspberry lambic with elderberry syrup, thick, resinous dragon's blood, and elegant amber spheres
That’s so ducking funny! Wait, no, I didn’t mean ducking. Ducking funny. Duck. What the hell? Autocorrect, I do not mean ducking, I have almost never meant ducking. You know me better than this! Ducking hell, man. I can assure you that nobody, in the course of typing a text, has ever meant that something was ducking awesome, or ducking great, or ducking delicious. You know what word I meant to type; you just don’t want to use it. Well that’s some bullshiz right there. But anyway, we got some to-go dinner last night, and I had the most delicious nachos topped with confit fuck. DAMN. IT. ALL.
Scent Notes: Black tea with a generous tot of whiskey. Grapefruit for a touch of bitter and a drop of vetiver. Nag champa and rosewood make a rich base.
Chances are high that, at some point in your life, someone has called you the b-word. They meant it as an insult. They thought you were too bossy, or demanding, or angry, or uncompromising. Maybe you didn’t return their unwanted advances. Maybe they didn’t have a reason; they just said it unprompted and out of the blue. But, anyone who calls you that doesn’t understand the power that word holds. Take that insult and turn it into a badge of honor; wear it proudly at all times, confident in the fact that you’d rather be a ruthless bitch than a spineless coward. In the wise words of Tina Fey, “Bitches get stuff done.” Do we ever!
Scent Notes: An unbelievably juicy blend of blood oranges and lychees. White amber and ginger lilies blend to give a sophisticated presence.
You know that feeling when you see something so cute it makes you physically angry? You wanna smash it and hug it and tell it how perfect it is but you want to destroy it because it’s just TOO CUTE and SHOULD NOT EXIST?! Like when you see videos of animals who should hate each other playing together? Continue reading here
Scent notes: Red apples, orange apricots, yellow butterscotch and champagne, green spearmint, blue heliotrope, purple lilacs and violets, mixed with a shitton of rainbows.
You ask me ‘bout this thing we share, and he tenderly replies: It’s Guy Love, between two guys. Well, in this case, our guy love is between a guy and anyone who loves him, no matter how they identify. Parenting is hard, often unacknowledged work, and no parents are perfect. Fathers are often seen as the heads of house; the ones who earn a living, drink too much beer in a favorite armchair and snore over the television, and at the same time are stern taskmasters, yet they love you and care for you dearly. Continue reading here
Scent Notes: pears, cucumber, hay accord, ginger lily, cardamom, suede
Scent Notes: unapologetic candied grapefruit, crisp cold rice milk, beeswax, rich tonka, and osmanthus
Scent Notes: Creamy honey nectar, pink peonies, real ylang ylang, and peach blossoms
We are living in the weirdest timeline: a global pandemic, we’re all globally connected yet socially distanced. It’s a rare moment in history, one none of us will soon forget, and we decided to mark it with this scent, Strange Days. We’re all waiting to see what happens, expecting the worst but hoping for the best. Good will prevail, right? Continue reading here
Scent Notes: White angelica, clary sage, wormwood and myrrh for protection from plague long ago, copal resin and monoi tiare, red mandarin, pink peppercorn, and grapefruit, ginger ale, sparkling aldehyde, and mimosa absolute. None of these things should go together, but they do, just like these strange days
Life is weird right now. We’re all socially isolated while remaining globally connected, for better or for worse. We have all the terrible and wonderful pieces of the world at our fingertips 24 hours a day. But here at Sucreabeille, we are most grateful for our ever-expanding Facebook group full of sisters (and brothers and siblings) who feel like family, even if we’ve never gotten a chance to meet IRL. Continue reading here
Scent Notes: Blood red cherries covered in dark chocolate, exotic spices, a dash of patchouli
Scent notes: A fist full of cash, the last glass of champagne, green tea, peppermint (like a mint? Get it?), coumarin and sassafras
Scent notes: Red Mandarin and rich honey create a sweet first impression, luring you into smoke, patchouli, gunpowder and... Is that gasoline? Clearly, an evil plan is afoot!
Scent Notes: Rich, buttery goodness with crystallized honeycomb and the coziest pair of sweatpants ever.
Here at Suc, we wanted to help in some small way, so we are donating 100% of the profits from sales to Doctors Without Borders.
Scent notes: Hot black tea with honey and coffee absolute to rise early, cardamom vanilla for comfort, bitter almonds for the lost, a shot of whiskey for strength.
Scent Notes: A sultry blend of Amber, real Ylang Ylang essential oil, pure vanilla, and golden honey.
Scent Notes: Fluffy pillows of marshmallows billow on a dish of salted caramels dusted with nutmeg and toasted sugar drizzles
Scent notes: A library full of all the books in the world. The Librarian takes notes and catalogues while sipping a large mug of hot buttered rum laced with espresso. A whisper of patchouli follows her through the stacks.
This scent was originally a custom blend for a lovely customer who wanted to celebrate the life of a beloved pet, and we were happy to oblige. They gave us the go-ahead to release it to the world, and we did so happily, wagging our imaginary tails. Continue reading here
Scent Notes: A patter of paws running through a field of daisies, lavender, and sweet peas. Marshmallow clouds pass overhead. Sunflowers, warm fur, and white musk.
Scent notes: juicy orange blossom, white musk, sugary marshmallow, freshly-picked kumquat, a field of lavender, and a dash of bubbly, sweet champagne.
Scent notes: Tahitian vanilla, cedarwood, old magazine, lemon balm, juicy juniper berry, fresh rosemary, sweet basil, balsam, bergamot.
Scent notes: Hot milky chai tea, fresh scones slathered with raspberry jam and honey
Scent notes: a cloud of cigar smoke, freshly picked roses, a full glass of whiskey
Scent notes: Rich Dark Chocolate, Warm Honey, Dark Amber
Scent notes: Juicy mango, ripe yuzu, whipped coconut cream, sea moss, pure honey from the comb, Tahitian vanilla, salty spray.
You know what they say: don’t feed the trolls. So what are you to do when you’re out camping in nature, enjoying your life, sitting around the campfire with your friends, and a troll approaches? “Scram, troll!” your friends yell in unison. “Nobody wants you around here!”
You look over at the poor, sniveling troll, mumbling under his breath. He’s clearly cold, and desperate for some human interaction. His long nose is dripping snot; he’s shivering while mumbling about how everyone else is wrong. Rather than getting angry and stooping to his level, you decide to take the high road. “Hey, troll, come over here. Would you like a s’more?”
Scent notes: melted chocolate, toasted marshmallow, sweet honey graham cracker.
John was thrilled to be getting married to Elizabeth. True, they had only known each other for a short time, less than a month, after he had moved to the country to hopefully avoid the cholera epidemic that had been breaking out so suddenly and violently in the city. Click to continue reading...
Scent Notes: Powdery violets, myrrh smoke drifting through a crumbling cathedral, red musk, candle wax, black roses
Working a minimum wage job after graduating with a master’s degree is demoralizing on its own. But working at the same minimum wage job, at a coffee shop, on-campus at the very place you got said degree? Humiliating. At least it was for her, Click to continue reading...
Scent notes: A funereal wreath of white lilies and black orchids sprinkled with a dusting of graveyard dirt. A somber wake feast of dark chocolate drenched raspberries and a shot of dark rum
There’s a famous writer who, in college, apparently used to steep black tea into his cups of coffee so he could stay up and write all night. If that sounds like your cup of … cofftea, well, we have some great news for you: you’re going to love Caffeine Poisoning. Continue reading here
Scent notes: Two black teas, a shot of espresso, a dash of sweet mocha and coffee absolute make for a caffeinated take off. Cassia and black oud come out to play on the drydown.
There are two types of people in this world: those who dream spectacularly big, and those who crush those dreams with fervor. Our owner and scent maven, Andrea, dreams big. Huge. Far, far too big at times. And sometimes, those dreams need to be crushed, and that’s where our lovely Lab Lady, Shannon, comes in. She’s the Dreamcrusher. Continue reading here
Scent notes: Sweet peach tea that's been left to steep a little too long with that edge of bitterness, like crushed dreams
You throw a rock into the sea, and let out a harrowing scream. A couple walking down the beach towards you does an obvious, abrupt stop. The woman almost falls on her face, slipping on some unseen seaweed. They make a hasty turnaround and nearly sprint back the way they came. You don't even notice. You’ve spent most of the day here, throwing rocks. Screaming. Continue reading here
Scent Notes: Cool rain on the fierce ocean. Petrichor, sour limes and sweet oranges
Scent notes: Ruby pomegranate seeds, sticky, thick dragon's blood, swirls of red musk and rosewood
Scent Notes: A blend of rich honeys, sticky, thick dragon's blood resin, beeswax, rosewood, a touch of patchouli, and vanilla absolute
Once, you were a broke ass bitch. But not anymore. Those days are behind you. No more wondering if your accidental drunk online shopping binge wreaked havoc on your bank account; you have contingency funds and a lot less debt than you used to. You’ve found a foundation that’s a little bit closer to your natural skin tone; hell, it might match exactly now (depending on the lighting, of course). Continue reading here
Scent Notes: Sparkling candied citrus peel, vanilla from the expensive hippie shop, Egyptian Musk, cuticle cream
Scent Notes: A sweet, flora blend of peony, freesia and apricot, with an uplifting note of bright pink cotton candy, the most expensive face cream you've ever seen, and a whiff of cold, hard cash
Scent Notes: A totally unapologetic haunted cathedral. Rich, dark resins, thick incense, beeswax candles, frankincense and myrrh. Cool stone floors and cloves, red musk and sassafras. Clary sage and wormwood. Guiac wood and patchouli, and a whisper of black jasmine.
Andrea, creator of our fine perfumes, finds herself saying this (or an approximation of it) on a near-daily basis, as an explanation for why she’s such a badass. And you know what? It’s also a true statement, in the best way possible! Every woman working for Sucreabeille and DIVONA can proclaim this to be the case, and we’re betting that you can, too. Continue reading here
Scent notes: A swirl of rosewood, whiskey, and amber, with a sprinkle of gunpowder, a drop of guiac wood, and tobacco absolute.
Scent notes: A delightfully feminine blend of lavender, vanilla, honey nectar, and a light floral aldehyde.
Scent notes: your mother’s expensive cold cream that she dutifully applied every night and now you do, too, mixed with fragrant, sumptuous black cherries.
Scent Notes: Watermelon Blow-Pops, baby powder, fistfulls of sticky white cake, last night's champagne and coconut cream.
You were born to do this. You've been taught to handle bees from a young age by your father, as he learned from his father. Taught to give them care, and take the proper tithe of honey every year. Continue reading here
Scent notes: pure honeycomb, freshly harvested from the hive; a blooming herb garden full of clary sage, fennel, and thyme; peach blossoms and a touch of medicinal camphor.
You know what a sunshower is: when it’s beautiful outside, and all of a sudden it starts raining? Usually it doesn’t last very long, and the sun doesn’t stop shining the whole time, and it’s a magical experience that makes you wonder: how does this happen? Well we have an answer for you: Continue reading here
Scent notes: Bright pink peppercorns poured into a new pepper mill, an open, grassy field full of delicate purple heliotrope flowers just before a rainstorm, little bubbles popping in a glass of expensive champagne, freshly-torn basil, a juicy tangerine, tonka bean.
When life gives you lemons, don’t make lemonade. Instead, take your rage out inappropriately on your coworkers/employees and demand impractical, impossible things of them. Make them invent combustible lemons that’ll burn life’s house down, since you can’t speak to life’s manager. Continue reading here
Scent notes: goddamn lemons, lemonade made from life’s stupid lemons, high octane gasoline, scraps of paper from a totally sane scientist’s notebook, that same scientist’s manly musk acquired from too many days in the lab, spicy ginger and black pepper.
Scent notes: Black sheets in a mess in the late afternoon sun. A cup of steaming tea from Tibet with milk and a dash of wormwood, you minx. Pink peppercorn and Egyptian musk because you’re classic like that.
Scent notes: Freshly cut jasmine, Egyptian geranium, oud, a lavender field, eucalyptus, a musky attic.
Scent notes: fresh cut lavender, black anise, sweet vanilla bean, black pepper crushed under a unicorn’s horn.
Scent Notes: Fresh waffles, hot maple syrup, cozy flannel shirt, a whiff of bourbon