Perfume Oils - The Witches' Carnival

Bottle and cap designs may vary, as will the labels.

Perfumes vary in size from 5ml to 3ml (as noted), due to variables in cost of components.

Please choose from these scents:

Shadowspell 5ml: Fall under a shadowy spell of deep golden caramel, spun sugar, clove tainted whipped cream, all wrapped up in a warm, trance of fragrant embers of amber, soft sandalwood, darker woods and a whisper of wickedness.

The Witching Fields 3ml: One of my fondest experiences and scent memories is when we lived in Half Moon Bay right next to an endless growing Pumpkin patch. KC and I would sneak over from time to time around midnight. We were frightened and thrilled at the thought of getting caught, and loved how eerie all those pumpkins looked in the foggy, moonlight, endless shapes and sizes and colors, and the sticky, thorny vines twisting and hurting a little when you brushed up against them. We resisted and never took even one, but we loved frolicking in that patch under the moonlight every year, and hearing in the not too far distance, the roar of the ocean.

Imagine endless rows of pumpkins, under an eerie cloudy moonlight sky, cool coastal air drifting from the ocean, damp, dank earth under your feet, gnarled, twisted vines as far as your eyes can see. Just the sound of your beating heart, occasional owl scratching and hooting, and the distant roar of the ocean, still, beautiful, haunting, and forbidden.

Imagine endless rows of pumpkins, under an eerie cloudy moonlight sky, cool coastal air drifting from the ocean, damp, dank earth under your feet, gnarled, twisted vines as far as your eyes can see. Just the sound of your beating heart, occasional owl scratching and hooting, and the distant roar of the ocean, still, beautiful, haunting, and forbidden.

Ember’s Kiss: Warm embers. Sweet smoke. Midnight magic.The bonfire has burned low, but the night is just beginning…as tradition dictates one jumps over the low fire and is greeted with a kiss from the grand Witch on the other side! Funny, this is how Moona met Kc after a huge bonfire celebration on Ocean Beach in San Fransisco with the cast and crew from Beach Blanket Babylon where Moona worked for 15 years, drumming, singing and ritual frolicking, oh those were the days!  Kc being in theater knew many there already, and got in on Moona’s fun ritual of giving a quick kiss to all who dared jump over the fire, there is more to the story but we will leave it here….  A dark glow of warm embers, sweet toasted marshmallow and glowing woods drifts through the cool autumn air, touched with spice and a whisper of smoke. Beneath the sweetness is something deeper—warm, earthy and a little mysterious. Ember’s Kiss is the kind of scent that belongs beside a dying bonfire, when the flames have gone low and the night feels full of possibilities.

Ritual: Deep within the Carnival, beyond the music and lights, a candle burns….amongst the crew the inner circle of witches preform sacred whispered spells and salted circle rites echoing late into the night and early dawn, keeping all who enter safe from malevolent spirits and entities.

Golden resins, smoking incense, ancient woods, beeswax absolute, and blessing salts mingle in the shadows, warmed by amber and touched with something dark and intoxicating. There is something almost sacred here—but perhaps not entirely.

Witches' Hollow: Dark earth, Autumn woods, Green Wild magic. Far beyond the Carnival lights, deep within the forest, lies a hidden hollow where the witches gather beneath the autumn moon...

Forging while following the twisted vines as they go deeper into damp earth, fallen leaves cover the forest floor where you can barely see glistening little magical green glowing creatures beneath ancient trees. Somewhere hidden in the darkness, a forgotten harvest waits among the shadows.

Earthy, mysterious and hauntingly beautiful, this is the scent of wandering too far into the woods—and discovering a place that was never meant to be found, except by witches!

Gookies by Midnight: Witchfire Gookie “Step right up! Gookies by Midnight!

A nutty, gooey, gooey, marshmallow treat, anticipated every year at the Witches Carnival! Go grab your stick in the woods, wipe it off or not,  on your leg, and stick it right into the big gooey gooey cauldron of hot sticky melted marshmallows on the fire, mixed in with tons acorns, and gooey caramel!