Merchant
Arizona, USA
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Scent Profile: Oakwood, Cranberry, Currant, Moss and a kiss of Apricot. A cool crisp, boozy, almost camphorous accord that you will fall in love with at first sniff!
Grove is as right as rain, and as fine as late September sunshine!
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A complex blend of Autumn awesomeness tucked like tobacco into a haunted little pocket of the crisp winter woods; where the sound has been known to shut off in an instant, and flurries of dried leaves move in whirls, spinning around you as if guiding you with an urgent persistence. A place where festive days past, present and future apparitions can be seen bobbing in the corner of your tearing wind kissed eyes. A space where you would never dare to go alone or stray to far off from the coming, cooler months wassailer's wary cries. A mysterious thicket where the veil is thin, where you, our All Saint's Day hero, shall solve the greatest mystery of our time...there's something ancient still in those cold, dry, wicked woods of yore that now whispers your name that can't be denied.
The Perfect Scent to Take You From Fall into Winter
A very smart, masculine blend of Oakwood, Cranberry, Currant, Moss and a kiss of Apricot. Smooth like a good scotch and engaging as a good tale told on a star filled fall/winter night safe inside, nestled down in front of the protective glow of the crackling hearth.
Try Something Different ~ Phoenix Shaving
http://shor.by/WEqN [Please Share!]
Scent Profile: Oakwood, Cranberry, Currant, Moss and a kiss of Apricot. A cool crisp, boozy, almost camphorous accord that you will fall in love with at first sniff!
Grove is as right as rain, and as fine as late September sunshine!
A complex blend of Autumn awesomeness tucked like tobacco into a haunted little pocket of the crisp winter woods; where the sound has been known to shut off in an instant, and flurries of dried leaves move in whirls, spinning around you as if guiding you with an urgent persistence. A place where festive days past, present and future apparitions can be seen bobbing in the corner of your tearing wind kissed eyes. A space where you would never dare to go alone or stray to far off from the coming, cooler months wassailer's wary cries. A mysterious thicket where the veil is thin, where you, our All Saint's Day hero, shall solve the greatest mystery of our time...there's something ancient still in those cold, dry, wicked woods of yore that now whispers your name that can't be denied.
The Perfect Scent to Take You From Fall into Winter
A very smart, masculine blend of Oakwood, Cranberry, Currant, Moss and a kiss of Apricot. Smooth like a good scotch and engaging as a good tale told on a star filled fall/winter night safe inside, nestled down in front of the protective glow of the crackling hearth.
Try Something Different ~ Phoenix Shaving
http://shor.by/WEqN [Please Share!]
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