Handmade Candle Collection
HONEY BLOSSOM
HONEY BLOSSOM
HONEY BLOSSOM
Light the wick and sweetness unfurls.
Neroli and bergamot glow first — bright, airy citrus woven gently through white petals.
As the flame deepens, orange blossom, jasmine, rose, and honeysuckle bloom into the room with warm, honeyed light.
The melt pool grows and a decadent veil rises: vanilla sugar, caramel, soft musk — dessert warmth in
Light the wick and sweetness unfurls.
Neroli and bergamot glow first — bright, airy citrus woven gently through white petals.
As the flame deepens, orange blossom, jasmine, rose, and honeysuckle bloom into the room with warm, honeyed light.
The melt pool grows and a decadent veil rises: vanilla sugar, caramel, soft musk — dessert warmth in candle form.
Warm. Romantic. Luminous.
A scent that kisses the whole room golden.
WANDERER
HONEY BLOSSOM
HONEY BLOSSOM
Wanderer burns like a forest morning.
Zesty bergamot and lemon rise first, a bright shimmer over the quiet hush of evergreen.
Juniper and cracked pepper flicker through the flame — crisp, clean, like sunlight slicing through pine.
As the wax warms, smoky incense and orris drift upward, folding into creamy sandalwood and soft vanilla.
Earthy
Wanderer burns like a forest morning.
Zesty bergamot and lemon rise first, a bright shimmer over the quiet hush of evergreen.
Juniper and cracked pepper flicker through the flame — crisp, clean, like sunlight slicing through pine.
As the wax warms, smoky incense and orris drift upward, folding into creamy sandalwood and soft vanilla.
Earthy. Airy. Free-spirited.
A candle that feels like opening a cabin window on the first warm day of spring.
FROSTBORN
HONEY BLOSSOM
FROSTBORN
Strike a match and the room transforms.
Frostborn opens with a bright, incisive chill — Calabrian bergamot and Sicilian lemon cutting through the air like clean winter steel. Pink pepper cracks beneath the flame, sparking that restless, adventurous energy.
As the heat deepens, lavender softens the edges, peppermint lifts the air, and a sub
Strike a match and the room transforms.
Frostborn opens with a bright, incisive chill — Calabrian bergamot and Sicilian lemon cutting through the air like clean winter steel. Pink pepper cracks beneath the flame, sparking that restless, adventurous energy.
As the heat deepens, lavender softens the edges, peppermint lifts the air, and a subtle trace of rose warms like breath against cold.
Then the foundation settles: sandalwood, Haitian vetiver, patchouli, musk, and amber — glowing like embers buried under snow.
Cool. Strong. Quietly commanding.
A scent made for the ones who walk their own trail.