Bless Us Every One: It’s Yule at the Trading Post!
We hope you saved some Yuletide steam for our Black Phoenix Trading Post update! Below are the scents, sprays, and polishes that will make your heart grow three sizes – just ask Ebeneezer Scrooge, whose classic story is honored below with a special series of holiday offerings.
Also, please take note of our next shipping cut-off dates to receive items by Christmas. These cut-offs are for shipments you need to receive by Christmas only and do not affect scent availability for purchase: (Please note dates are by 12:01am PST) Dec 14th for domestic orders, and December 10th for Canada, Caribbean, Europe, and Middle East.
Gift Certificates are not subject to the same cut-offs as they’re sent by email.
Joyeux Noël from all of us at the Lab!
The dawn of the Eddic and Skaldic poetry heralded Iceland’s long and rich history of literary culture. Since World War II, there has been a tradition in Iceland called Jólabókaflóðið, or the Christmas Book Flood. It begins with the release of Bokatidindi, a catalog of the season’s new publications. Gifts of books are exchanged on the 24th of December, and Christmas Day is spent reading with your loved ones.This year, we’d like to add a few droplets to the flood. For every purchase of Jolabokaflod, you receive the Jolabokaflod perfume, a carefully selected used book purchased from Los Angeles booksellers, and a portion of the proceeds from each bottle will be donated to Project Night Night, an organization that provides security blankets, age-appropriate books, and plush toys to homeless youth.
Jólabókaflóðið: A dribble of candle wax, distant hearth-smoke, a fleck of chocolate Yule log, and aged, yellowing paper bound by well-loved leather that has passed through many gentle hands.
++ BPTP YULE NAIL POLISHES
EIN KUSS VON KRAMPUS
A black based multichrome that will shift from red to gold to bronze to green in different lighting and angles.
Filled with microflake and glitter; snow white micro flake, silvery blue micro flake, shifting blue to purple iridescent glitter, and icy blue shimmer.
++ BPTP YULE CANDYFLOOF
Made with 100% vegan sugar cane! Created exclusively for Black Phoenix Trading Post by our friends at Confounding Confections, based on Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab scents!
PINK SNOWBALLS FLOOF
Chilly vanilla rose snowballs!
YELLOW SNOWBALLS FLOOF
Slushy white mint, vanilla cream, lemon drops, grapefruit, and yuzu!
++ BLACK PHOENIX TRADING POST: A CHRISTMAS CAROL
++ THE FIRST OF THE THREE SPIRITS
It was a strange figure - like a child: yet not so like a child as like an old man, viewed through some supernatural medium, which gave him the appearance of having receded from the view, and being diminished to a child’s proportions. Its hair, which hung about its neck and down its back, was white as if with age; and yet the face had not a wrinkle in it, and the tenderest bloom was on the skin. The arms were very long and muscular; the hands the same, as if its hold were of uncommon strength. Its legs and feet, most delicately formed, were, like those upper members, bare. It wore a tunic of the purest white and round its waist was bound a lustrous belt, the sheen of which was beautiful. It held a branch of fresh green holly in its hand; and, in singular contradiction of that wintry emblem, had its dress trimmed with summer flowers. But the strangest thing about it was, that from the crown of its head there sprung a bright clear jet of light, by which all this was visible; and which was doubtless the occasion of its using, in its duller moments, a great extinguisher for a cap, which it now held under its arm.
Even this, though, when Scrooge looked at it with increasing steadiness, was not its strangest quality. For as its belt sparkled and glittered now in one part and now in another, and what was light one instant, at another time was dark, so the figure itself fluctuated in its distinctness: being now a thing with one arm, now with one leg, now with twenty legs, now a pair of legs without a head, now a head without a body: of which dissolving parts, no outline would be visible in the dense gloom wherein they melted away. And in the very wonder of this, it would be itself again; distinct and clear as ever.
GOBLIN OF YULETIDE PAST - ATMOSPHERE SPRAY
Powdery snow, glittering softly with the sweetness of memory, juniper, and heliotrope, with a faint hint of cinnamon-sprinkled sugar cookie.
RISE! AND WALK WITH ME - ATMOSPHERE SPRAY
Sweet snow and a wisp of peppermint.
SPARKLE AND GLITTER - PERFUME OIL
Snow-speckled white chocolate and fir needle.
A THOUSAND THOUGHTS, AND HOPES, AND JOYS - PERFUME OIL
And cares long, long, forgotten: joyful sugared carnation and vanilla freesia.
FRESH GREEN HOLLY - HAIR GLOSS
A branch of holly on a cold, clear Christmas morning.
SNOW ANGEL - HAIR GLOSS
Cherubic spun sugar with a hint of lemon, sparkling peach, and floral tea.
SHADOWS OF THE THINGS THAT HAVE BEEN - HAIR GLOSS
Merry music, hot buttered rum, and crackling firewood.
SO FULL OF GRATITUDE - BATH OIL
Soft, sugared shortbread and warm cocoa.
++ THE SECOND OF THE THREE SPIRITS
The walls and ceiling were so hung with living green, that it looked a perfect grove; from every part of which, bright gleaming berries glistened. The crisp leaves of holly, mistletoe, and ivy reflected back the light, as if so many little mirrors had been scattered there; and such a mighty blaze went roaring up the chimney, as that dull petrification of a hearth had never known in Scrooge’s time, or Marley’s, or for many and many a winter season gone. Heaped up on the floor, to form a kind of throne, were turkeys, geese, game, poultry, brawn, great joints of meat, sucking-pigs, long wreaths of sausages, mince-pies, plum-puddings, barrels of oysters, red-hot chesnuts, cherry-cheeked apples, juicy oranges, luscious pears, immense twelfth-cakes, and seething bowls of punch, that made the chamber dim with their delicious steam. In easy state upon this couch, there sat a jolly Giant, glorious to see: who bore a glowing torch, in shape not unlike Plenty’s horn, and held it up, high up, to shed its light on Scrooge, as he came peeping round the door.
“Come in!’” exclaimed the Ghost. “Come in. and know me better, man!”
Scrooge entered timidly, and hung his head before this Spirit. He was not the dogged Scrooge he had been; and though the Spirit’s eyes were clear and kind, he did not like to meet them.
“I am the Goblin of Christmas Present,” said the Spirit. “Look upon me!”
Scrooge reverently did so. It was clothed in one simple green robe, or mantle, bordered with white fur. This garment hung so loosely on the figure, that its capacious breast was bare, as if disdaining to be warded or concealed by any artifice. Its feet, observable beneath the ample folds of the garment, were also bare; and on its head it wore no other covering than a holly wreath, set here and there with shining icicles. Its dark brown curls were long and free: free as its genial face, its sparkling eye, its open hand, its cheery voice, its unconstrained demeanour, and its joyful air. Girded round its middle was an antique scabbard; but no sword was in it, and the ancient sheath was eaten up with rust.
GOBLIN OF YULETIDE PRESENT - ATMOSPHERE SPRAY
Clove-spiked dried oranges, dusted with ginger and cinnamon.
THE BAKER SHOPS - ATMOSPHERE SPRAY
Loaves of bread, piles upon piles of sweet Yule pastries, and a shower of cinnamon, cardamom, and clove.
A VIOLENT FIT OF TREMBLING - PERFUME OIL
Dark myrrh, black cypress, fir pitch, and a shuddering sliver of white mint.
TEA AND MUSIC - PERFUME OIL
Honeyed black tea, rich mahogany leather, and a tuft of chocolate truffle.
GLÜHWEIN - HAIR GLOSS
Warm red wine spiced with cinnamon sticks, cardamom, vanilla beans, honey, clove, lemon and orange rind, bay leaf, and honey.
MISTLETOE AND RED BERRIES - HAIR GLOSS
Sprigs of pale green dotted with blood red droplets of red currant and cranberry.
A CIRCLE AROUND THE HEARTH - HAIR GLOSS
Oranges and apples, roasted chestnuts, and warm fig pudding with candied apricot brandy.
OPPORTUNITIES OF INNOCENT ENJOYMENT - BATH OIL
Creamy peppermint bark.
++ THE LAST OF THE SPIRITS
The Phantom slowly, gravely, silently approached. When it came, Scrooge bent down upon his knee; for in the very air through which this Spirit moved it seemed to scatter gloom and mystery.
It was shrouded in a deep black garment, which concealed its head, its face, its form, and left nothing of it visible save one outstretched hand. But for this it would have been difficult to detach its figure from the night, and separate it from the darkness by which it was surrounded.
GOBLIN OF YULETIDE YET TO COME - ATMOSPHERE SPRAY
Frankincense, myrrh, styrax, oakmoss, and clove.
THE SHADOW OF ITS DRESS - ATMOSPHERE SPRAY
Black plum, black currant, opoponax, olibanum, sinuous labdanum, and opium tar.
DUSKY SHROUD - PERFUME OIL
Black coffee and smoked vanilla bean with deep indigo opium petals.
MISCELLANEOUS TATTERS - PERFUME OIL
Tonka-stained cloth, brick dust, rye, and ragged weeds.
UNCERTAIN HORROR - HAIR GLOSS
Red patchouli, sage leaf, Darjeeling tea, smoke-scarred sandalwood, green tobacco, and oud.
A WICKED OLD SCREW - HAIR GLOSS
Cedar, cracked leather, a bent twopence, and pipeweed.
OBEDIENCE TO A SECRET IMPULSE - HAIR GLOSS
A dark, forbidding patchouli chypre with a sliver of soul-cold fir needle.
HIDDEN PURPOSE - BATH OIL
Shadowy lavender oudh.
“I will live in the Past, the Present, and the Future!” Scrooge repeated, as he scrambled out of bed. “The Spirits of all Three shall strive within me. Oh Jacob Marley! Heaven, and the Christmas Time be praised for this! I say it on my knees, old Jacob; on my knees!”
THE WRITING ON THE STONE - ATMOSPHERE SPRAY
Black tea, myrrh, smoked vanilla, and licorice root.
PRISONS AND WORKHOUSES - ATMOSPHERE SPRAY
Dry tobacco and amber.
A BREATHLESS CHUCKLE - PERFUME OIL
Marshmallow cream, sweet fudge, vanilla shortbread, and confectioners sugar.
THE INEXORABLE FINGER - PERFUME OIL
Black patchouli, obsidian, and oudh.
THE INEXORABLE FINGER - PERFUME OIL
Black patchouli, obsidian, and oudh.
STRONG IN HIS ENTREATY - HAIR GLOSS
Black leather accord, lavender, myrrh, and vetiver with white cognac.
A TIGHT-FISTED HAND AT THE GRINDSTONE - HAIR GLOSS
Petrified woods bound in a rigid leather cord.
COLD, BLEAK, AND BITING - HAIR GLOSS
A brittle wind of eucalyptus blossom, spearmint, and icy elemi.
HIS OWN HEART LAUGHED - BATH OIL
Winter cherries and a slush of merry snow.