something like the bottle of upscale shower soap (and why does an upscale shower soap have any tobacco notes I wonder?) someone gave me.
So, of course, Google is my friend. If you know of this little company, you won’t be surprised to hear that I ended up at ZOMG! Smells.
And if you know Camille Martine at all, you won’t be surprised to hear that between us we picked out ten scents, which we’ve ordered in the teensy test sizes called “Squees.” Ten scents is a “squee party” and gets you almost-free shipping, not that the shipping is very expensive anyway.
We picked out very butchy smells: Camping In a Vanilla Forest, which is what my googling got me, and one called Doc Holliday which celebrates his death of consumption. Several gothy, deathly scents– also Spacebat, and the Melancholy Death of Nicholas Tesla.
The list of what we asked for:
- Brontosaurus Loves Triceratops
- Camping in a Vanilla Forest
- Doc Holliday
- Garden Nap
- Nuee Ardente
- The Melancholy Death of Nikola Tesla
- Seagull Eating a Starfish
- The Chieftain’s Wife
- Vory v Zakony
I LOVE the names and descriptions these two geniuses come up with!
I only wish I could redraw all of ZOMG’s illustrations.