Juliette at Midnight

The midnight botanist. Sultry black rose petals line the hallways leading to the bedroom chambers, past the moonlight greenhouse on the left. Trance-like you follow, coaxed by the sweet aroma of night violet into the secret underworld of blooming flowers, botanical textbooks and secret lovers. Old English poetry climbs the walls like ivy whispering seductive promises through bergamot lined teeth. Juliette at Midnight holds the ice cold steel of the dagger close to her heart, while hinoki wood and vanilla manifest protection over the castle walls. The air is heavy with the memory of midnight tea and conversation that drips like honey over each word left unsaid. She turns and her eyes bore into yours, an enchanting mix of thunderstorm passion and tear-stained bed sheets: You’ve never wanted anything more. She is everything, but oh, how you will pay. Bundle and save here... Top; jasmine, grapefruit, bergamot Heart; black rose, spice Soul; hinoki, vanilla, patchouli All of our cand