{"title":"Hauntlands Collection","description":"\u003cp\u003eA Scent Tour for the Haunted Heart: Perfume inspired by the spirits, myths, and lingering echoes of America’s haunted places.\u003c\/p\u003e","products":[{"product_id":"southern-gothic-gothic-hauntlands-collection","title":"Southern Gothic, Gothic Hauntlands Collection","description":"\u003cp\u003eSouthern Gothic, our graveyard blooms is a powdery floral steeped in softness and shadow. Southern Gothic opens with the intoxicating scent of night blooming jasmine and black violet- lush, nocturnal, and gently overgrown. Powdered sugarcane lends a delicate sweetness, like dust on forgotten lace, while smooth velvet, dried rose buds and bay leaf evoke the hush of parlor rooms and faded grandeur. Incense lingers like memory, warm and spectral.\u003cbr\u003eThis is haunted femininity- beautiful, ghostly, and tender. \u003cbr\u003eA scent for those drawn to the romance of ruin, elegant decay, and the quiet power of what endures.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThere are whispers across the South of mourning belles who drift through graveyards, trailing the scent of ghost flowers in their wake. Some speak of the Lady in White of Selma, Alabama, gliding between tombstones in search of a love lost to war. Others recall Alice Flagg of coastal Carolina, buried in her bridal gown, still clutching the memory of a forbidden ring.\u003cbr\u003eThese women prim, poised, and heartbroken, leave behind more than legend. They leave an atmosphere: heavy with night-blooming jasmine and shadowed violets, a hush of perfume that clings to the air like memory. Their presence lingers in the hush of dusk, in the bloom of moonflowers that open only for the dead.\u003cbr\u003eWe couldn’t choose just one muse for Southern Gothic. This fragrance is a tribute to them all. A spectral bouquet for every Southern belle who loved too deeply, mourned too long, and left behind a trail of petals no storm could wash away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eNotes: Night blooming Jasmine, Black Violets, Dried rosebuds, Haunting graveyard mists, powdered sugarcane, velvet and moss.\u003cbr\u003e(Jasmine, Orris root, Nag champa, Rose, Moss, and vetiver)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cbr\u003ePerfume Oil:\u003cbr\u003e10 ml Glass Roller Bottles (Stainless Steel roller ball)\u003cbr\u003eIngredients: High Quality Fragrance\/Essential Oils, Organic Coconut Oil \u003cbr\u003eUse: Shake the bottle well to redistribute the fragrance. \u003cbr\u003eApply to pulse points (wrists, behind the ears, neck, chest, etc.). \u003cbr\u003eApply as needed.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Freyja's Daughters","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46750239588490,"sku":null,"price":15.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0597\/4441\/9978\/files\/CottageWitch_15.png?v=1755443838"},{"product_id":"bayou-bride-perfume-gothic-hauntlands-collection-bayou-gothic","title":"Bayou Bride Perfume, Gothic Hauntlands Collection, Bayou Gothic","description":"\u003cp\u003eIn the drowned hush of Louisiana’s forgotten swamps, they speak of brides who never made it to the altar...women veiled in sorrow, swallowed by fog, and bound to the bayou by love that curdled into legend.\u003cbr\u003eSome whisper of the Bride of Bayou Sale Road, seen drifting along the water’s edge in a gown stained with river silt. Her presence is marked by the scent of orchid and smoke, and the sudden chill of phantom mist curling through cypress knees. Others recall the Ghost of Manchac Swamp, a woman said to have cursed her wedding day with a song that summoned a hurricane. She vanished beneath the floodwaters, leaving behind only the perfume of moss and mourning.\u003cbr\u003eThese brides do not rest. They linger in the rot and bloom of the wetlands, trailing vanilla and decay, their footsteps muffled by mud and memory. Spanish moss hangs like tattered lace from the trees, and the air grows thick with longing, ripe with the scent of wood softened by time, of orchids blooming where no light reaches.\u003cbr\u003eBayou Bride is not a tribute to one ghost, but to all who loved too fiercely and were claimed by the swamp. It is a fragrance of drowned vows and spectral beauty, of fog wrapped grief and floral resurrection. \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eSmells like: Decaying wood, Bayou water, River Fog and Spanish Moss,\u003cbr\u003eCypress, Orchid, Vanilla, Smoke, and Humid Air \u003cbr\u003eNotes of Vanilla, Vetiver, Orchid, Oakmoss, Smoke and Cypress\u003cbr\u003eInspired by: Watery Wastelands, Land soaked in lost loves and mysteries.\u003cbr\u003e(The Ghost Bride of Bayou Teche, Bride of Bayou Sale Road, the ghost of Manchac Swamp, The Ghost of Bellamy Bridge)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003ePerfume Oil:\u003cbr\u003e10 ml Glass Roller Bottles (Stainless Steel roller ball)\u003cbr\u003eIngredients: High Quality Fragrance\/Essential Oils, Organic Coconut Oil \u003cbr\u003eUse: Shake the bottle well to redistribute the fragrance. \u003cbr\u003eApply to pulse points (wrists, behind the ears, neck, chest, etc.). \u003cbr\u003eApply as needed.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Freyja's Daughters","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46752660684938,"sku":null,"price":15.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0597\/4441\/9978\/files\/Cottage_Witch_16.png?v=1755521377"},{"product_id":"salt-shadow-perfume-oil-gothic-hauntlands-collection-pacific-northwest-gothic","title":"Salt \u0026 Shadow Perfume Oil, Gothic Hauntlands Collection, Pacific Northwest Gothic","description":"\u003cp\u003eShe wanders the shore where the fog never lifts.\u003cbr\u003eWrapped in sea-worn lace and silence, she waits, watching the horizon for a ship that will never return. The gulls cry overhead, the waves whisper secrets, and the salt clings to her skin like memory.\u003cbr\u003eBut she is not alone.\u003cbr\u003eAt North Head Lighthouse, perched above the Graveyard of the Pacific in Washington, the wind howls and the sea thunders below. Thousands of ships have wrecked on these shores. And one woman, Melancholy Mary, the wife of the first keeper, never left. After years of isolation and sorrow, she vanished one day, her body later found on the rocks. Whether by accident, grief, or something darker, her story lingers in the salt air. Locals say her spirit still roams the grounds, mourning in silence.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eSalt and Shadow is the scent of coastal mourning, where grief clings like sea spray and memory drifts with the tide.\u003cbr\u003eSalt tinged tears mingle with briny mist and the aching breath of the Pacific, echoing the sorrow of countless women who watched the waves swallow their beloved mariners.\u003cbr\u003eIt carries the hush of sea laced air, storm washed driftwood, and the metallic whisper of rusted chains and forgotten vows with ghostly musk soft as seafoam and sorrow.\u003cbr\u003eA fragrance of longing, of widows in wind-worn shawls, of dreams lost to the deep.\u003cbr\u003eThis is not a tempest.\u003cbr\u003eIt is the stillness after.\u003cbr\u003eThe hush of grief held too long.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eFeels like: Haunted Harbors, Wind worn lace and longing. The comforting sense you have on an early foggy morning on an island shore where the sea is still and the heartbeat of the earth is calm.\u003cbr\u003eNotes: Sea salt, Driftwood, old paper, tattered lace, candle smoke\u003cbr\u003e(Sea salt, Sandalwood, Lemon, and Vanilla Smoke)\u003cbr\u003eInspired by: The countless forgotten mariners who gave their lives to the sea- and their wives who pace the rooftop widows walks on the Victorian homes dotting the coastlines of the Pacific Northwest. Lighthouses enveloped in fog on wind beaten shores where the forest meets the ocean. 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It honors the women who stirred healing into stews, whispered blessings over bread, and passed down secrets in flour dusted script. Their magic was devotional, quiet as dusk, enduring as cedar and it lingers still, like hymns sung low in empty kitchens.\u003cbr\u003eThis is the scent of backwoods sanctuaries and candlelit vigils, of bourbon offerings poured for the dead and hymns echoing through hollow pews. It carries the warmth of smoked honey and the ache of burnt vanilla, sweetness scorched by grief, memory, and the labor of love.\u003cbr\u003eThis fragrance is steeped in Appalachian legend: the Brown Mountain Lights of North Carolina, flickering like spirit lanterns across the ridgelines; the Bell Witch of Tennessee, whose voice once curled through cabin walls and conjured fear from faith; and the Ghost Preacher of Roan Mountain, a spectral minister said to rise with the mist, preaching fire and brimstone to pews long abandoned.\u003cbr\u003eBut beneath these legends lie quieter hauntings....the grandmothers who still hum lullabies in the rafters, who stir phantom pots and leave offerings of wood and herbs on windowsills. Locals speak of kitchens that smell of biscuits no one baked, of rocking chairs that creak with no wind, of prayers that rise from cellars like steam. These are the hymn singers and hearth tenders of the hills, spirits bound by belief, grief, devotion and ritual. \u003cbr\u003eHollowed Hymns is a perfume of reverence and revenants, a ritual offering to the ghosts that shaped the land. It lingers like smoke in the rafters, like a prayer stitched into cedar, like a hymn that never quite leaves your throat.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eNotes: Smoked honey, bourbon soaked oak barrels, Burnt vanilla, Hickory, Tobacco, Amber, Sandalwood and fog-filled hollows.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eFeels like: \u003cbr\u003eAncestral secrets whispered in woodland shadows, and Mountain mysteries.  \u003cbr\u003eSweet smoke and sorrow in mountain chapels.\u003cbr\u003eFolklore steeped in hymns, hauntings, and ancestral ache.\u003cbr\u003eMist-laced hollers and moonlit lament.\u003cbr\u003eFaith and firelight tangled in Appalachian shadow.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eInspired by: The spiritual residue, where the land sings back in sorrow and silence.\u003cbr\u003eWomen who brewed healing into stews, whispered blessings over bread, and passed down secrets, stories and handwritten recipes. Their magic was quiet, rooted in devotion, and carried through generations like hymns sung low.\u003cbr\u003eThe hardship, dedication and perseverance of the Appalachian people. \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003ePerfume Oil:\u003cbr\u003e10 ml Glass Roller Bottles (Stainless Steel roller ball)\u003cbr\u003eIngredients: High Quality Fragrance\/Essential Oils, Organic Coconut Oil \u003cbr\u003eUse: Shake the bottle well to redistribute the fragrance. \u003cbr\u003eApply to pulse points (wrists, behind the ears, neck, chest, etc.). \u003cbr\u003eApply as needed.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Freyja's Daughters","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46997759623306,"sku":null,"price":15.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0597\/4441\/9978\/files\/Cottage_Witch_25.png?v=1756297369"},{"product_id":"ashes-of-industry-perfume-oil-gothic-hauntlands-collection-rust-belt-gothic","title":"Ashes of Industry Perfume Oil, Gothic Hauntlands Collection, Rust Belt Gothic","description":"\u003cp\u003eThey say the mills never truly shut down. That in the hollowed out heart of Pittsburgh, in the skeletal remains of Bethlehem Steel, in the rusted rail yards of Erie, you can still hear the clang of phantom hammers. Ashes of Industry is the scent of those echoes.\u003cbr\u003eIt’s inspired by real hauntings like the spectral welder seen pacing the catwalks of the Carrie Blast Furnaces, his torch long extinguished. Or the ghost of a foreman in Buffalo, who still checks the timeclock every night at 3:17 a.m., decades after the plant closed. In Detroit, a man in coveralls is said to walk the halls of an abandoned auto factory, leaving behind the scent of leather and smoke.\u003cbr\u003eThis is a fragrance for the descendants of steel, coal, and iron, who carry the scent of their ancestors in their blood and bones. This is a requiem of soot and silence.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eSmells like:\u003cbr\u003eVanilla smoke curling like phantom factory plumes\u003cbr\u003eBlack amber and scorched cedar, smoldering like slag and sorrow\u003cbr\u003eWorn leather, rusted iron, cold steel\u003cbr\u003eFurnace ghosts and the metallic hush of extinguished flame\u003cbr\u003eNotes of:\u003cbr\u003eBlack Amber, Charred Cedar, Rich Vanilla Smoke, Oud, Sandalwood, Dark musk, Benzoin, Cardamom, Cinnamon.\u003cbr\u003eInspired by: Men who built empires and disappeared into dust, remembered only by the families who loved them.\u003cbr\u003eFolklore forged in labor, loss, and ghostly grit.\u003cbr\u003eGhost trains still thundering through the night.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003ePerfume Oil:\u003cbr\u003e10 ml Glass Roller Bottles (Stainless Steel roller ball)\u003cbr\u003eIngredients: High Quality Fragrance\/Essential Oils, Organic Coconut Oil \u003cbr\u003eUse: Shake the bottle well to redistribute the fragrance. \u003cbr\u003eApply to pulse points (wrists, behind the ears, neck, chest, etc.). \u003cbr\u003eApply as needed.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Freyja's Daughters","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46997808513162,"sku":null,"price":15.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0597\/4441\/9978\/files\/Cottage_Witch_23.png?v=1756297722"},{"product_id":"vein-velvet-perfume-oil-gothic-hauntlands-collection-mountain-gothic","title":"Vein \u0026 Velvet Perfume Oil, Gothic Hauntlands Collection, Mountain Gothic","description":"\u003cp\u003eWhere gold once whispered promises beneath snow laced peaks, now only ghosts remain. Brothels soaked in perfume and secrets, mining claims chiseled with ambition and betrayal. Victorian wallpaper curls like parchment in the dry wind, and creaking floorboards that remember every whispered promise. It’s the fever dream of fortune, where every swing of the pickaxe hums with hope, until the silence of barren stone turns ambition into ash. High altitude ruins stand precariously with lost dreams, velvet rot, and the scent of mystery, murder, and mountain air.\u003cbr\u003eA fragrance born from the haunted heights of Colorado’s gold rush past.\u003cbr\u003eInspired by the haunted brothels of Leadville and Cripple Creek, and the ghostly echoes of towns like St. Elmo and Tin Cup; Vein and Velvet captures the mood of a parlor long abandoned, perfumed air thick with secrets, the promise of a golden vein in barren mining claims and the relentless work of carving wealth from the earth, building grandeur where only wilderness once stood.\u003cbr\u003eIn the mountains of Colorado, the ghosts of madams, miners, and misfits still linger. \u003cbr\u003eIn St. Elmo, visitors report ghostly figures in Victorian dress drifting past fogged windows. \u003cbr\u003eTin Cup’s cemetery tells of sheriffs who didn’t survive the town’s rowdy reputation.\u003cbr\u003e In Cripple Creek, the once booming potential capital of Colorado, Myers Avenue, once lined with brothels and velvet parlors, the spirit of Pearl DeVere, the famed madam of the opulent Old Homestead, is said to drift through her former rooms in silk and perfume. \u003cbr\u003eIn Leadville, the Delaware Hotel and Tabor Opera House echo with footsteps and voices from a gilded age that refused to die.\u003cbr\u003eThis fragrance blends red berries frozen in snow, spices and patchouli with aged leather, alpine woods, and the dry wind of high altitude decay. \u003cbr\u003e Vein \u0026amp; Velvet is the promise of a golden vein in a barren mining claim, the velvet drapes in bittersweet brothels filled with regret and betrayal, where sweetness soured and spirits were broken. It is velvet rot, mystery, murder, and mountain memory.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eSmells Like...\u003cbr\u003eThe Chill of Mountain air drifting through broken glass\u003cbr\u003ePeeling wallpaper in a long abandoned brothel’s parlor, scorched by sunlight and secrets\u003cbr\u003eVelvet worn and faded \u003cbr\u003elingering sweetness brought by the hope of finding riches\u003cbr\u003eWeather worn buildings basking in brittle mountain light\u003cbr\u003eGhost town ruins pale bleached by sun and dry wind\u003cbr\u003eWind through aspens, carrying whispers from the mine shaft below\u003cbr\u003eFrozen berries crushed under boot, mingling with spice and musk\u003cbr\u003ePatchouli and leather clinging to the bones of a forgotten corset\u003cbr\u003e(Notes: Red Currant, Frozen berries, Cinnamon, Clove, Patchouli, Leather, Musk and Mountain Air)\u003cbr\u003eMood....\u003cbr\u003eSensual. Decayed. Sunlit and shadowed.\u003cbr\u003eIt’s the scent of a ghost town at golden hour, when the light hits just right and everything feels alive again, if only for a moment. It’s velvet and rust, lace and loss. \u003cbr\u003eVictorian decay in high altitude ruins.\u003cbr\u003eA place where desire and despair once danced, and the echoes still hum through the floorboards.\u003cbr\u003eIt is a reminder that the mountain still holds the dreams, the pain and the ghsts of what was.\u003cbr\u003eInspired By...\u003cbr\u003eThe haunted brothels of Leadville, Silverton, and Cripple Creek, Colorado\u003cbr\u003eThe ghost towns of Gothic, Colorado and St. Elmo Colorado, where snow buries secrets\u003cbr\u003eMining claims soaked in ambition and betrayal\u003cbr\u003eThe scent of mountain air filtered through evergreens and old sins\u003cbr\u003eForgotten parlors, where the madam’s perfume still clings to the drapes\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003ePerfume Oil:\u003cbr\u003e10 ml Glass Roller Bottles (Stainless Steel roller ball)\u003cbr\u003eIngredients: High Quality Fragrance\/Essential Oils, Organic Coconut Oil \u003cbr\u003eUse: Shake the bottle well to redistribute the fragrance. \u003cbr\u003eApply to pulse points (wrists, behind the ears, neck, chest, etc.). \u003cbr\u003eApply as needed.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Freyja's Daughters","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47010677457034,"sku":null,"price":15.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0597\/4441\/9978\/files\/Cottage_Witch_32.png?v=1756816942"},{"product_id":"root-relic-perfume-oil-gothic-hauntlands-collection-new-england-gothic","title":"Root \u0026 Relic Perfume Oil, Gothic Hauntlands Collection, New England Gothic","description":"\u003cp\u003eNew England is a land where the trees outnumber the living. Its forests stretch like memory to the edge of the Atlantic, cloaking forgotten orchards and towns long reclaimed by moss and silence. Within the thickets lie abandoned mills with dreams still echoing in the rafters, spectral loggers whose axes fell quiet, and wild souls who never left.\u003cbr\u003eWith notes of Black Spruce, Pine Tar, Elderberry and Clove- Root \u0026amp; Relic channels the ghosts from beneath the roots of ancient trees.\u003cbr\u003e It is steeped in the grief of Salem’s accused, the quiet rebellion of witches who danced beneath the pines and moonlight, the spirits of writers who loved this haunted soil and return in fog and frost to walk it once more.\u003cbr\u003eThis is not nostalgia.\u003cbr\u003eIt is invocation.\u003cbr\u003eSmells like: Forest bound grief. Fog draped silence. The hush of ancestral reckoning. A ritual for the vanished and the accused.\u003cbr\u003eNotes of: Black spruce resin, Overripe Elderberry, Dark Spice, Pine Tar, Vanilla smoke, Charred cedar, Ghost pipe, Decaying leaves, Golden Amber\u003cbr\u003eInspired by:  Dense forests. Early American homesteads, abandoned where only withering apple trees and ghosts remain. 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Our Southern Gothic perfume opens with the intoxicating scent of night blooming jasmine and black violet, lush, nocturnal, and gently overgrown. Powdered sugarcane lends a delicate sweetness, like dust on forgotten lace, while smooth velvet, dried rose buds and bay leaf evoke the hush of parlor rooms and faded grandeur. Incense lingers like memory, warm and spectral.\u003cbr\u003eThis is haunted femininity- beautiful, ghostly, and tender. \u003cbr\u003eA scent for those drawn to the romance of ruin, elegant decay, and the quiet power of what endures.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThere are whispers across the South of mourning belles who drift through graveyards, trailing the scent of ghost flowers in their wake. Some speak of the Lady in White of Selma, Alabama, gliding between tombstones in search of a love lost to war. Others recall Alice Flagg of coastal Carolina, buried in her bridal gown, still clutching the memory of a forbidden ring.\u003cbr\u003eThese women prim, poised, and heartbroken, leave behind more than legend. They leave an atmosphere: heavy with night-blooming jasmine and shadowed violets, a hush of perfume that clings to the air like memory. Their presence lingers in the hush of dusk, in the bloom of moonflowers that open only for the dead.\u003cbr\u003eWe couldn’t choose just one muse for Southern Gothic. This fragrance is a tribute to them all. A spectral bouquet for every Southern belle who loved too deeply, mourned too long, and left behind a trail of petals no storm could wash away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eSmells like: Sweet Southern Charm, Decadent decay, Romantic Ruin, Fading elegance.\u003cbr\u003eNotes of: Night blooming Jasmine, Black Violets, Dried rosebuds, Haunting graveyard mists, powdered sugarcane, velvet and moss.\u003cbr\u003e(Jasmine, Orris root, Nag champa, Rose, Resins, Moss, and vetiver)\u003cbr\u003eInspired by: The many southern belles who linger in heartbreak, mourning and loss. The vibe often found in the south where you can almost taste the searching. \u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Freyja's Daughters","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47044713742474,"sku":null,"price":39.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0597\/4441\/9978\/files\/Eau_de_Toilette_13.png?v=1757679097"},{"product_id":"ashes-of-industry-eau-de-toilette-30ml-the-hauntlands-collection-rust-belt-gothic","title":"Ashes of Industry Eau de Toilette 30ml, The Hauntlands Collection, Rust Belt Gothic","description":"\u003cp\u003eThey say the mills never truly shut down. That in the hollowed out heart of Pittsburgh, in the skeletal remains of Bethlehem Steel, in the rusted rail yards of Erie, you can still hear the clang of phantom hammers. 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