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Dylan: From the Welsh, meaning “son of the seas.”


The scent of a sun-baked pier on a summer night at the beach, heavy with humidity and darkly sexy. This unisex fragrance features a blend of weighty black coconut and black vanilla oils, with a seawater-and-driftwood accord, layered with sweet white musk and the airy shimmer of Hedione. Great for parties and gatherings large and small, we’ve enhanced it with our exclusive PERFECT MATCH pheromone formula...a *soulmate* type blend that both sexes can wear. Promotes attraction, bonding, trust, communication, conquering of nervousness and happy, good-time mood elevation. Reminds established couples of that first blush of new love, complete with butterflies in the tummy! Crafted for the Gents, but Ladies may enjoy wearing this one too.


COCONUT ~ Protection, purification, receptivity.
WATER ~ Cleansing, purifying. Fertility, Goddess energy, fluid of life. Renewal.
MUSK ~ Self confidence and strength, sexual attractant, heightens passions and arousal.
VANILLA ~ Aphrodisiac, inspires happiness, playfulness, sexual arousal, lust, vitalizing.
HEDIONE ~ Fresh air.


Created by: Mara Fox

Description: Julie (luna65)

Label art:

Pheromas collection, November 2015


Review Thread


Some people said they should tear down the old pier at the beach, but Dylan loved it. There was something majestic about it, even as it was old and it creaked when the waves crashed into it. He liked to stand beneath it and look down its length, like a series of doorways leading to the sea. To the place some called The Great Beyond, whatever lay beyond the shore was a mystery to most. Dylan loved the sea, and some day he would travel to every corner and learn those mysteries. He was learning to sail and he enjoyed being beneath the sky, upon the water, learning about the movement of the sun and moon, the positions of the stars, and how that is all one needs to find their way. Even though there were many oceans, he believed there was only one Sea.

His mother would smile a placid smile, looking into his eyes, stroking his tousled sun-bleached hair.

“Your eyes are like the sun-lit sea,” she said, “Aquamarine.”

He sometimes wondered if maybe there might be mer people who somehow learned to live on land, and that’s why he was so fascinated with the sea. That every time he swam in the ocean he felt like he was going Home.

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