Stay With Me
SCENT NOTES: apple slices + fresh pineapple + vintage sparkling wine + wild strawberries + wildflower stems + old oak + delicate greenery
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He thinks about doing it that very morning, as he presses his nose into her hair in bed and his mind drifts to the ring hidden in his luggage. He might wake up like this every day for the rest of his life, he thinks. He may never be alone again.
For a long time he'd stopped imagining what his future could be. One never realises what it's like to surrender, what it's like to lose the ability to see a path ahead, until it was gone. But she'd walked into his life and returned to him the gift of dreaming and now he couldn't stop doing it...and every future he conceived included her.
Every time he passed the ballroom he imagined dancing there at their own wedding reception. Every time he walked with her into the gardens he imagined her tending the plants with their children. All of it was beautiful and fragile, like he was holding the possibilities in his hands as well as his mind and it was all crystalline glass. But the fear of breaking was overwhelmed by want and reckless hope; it was time to bring those dreams into the world.
The elves bring champagne for them both and an elaborate fruit spread for their breakfast, but she doesn't pay it any heed, assuming they're simply celebrating their anniversary. What does surprise her though is that as soon as she's dressed he leads her out of the doors and out to the vinyards; letting him pull her into a run barefooted through the flowers and then into a dance. He draws her through the vines, ripe grapes turning the air fragrant, and down to the old oak that sits at the center of the rolling green hills, where the gold-streaked sky felt as though it met the earth.
The first time he'd asked her to stay—or begged, perhaps—had been in the morning long ago. The second time had been had been in a different context: asking if perhaps she'd come away with him on a vacation to France. The third time had been here at the Chateau, curled together in their bedroom, and though it was nerve-wracking it was nothing like it was now, asking her to make their relationship—that had at one time seemed impossible—into something real. He had pleaded with her to stay and to be his and by some magic she'd said yes, just as she had every time before.
And now, as he got down on one knee and held out the antique ring he'd picked from the vaults weeks ago, he asked one last time, this time feeling like infinity in a moment because this time was forever: "Stay with me?"
(I'm sorry this one ended up so long! hahah I hope you loved it though) I wanted to capture a certain vulnerability and sweetness and I think this scent really delivers on that. (I also think of this one a bit like an apology for not actually making a summer collection.) More fruity than floral I think the best way I can describe it is "lovely." A great choice for people looking to add a little brightness to their space no matter the season.
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Hand poured with natural, vegan coconut soy wax and decorated with yellow baby's breath, mimosa leaves & baubles, and rose petals.
These 7oz candles are made in pale pink glass Antiquarian vessels.
SCENT NOTES: apple slices + fresh pineapple + vintage sparkling wine + wild strawberries + wildflower stems + old oak + delicate greenery
—
He thinks about doing it that very morning, as he presses his nose into her hair in bed and his mind drifts to the ring hidden in his luggage. He might wake up like this every day for the rest of his life, he thinks. He may never be alone again.
For a long time he'd stopped imagining what his future could be. One never realises what it's like to surrender, what it's like to lose the ability to see a path ahead, until it was gone. But she'd walked into his life and returned to him the gift of dreaming and now he couldn't stop doing it...and every future he conceived included her.
Every time he passed the ballroom he imagined dancing there at their own wedding reception. Every time he walked with her into the gardens he imagined her tending the plants with their children. All of it was beautiful and fragile, like he was holding the possibilities in his hands as well as his mind and it was all crystalline glass. But the fear of breaking was overwhelmed by want and reckless hope; it was time to bring those dreams into the world.
The elves bring champagne for them both and an elaborate fruit spread for their breakfast, but she doesn't pay it any heed, assuming they're simply celebrating their anniversary. What does surprise her though is that as soon as she's dressed he leads her out of the doors and out to the vinyards; letting him pull her into a run barefooted through the flowers and then into a dance. He draws her through the vines, ripe grapes turning the air fragrant, and down to the old oak that sits at the center of the rolling green hills, where the gold-streaked sky felt as though it met the earth.
The first time he'd asked her to stay—or begged, perhaps—had been in the morning long ago. The second time had been had been in a different context: asking if perhaps she'd come away with him on a vacation to France. The third time had been here at the Chateau, curled together in their bedroom, and though it was nerve-wracking it was nothing like it was now, asking her to make their relationship—that had at one time seemed impossible—into something real. He had pleaded with her to stay and to be his and by some magic she'd said yes, just as she had every time before.
And now, as he got down on one knee and held out the antique ring he'd picked from the vaults weeks ago, he asked one last time, this time feeling like infinity in a moment because this time was forever: "Stay with me?"
(I'm sorry this one ended up so long! hahah I hope you loved it though) I wanted to capture a certain vulnerability and sweetness and I think this scent really delivers on that. (I also think of this one a bit like an apology for not actually making a summer collection.) More fruity than floral I think the best way I can describe it is "lovely." A great choice for people looking to add a little brightness to their space no matter the season.
—
Hand poured with natural, vegan coconut soy wax and decorated with yellow baby's breath, mimosa leaves & baubles, and rose petals.
These 7oz candles are made in pale pink glass Antiquarian vessels.
