THE BASEMENT

The House doesn't talk about what happens down here.

Barely supervised. Intentionally.

This is where The House stops behaving itself.

Small batches. Strange ideas. Limited editions.
Guilty pleasures, seasonal chaos, and things we wanted to make without asking whether we should.

Satire lives down here.
So do questionable fragrance decisions and candles that know exactly what they are.

HONEYMOON is the only one that regularly checks in for May.
Everything else appears whenever The Basement gets an idea.

Some come back.
Some don't.

Strong throw. Questionable behavior.

The Basement has terrible boundaries.