Enchant your space with this home fragrance, an indulgence for the tastefully unhinged, in collaboration with the Edward Gorey Charitable Trust. A festive fog of candied peel, scorched nutmeg, and something faintly flammable, Fruitcake smells like merriment, poorly repressed tension, and dessert with a suspiciously long shelf life. Spiced. Preserved. Impossibly dense.

SCENT NOTES: Nutmeg, Clove, Sweet Orange, Davana, Oakmoss, Vanilla Absolute
SMELLS LIKE: Your favorite holiday baked goods, freshly out of the oven.

PRODUCT DETAILS

To collaborate with the Edward Gorey Trust was less like a professional venture and more like a long-awaited séance with a beloved muse. Gorey’s world, exquisitely drawn, wryly sinister, and curiously elegant, is an enchanting realm of mischief and magic.

It began, as these things often do, with a lingering odor in the east wing, something between old camphor and unanswered questions. Edward Gorey, ever the aesthete of dust and unease, sought not to eliminate the scent but to complicate it. In spirited cahoots with Heretic Parfum, he devised a series of room sprays for interiors where the air deserved better, places heavy with books, whispers, and upholstery of dubious origin.

Each fragrance is a gentle intrusion: ghostly bergamot, wilted herbs, overripe florals, and the polite suggestion that something strange has recently occurred (or is about to). They do not mask. They linger. Perfect for spaces where the guests are unexpected, the windows refuse to stay shut, and the wallpaper occasionally sighs.

Spiced. Preserved. Impossibly Dense. Fruitcake Room Spray is a festive fog of candied peel, scorched nutmeg, and something faintly flammable. It smells like merriment, poorly repressed tension, and dessert with a suspiciously long shelf life. You’ll be surprised how much you like it. Just like the in-laws.