I moved to Brooklyn in 2002 when I was 22.

 Almost everyone I knew was doing something interesting. Once I left a poker game at 3 am in Bushwick. As I stepped onto the street. I was shocked to encounter a wild pack of dogs–the alpha leader, the Lil’ scruff, the dame, etc. 

New York was wild; it seemed like anything was possible.

 You could study the weeds that grew out of the cracks in Brooklyn, and even start a perfume company out of nowhere.

Rain water in eucalyptus groves off Highway 1. Young green shoots, long spears, russet underbrush.

Hand Cream

Size

1 oz

Wild Brooklyn Lavender Hand Soap 1 oz

Moisturize hands while armchair traveling. Full of the good stuff—vitamin C, E, glycerin, green tea, hyaluronic acid. Free of the bunk stuff—phthalates, parabens, silicones. 

Hand Lotion

Big Sur After Rain

When our fume master David creates our fragrances, he sees them in color. 

The throw of a particular aroma can be described in the colors it implies in the mind of one with synethesia. Vetyer can smell straw like yellow, patchouli, deep red, and so on. David is very enthusiastic about translating an idea from one discipline to another—so music, words, and ultimately color become aromas to wear on skin and in sanctuary.

Wild Brooklyn Lavender Soap 1 oz.